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  Thrid Person POV

  Yi-Ti, 296 AC.

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  "You ended up on this side of the world... curious..." Jon remarked, looking at the man. He was surprised to see a Lanhough he didn't know the man's story and didn't like that family o, Jon wasn't oo go chopping off heads just for sharing their blood.

  "Yes... I came here on a mission, but it ran into some... plications," the man replied.

  "And you ended up here..." Jon ented.

  "Yes... I've lived here for years," he said.

  "You speak as if you 't go back. I imagihere aren't direct ships to Westeros, but that doesn't mean you couldn't travel port to port..." Jon said.

  "Yes... but I owe a debt to the man who saved me and brought me to this city. And I also have some personal matters to attend to..." he expined, pointing directly at the samurai who had introduced him to Jon.

  "I see," Jon replied, eyeing the man with curiosity. The man smiled before tinuing.

  "Either way, I was surprised when fifty ships from Westeros docked in the harbor. Nothing like that has ever been seen in Yi-Ti's history. You are certainly skilled navigators, especially given Yi-Ti's situation," the man said with a friendly toill smiling.

  "We entered some storms and had to deal with a few pirates, but nothing too difficult," Jon responded calmly.

  "That's truly incredible. Wheern merts mao reach here, it's usually in much smaller numbers. Nothing in history pares to a fleet of that size. I heard your ships are loaded with goods, and that you're meeting with the Shogun," the man said.

  "Yes. I'm looking to establish trade with this side of the world," Jon expined.

  "How is that even possible? I've never heard of your kingdom. It's as if you came out of nowhere," Gerion said, scrutinizing Jon closely.

  It was clear he hadn't been ieros when Jon began building his kingdom. Even so, it had taken years for the tio learn of Artica's existence.

  "When did you leave Westeros?" Jon asked, while his guards and even the nearby samurai listened silently. No one dared to interrupt sihey were speaking in the on Tongue.

  "One year after the Greyjoy Rebellion," Gerion replied.

  Jon raised an eyebrow. That was a year before he himself had left Winterfell. Theon had arrived two years before Jon had departed.

  "I see... Well, my situation was a bit plicated to expin back when you left Westeros. Anyway, I was known as Jon Snow, ark's bastard son. Beside me is Arya Stark," Jon revealed his inal identity, leaving Gerion stunned.

  "I see... I heard Eddard Stark had a bastard after the war, but I never imagined meeting him like this..." Gerion said. Then, looking at Jon curiously, he let out a small ugh. "By the way, where is this Artica? Did you quer a kingdom ieros or something? And how does a boy—what are you, 17?—call himself king of this Artica?" he tinued, chug, perhaps nervously.

  "..." Jon studied him to see if he was mog him, but the man seemed to have that kind of personality. Jon sensed no malice from the Lannister. "Well, that would be a long story. I believe we discuss it ter, but I'd like you to help my men learn the loguage and act as a guide. Are you avaible for that?" Jon asked, wanting to ge the subjed focus on other matters with the city's lord.

  "No problem at all, King of Artica," Gerion responded with a smile. Arya, standing beside Jon, raised an eyebrow at how easily he ughed. Perhaps that was why he was called the "Laughing Lion."

  "Great. Take our friend to the ships. I want him to assist the ministers in learning and developing the loguage," Jon ordered the guards. Gerion said his goodbyes a, escorted by some of Artica's royal guards.

  Jon theuro Kin'emon, who had been standing nearby, quietly the versation in anuage. "Well, as I mentioned, ostpohe sword fight until tomorrow. I'd like to discuss some trade matters with you, if you're avaible," Jon suggested.

  "That's no trouble at all, King of Artica. How about I apany you around the city? I'm sure you're curious to see how Yi-Ti funs. Your pregnant wife remain with mine while I show you around," Kin'emon offered.

  "That's more than fih me," Jon agreed, gng at Arya. "Do you want to e too?" he asked.

  "Yes," Arya replied. Although she was ied in the sword fight, she still wao apany Jon.

  Jon quickly spoke with Ygritte, telling her he'd return for her ter, and the group set off. Kin'emon mounted a horse alongside Jon, Arya, the royal guards of Artica, and a few samurai with their retainers. Together, they passed through the city gates, moving forward to explore the city.

  The group rode through streets paved with stone, paying close attention to the intricate decorations surrounding them.

  "You certainly seem to love jade, don't you..." Jon ented, the goods adorned with green stones, particurly statues, dispyed by the merts.

  The locals attempted to sell their wares as the group passed, showing respect to the city's lord while casting curious g Jon and his panions.

  Merts tinued shouting their offers in the bustling market, while the sts of spices, inse, aic fruits filled the air as they rode through.

  "Life here is very lively..." Jon remarked, pulling the reins of his horse as he observed a square. A fountain, richly decorated in Yi-Ti style, stood in its ter, surrounded by children pying while adults bartered or carried baskets of fresh produce.

  "This is the Lotus Square," Kin'emon expined beside Jon. "It's where many of the humbler merts sell their goods. Yin is the rgest city in the empire when it es to ports scattered across Yi-Ti. We supply all parts of the empire through the trade that inates here, famous for our spices, silks, and jade."

  "Where do you get your jade?" Jon asked. He had aken an i in precious stones from the other side of the world, but now that he was in Yin, his curiosity had been piqued.

  "Yi-Ti, besides beiile, is also mountainous. We have rich jade deposits in the mountains, underground, or in riverbeds," Kin'emon expined.

  "Iing..." Jon said, already thinking about purchasing some of the stoer, but decided to leave that for aime.

  "Your fabrics seem very different from what we have in the West," Jon said, notig a man selling a variety of textiles and bowing his head to them.

  "Our silk is fine, yet well-crafted and reinforced," Kin'emon expined.

  Jon nodded and turo Arya, eared to be admiring the fabric. "If you want to buy it, go ahead," Jon said, seeing her surprised expression before she nodded.

  Arya was very feminine when she wasn't fighting. Perhaps Lady Stark's aa Mordane's pints about her behavior ba Winterfell had beeo the pressure they pced on her. Now that she had left Winterfell with Jon, Arya seemed freer to express herself.

  Jon watched as Arya carefully chose a fabric, speaking in the loguage to the vendor while the royal guards stood protectively around her. He couldn't help but notice a different tone in how he looked at her. Arya had turned 13 during the journey and would soon be 14. She was truly being a very beautiful young woman, catg the attention of everyone around.

  "Jade Flower?" Jon murmured as he overheard the mert's wife something to Arya and callihat as she tried on a dress.

  "Like our jade stone, which is the most precious gem in Yi-Ti, associated with purity, elegance, and value. Our princess is regarded in the same way; it's how we view someone of extraordinary beauty," Kin'emon expined.

  "I see. I still don't know the name of the royal family. Could you enlighten me?" Jon asked while watg Arya delicately pie fabrics, clearly appreciating the unique designs. Some eveed mountains and bonsai-like trees, things rarely seen ieros.

  "Of course. The imperial family is the Kozuki family. Our Shogun is Kozuki Oden, his eldest son and heir is called Kozuki Momonosuke, and the princess's name is Kozuki Hiyori," Kin'emon expined. Jon couldn't help but feel a strange weight upon hearing Momonosuke's name.

  "I see. Is the Empress not alive?" Jon asked.

  "No, Empress Toki passed away more than five years ago. The Emperor never remarried, as he didn't want to risk a flict over the throne for his son. While we value ethics, honor, and morality, there are still many among us who hunger for power..." Kin'emon said.

  "Almost everyone does..." Joed, surprised to hear some of the ued things Kin'emoioned.

  'There must have beerayals among the most iial people in the try...' Jon thought.

  When Jouro Arya, she no longer appeared to be indulging her femininity. She was now standing in front of a on shop filled with short swords, longswords, and spears. Their bdes were etched with local symbols. The vendor, wary of the royal guards, demonstrated the power of a katana by slig a log in two with a sirike.

  Jon couldn't help but smile at Arya as she watched, her curiosity evident. He took a few steps closer to her on his horse.

  "Are you already abandoning Dark Sister?" Jon teased.

  "Of course not!" Arya shot back.

  "The's move on," Jon suggested. She nodded, deg not to buy anything, though she had already piled a rge amount of fabrito a royal guard, who would have to carry it all back to the ship.

  The group tihrough the bustling streets of the market. Jon grew ied wheiced an elderly woman selling a variety of items, including drinks, bonsai trees, and other pnts.

  "Lord Kin'emon!" the woman excimed upon seeing the city lord, quickly bowing.

  "Rise," Kin'emon said simply, notig Jon's i in her shop.

  "Traveler..." she murmured, unsure of how to address him.

  "King of Artid a special guest," Kin'emon expined, watg as Jon dismounted his horse to examihe woman's wares.

  "It's fine," Jon said. He didn't want anything formal; it was refreshing to walk through a city without stantly hearing people calling him a king or Azor Ahai. He enjoyed being in a pce where no one revered him.

  Jon examihe ly arranged shelves, filled with small packets of tea. Nearby were different types of dried leaves, each with its own distinct aroma.

  "Wele to my shop... King of Artica..." the woman said, bowing slightly after Kin'emon introduced him. "Would you like to try the Jade Moon Tea? It is the rarest in Yi-Ti."

  Jon looked at the woman. "What makes it so rare?" he asked, gng at the tea she had pointed out.

  "The pnt only grows in the mountain fields to the east, and it's harvested once a year uhe full moon. They say each sip brings strength and crity," the woman expined with a smile.

  "That's iing," Jon murmured, examining the leaves and the small packet ready to be brewed in hot water. "I want you to buy out the entire shop," Jon said to one of his guards, who the order. The uzzled by Jon's use of the on Toood frozen.

  "He said he's buying everything," Arya transted, as the woman froze in shod Kin'emon smiled. He wasn't impressed, knowing Jon was exceedingly wealthy and would be bringing much gold to Yi-Ti, but he was slightly surprised by the Arti king's i.

  The woman began to smile. "Thank you, King of Artica... It's so wonderful to receive such a generous fner. May the tea bring luck to your journey."

  "Thank you," Jon replied, watg as his men began colleg all the tea while ensuring she didn't overcharge. Leaving a few of his men to finish the task, Jon tinued walking with Kin'emon through the streets.

  "Your people are truly fasating..." Jon ented as they passed more shops. At the fish market, Joed the same process as with the tea, buying out several stalls due to the exotic local fish. He had asted them before; while they had caught some in the Jade Sea upon arrival, the supply was limited, and Serume couldn't simply hunt and deliver fish to Jon with its tentacles.

  "Yes..." Kin'emon nodded. "The people of Yi-Ti value bahey work hard but always find time to celebrate life. Still, this doesn't fully show the city's true character... These are difficult times, ahe people strive to maintain their hospitality," he said. The city seemed calm pared to what it had been before the invasion, which surprised Jon.

  As they versed, a group of children approached, their wide eyes filled with curiosity as they stared at the fners.

  "Where are the giants?!" they excimed. They had expected to see the giants, but those were back at the port or iy lord's castle, as they couldn't easily move through the crowded streets, especially with Ygritte staying there.

  "e here," Jon called to one of the children. The boy cautiously stepped forward, watg Jon as he smiled warmly.

  "There aren't any giants here, but you see them on the ships at the port. Have you ever seen a direwolf?" Jon asked. The boy looked at him skeptically. He was about the same age Jon had been when he left Winterfell, ae his distinctly Yi-Ti appearance, Jon could see himself in the child—a boy who found small joys in his curiosities during his own childhood at Winterfell.

  "No..." the boy murmured, his eyes fixed on Jon with a mix of suspi and wonder.

  "Then go to the port tomorrow m. I'll be riding my direwolf then. Here, he looks like this." Jon pulled a small silver wolf emblem from his pocket. Handing it to a nearby guard, he had the man pass it to the child since Jon hadn't dismouhe boy examihe object with a mix of curiosity and fusion, then smiled shyly before running back to his group of friends.

  Kin'emon watched the iion with a smile. "A direwolf?" he asked, clearly unfamiliar with the term, though he noted something else. "You have a way with people. That's a good quality in a leader."

  Jon smiled back, his gaze sweeping over the city around him. "I have to have that quality—and others—otherwise, I wouldn't deserve to be called King of Artica. After all, we are the most powerful people in the world," Jon said with a grin.

  "Bold words, King of Artica," Kin'emon remarked.

  "Perhaps, but it's what I believe," Jon replied.

  "You mentioher qualities. May I ask what those are?" Kin'emon inquired, while the samurai nearby cast slightly suspicious g Jon. However, their respect for him had grown after what they had seen iraining yard. Despite initial doubts, Jon's approachable demeanor and his sistent honor in keeping his word had earheir admiration.

  "I've set certain criteria for what a king of Artica must embody. It spares the kingdom a lot of trouble. A king must be both an inspiring leader and an effective ruler. He must be as just as he is shreolitically astute. He must be both a warrior and a general. And, stly—but no less important—he must be an eloquent speaker, able to address thousands as an oratotiate and trade with a small group. Only someoh these qualities is fit to govern Artica," Jon expined, outlining the principles of his kingdom.

  "..." Kin'emon remained silent for a moment, pting Jon's words before turning ba with a broad smile. "That's certainly very iing. The more I get to know you, the more I like you," he admitted with an open smile.

  Jon tinued walking through the city. They left the bustling market area aered the wealthier district, where jewelry shops lihe streets. Jon decided to buy some jade jewelry to gift his group of women. Arya received a neckce, and though she didn't refuse, she seemed genuinely awed by the golden neckce adorned with jade.

  Jon also apanied her into a on shop, oh finely crafted arms. Acc to Kin'emon, the shop beloo the fi bcksmith in Yin, perhaps eveire southern region.

  Jon ended up purchasing many of the ons, mentioning that he was beginning to build a colle of ons from all over the world. Arya apanied him, while his royal guards started using carts to carry the items they had bought.

  "I think with this, we head back," Kin'emon suggested, having shown them a good part of the city.

  "Alright, let's return to your mansion so I pick up my wife," Jon said.

  Kin'emon nodded, and they returo the city lord's mansion. There, they found Ygritte deep in versation with Kin'emon's wife about paintings. The two women shared a on hobby, exging experiences while admiring the Yi-Ti woman's gallery.

  In the end, Jon bid farewell to Kin'emon's family as he began his return to the ship with the goods they had purchased. He wondered how the Lannister was faring in his task.

  Jon couldn't see it now, but he would be surprised ter. Gerion was in a tense moment, his usual easy smile gone as he listeo ats of what had transpired ieros. He learhat his nephew had been taken hostage by the Artis, his older brother forced to bow his head, and that they had lost their most formidable enforcer in a failed attempt at retaliation.

  Gerion couldn't prehend just how dangerous this group before him truly was. To him, his eldest brother had always seemed invincible.

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