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  Thrid Person POV

  Essos, 296 AC.

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  And so the Artis ended up following the group of natives from Sothorys, while Jon and his group were close behind, with their guards maintaining a high level of caution.

  "My king... are you sure we're safe, going along with these natives so easily?" one of the royal guards spoke, following them cautiously.

  "It's all right. There's something iing there I'd like to iigate. Besides, we're very safe; I'm in trol of all the nearby beasts," Jon said calmly.

  Hearing this, the royal guards nodded, still wary, and followed him along the narrow forest trail with the natives ahead.

  Curious to get to know these people, Jon wouldn't miss the ce to see them before the group returo the fleet.

  They walked for about twenty minutes, while the men of the tribe occasionally looked at him with expressions full of both curiosity and caution, as if wanting to keep an eye on every movement of this stranger dressed ial.

  Jon, however, was unbothered by this, keeping his attention on the sights unfolding before him. The forest was rich, filled with pnts and all types of vegetation one would expe a tropical forest.

  Ieros, this type of fauna and flora did. Although the climate varied there, ranging from a desert kingdom to a freezing area at the two poles of the ti, the most fertile region of the Seven Kingdoms was still nowhere close to being tropical.

  The only pce to create such a forest would be… Artica. Additionally, Jon found himself captivated by the trees, pnts, and flowers, making a mental o collect many seeds before leaving this pce.

  Jon also couldn't help but think how, as a young man in Winterfell, he'd never imagined he'd be in Sothorys someday, a here he was, expl the known world and beyond.

  "Do you like our forest?" The voice of the elderly woman surfaced as she asked, walking beside Jon and breaking his train of thought.

  "Yes, I 't deny it; it's one of the most beautiful pieces of vegetation I've ever seen in my life," Jon responded calmly. He had many seeds in Artica, enough to grow all the world's fruits, but this colorful vegetation was something quite different. Everything here caught his attention, from the animals to the forest itself.

  "Tell me, you are ected to the forest, aren't you? Do you make the trees rise from the ground? How did you do that?" she asked again with great curiosity. Their nguage was a bit limited, and sometimes they spoke in loose words, but Jon could uand her while she spoke to him.

  The Arti king just gave a slight smile. "I've been blessed by the gods," Jon replied simply.

  "Really? By Inti?" She looked at him in surprise.

  "Who is Inti?" Jon asked.

  "He is the Sun God. We worship him; he and his guardian, who walks in this forest, protect us," she said.

  "Well, in the few years I've lived, I've discovered that this world has many gods. I wouldn't be surprised if oruly existed," Jon responded. After all, there was nothing that doted all the gods ience, making it difficult to believe in or deny them. The Seven did from what he'd seen, only the Old Gods and the Red God, whom he'd entered in Vontis.

  "Maybe you are blessed by him," she tinued murmuring, clearly not believing in ods, but Jon shook his head, almost ughing.

  "No, it wasn't he who blessed me. I have my own gods," he replied as they tinued walking through the forest.

  It wasn't long before they came across a vilge in the distance, in an area lower than the level of the forest. The straw and wood houses were shaped like huts, and smoke rose from various points in the vilge, which seemed to house at least 300 inhabitants, with no walls separating the vilge from the forest.

  The men with bone spears at the front quickly began murmuring orders to others waiting in the vilge, adjusting the entry so that those who had e to see the strangers at the vilge entrance opened a path for them to pass.

  The royal guards remained alert to any enemy attack, but Jon had already assured them that he was safe. He could see this through the many birds flying in the sky, trolled by him, as he had already mastered the area.

  The old woman led him to the ter of the vilge, where people, dressed in short and rudimentary clothes made from forest materials and animal skins just to cover their private parts, gathered and looked at them, f a rge crowd. They murmured about Jon and his guards in armor, calling him the "man of metal" and w who these strangers emerging from the forest were.

  "e with me; my granddaughter is very ill in her home," the old woman said, approag one of the huts.

  She exged a few words with another woman standing at the hut's entrance, speaking to her in a low tone. A small argument broke out, and the woman, who seemed to be either a daughter or daughter-in-w, excimed something to the elder, casting a suspicious look at Jon and the others.

  But in the end, the old woman mao vince her to let them in. The royal guards, not uanding what was happening, merely nodded and followed Jon ihe hut.

  The pce was entirely primitive, made only with resources the forest could provide. In the er, there was a bed of straw and animal skins, where a young woman of about 18 years y. She was burning with fever, sweating, and had nothing c her body to allow the heat to escape and keep her cooler.

  The old woman looked at the young girl, touched her forehead, then turo Jon and asked in the loguage, " you help her?" She practically pleaded.

  "Let me see her dition," Jon requested.

  The old woman stepped back, and Jon approached, toug the young woman's forehead. As he did so, he emitted a green glow that made the old woman widen her eyes as if she were witnessing a miracle.

  But Jon didn't stop there. He felt the fever burning in the girl's body, but he sehe problem wasn't in her head. He moved his hand downward, while the glow spread through her body, until he located the source of the fever and her weakeate.

  "She has green fever…" Jon remarked, not too surprised to see this here… but surprised that these people should have a high immunity to this disease.

  "Is there a cure?!" The old woman asked, not surprised by Jon's words.

  "I try to develop it, but I won't be able to cure her just like that…" Jon admitted. He o study how the disease funed, and he already inteo do so by taking blood samples from some of these people. He had, however, found a perfect subject for his experiment; after all, he could work on a remedy directly.

  "That's good…" The woman said, though with a to as joyful as before.

  "You're hiding some things, aren't you? You already knew she had this disease." Jon accused her as the atmosphere grew tense i, and the royal guards g the woman, even though they didn't uand what the king was saying—it didn't sound good.

  "I knew…" she admitted.

  "I figured… but you were hoping I'd cure her, from what you're saying… this must happen often in this vilge, doesn't it?" Jon asked, now more curious.

  "Yes…" the woman said and tinued. "Every month, someone suffers from the disease… so we must take them as a sacrifice to Inti's guardian, who resides in the forest and protects us," she said, and Jon raised an eyebrow.

  "So you send all your sick to die…" Joed what she said in the on tongue, and this time, his men listened.

  "Yes… but I didn't want Aki to go; she is my only granddaughter… and it would be a disgrace if my only desdao die…" she said, naming her granddaughter for the first time.

  Jon remained silent for a moment before he respoo her. "I try to heal her. How much time do I have?" Jon asked.

  "Three days before the ritual begins," she said.

  "I'll work as quickly as I , but I 't promise anything," Jon said, and she nodded in agreement.

  It didn't take long for them to start leaving the vilge, with the crowd watg as Joed, carrying a vial of blood drawn from the young woman.

  "Are you going to help her, my king?" one of the royal guards asked, and Jon nodded.

  "Of course. I see no reason not to do it; I may find a cure for two incurable diseases here. I won't miss the opportunity," Jon replied with a serious tone, and the others nodded in agreement with their king.

  As with most in the vilge, the old woman and the girl's mother could only watch Jon leave while some warriors spoke to the vilge matriarch, pining that she had brought strangers among them and thehem go like that.

  They argued that not everyone would wele the sight of men metal emerging from the sea and ing to them. After all, although some ships had e by, everyone who entered this pce usually fled without uanding why. And everyone on the ti knew about the green fever; no one wanted an incurable disease, so no one dared venture here.

  A discussion broke out in the vilge, with some saying Jon was blessed by a fn god since he could make pnts grow and even trol animals.

  Meanwhile, Jouro the bead resumed his research work, whivolved colleg pnts and analyzing them to see if they could be used to create some form to bat the diseases he aimed to cure.

  At one point, he returo his men, who were surveying the forest, watg for any attacks. "I want you to ehe forest and gather as many seeds as you from every type of tree. I them back to Artica," Jon instructed as he teo the terrarium he had set up trior.

  His men nodded and began to follow their king's orders, heading into the forest. They tihis for some time until night fell, when Jouro the ship with his men in a small boat, carrying seeds to work on throughout the night.

  And so he did. First, he began w with his ied men, studying greyscale aing closer to a cure. Then, he moved on to examining the blood he had collected from the young woman, trying to uand the effects of green fever and find a way to bat it.

  This tinued for some time, and Jon didn't even realize when dawn broke. He sighed, ae having stayed up all night, he rose a his boratory to have his first meal with his men.

  Returning to work a while ter, he maintaihe same routine for another day, going back to the isnd to cultivate more medial pnts.

  Meanwhile, the natives observed him from a distance, curious but not wary of the group.

  However, not everything was in vain that day. Jon finally mao find a bination of substahat could destroy the corrosive effects of greyscale during the night in his b. Excited, he called his men to apply his discovery.

  "This should do…" Jon prepared more of the same liquid formu, handing vials to them. "Take this every five hours; you should start to feel better in the ing days. Keep an eye on it a me know if there are any issues," Jon instructed.

  "Thank you, my king!" his men replied, enced to know their king had found a cure for them.

  Meanwhile, Jon was now fully focused on green fever. His time, however, was running out, and he hadn't slept in days, yet he tio work tirelessly over the few days.

  Then, the worst was about to happen. In the vilge, the old woman was g, devastated, as the men carried her granddaughter out of the hut—now covered with leather cloths, though still unscious—outside the vilge.

  There stood an altar Jon hadn't seen when he first visited, positioned fag the forest to the south.

  The men of the tribe carried the girl to the altar and id her there, and everyoched in silence from a distance while the old woman and the other woman, who had spoken to Jon outside the young woman's hut, wept. There was nothing more to be done. Jon hadn't appeared with a cure in the past few days, and now they o offer her as a sacrifice to the guardian as an .

  They began preparing the area, pg some pnts around the altar to burn, hoping the st would attract the forest guardian—and it did.

  After some time, heavy footsteps started to approach, causing the entire vilge to stir, waiting for the guardian, with some vilgers praying while looking directly at the sky.

  The guardian was drawing near, lured by the st the men had set up. With each step, the tremrew more inteil the creature emerged from the forest amidst the trees.

  It was an awe-inspiring, gigantic figure, t over 15 meters high, with red spots across its body, walking on two legs, and with arms too small for the size of its body. It banced only on its two legs due to this unusual body structure for an animal.

  As the creature drew closer, its shadow covered the girl's body while it slightly opes mouth, staring at the the vilgers had left for it. As it finally reached the altar, the vilgers watched, aced to the sacrificial ritual. The creature began to open its mouth full of teeth, leaning in, ready to devour the sick young woman.

  But just as everyohought the creature's jaws would close around the girl, with her retives weeping and even turning their faces away, it suddenly stopped. This made everyone look on, bewildered, as the creature slowly drew back, pulling its head away from the sacrifice.

  "She doesn't have to die." Suddenly, Jon's voice sounded as he stepped out from the forest and walked to the front of the entire vilge.

  The vilge fell silent, astoo see Jon, still in his armor, walking right up to the guardian. Everyone was shocked, watg him approach the creature in a way no one else dared.

  Jon looked at the beast, surprised at what he was witnessing, having never seen anything like it up close. Sothorys was home to all kinds of creatures, eveories that still roamed here.

  He had seen it while the area during his first night, with his animals patrolling the forest, and had hoped to enter it. Though he hadn't knowly what it was, he was impressed by its unique form. He hadn't imagined such creatures existed in the world. But, being an animal, Jon knew he could trol it. If he could and giant wolves, dragons, and even the Kraken itself in the sea, this creature wouldn't be a challenge.

  And that's exactly what he did. He quickly took trol of the creature as a warg, making it obey him, with its mind under his influence. "Stand aside," Jon ordered, pointing to where he wahe creature to stay.

  The creature obediently stepped back, breaking the grouh it, and stopped exactly where Jon had indicated.

  The men and women of the tribe looked on, speechless and terrified, witnessing not only someone approag the guardian without being devoured but also someoh the power to trol it—something they had never imagined possible.

  Jon ighe vilgers' amazement and turned his attention to the young woman oar, cheg if she was still alive. Seeing that she was still breathing but urgently reatment, Jon opened her mouth and took out a vial he had developed as a type of antibiotic remedy, hoping the effects would start in a few hours, though he k would take days for her to recover fully.

  After making sure the young woman had drunk the medie and tio sleep, Jon sighed, realizing she could be saved after all. But suddenly, Jon noticed the absolute silence around him. He looked up and was surprised to see the eribe kneeling before him, gazing at him in reverence.

  "What is this now?" Jon murmured, not quite knowing what to make of what he was witnessing.

  A moment ter.

  "Let's leave this pce…" Jon was on the ship at that moment, while a group from the tribe watched him from among the trees with admiration, their gaze fixed on him as the giant creature stood by his side.

  "My king… what is that?!" The royal guard was visibly afraid, watg the creature with caution.

  "They call it a Tyrannosaurus Rex, a very aype of creature, but they're on here in Sothorys," Jon expined, notig the creature staring back at him.

  "Do you pn t it to Artica, my king?" one of them asked, ed, as they wondered how such a creature would even fit on the ship.

  "No… I mean… not yet," Jon replied, a smile f on his face. "After the Yi-Ti voyage, we'll return here. I pn t it to Artica then," Jon said, but he wahis oo find a mate. From what he could see in its memories, this creature was over a hundred years old, which was why it was seen as the guardian of this region by the tribe, keeping other creatures away. Jon wanted a pair of these in Artica.

  "Anyway… let's get back to the ship and leave," Jon said, ign the eribe behind them. In the end, Jon tinued onward.

  "My king… why did they seem to be expeg something from you?" another royal guard murmured.

  "They hoped I would take them with me… after I trolled the creature… they think I'm a god or something like that. But I told them I'd return someday and would think about it," Jon admitted.

  And so they left Sothorys behind as Wind asked questions about what had happened, watg the creature step bato the forest and disappear. The natives remained, watg the ship as it departed, hoping that one day, Jon would return to them.

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