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  Jon Arctic POV

  Arcti Realm, nds beyond the wall, 295 Absp;at the same moment.

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  As Artica's fleet advahrough the el, passing by the farms of Artica, led by the fgship, they head toward the vast gate with the huge statue under stru, which serves as the entrand exit to the kingdom. As they pass through the gate, the fleet enters a territory outside the walls. They tinued in a long line of ships, the sailors along the al's banks noticed small tribes and s of the free people watg the fleet's passage. Some react with admiration, others with caution, but no oried to stop them, just from afar.

  Jon, standing on the deck of his ship, observes these tribes with a somewhat thoughtful look. "Jon, you 't save everyone..." Ygritte ented by his side.

  "I know, but I still don't uand why these people won't go to Artid I know most of them are not bad people..." Jon ented with a sigh.

  "Unfortunately, many believe that the kingdom you built is a southern kingdom, against their beliefs of the free people, but I'm sure most of them will e to Artice they realize the danger," she said calmly.

  "I hope so, there are still many people who be saved from the sughter that is happening," Jon murmured.

  As the fleet tis jourhe surrounding enviro begins to ge. The al widens, and the frozen banks give way to vast expanses of open water as they approach the salty and frozen water. The air bees colder and the sea breeze more intense, carrying with it the icy breath of the Arctic itself.

  "Incredible, this is the sea beyond the wall!" Arya approached Jon looking at the fleet entering the sea for the first time, now they were wearing warmer clothes, although Jon and even Arya had some natural resistao the below-zero cold of the pce.

  "Prepare sails, we have to get through this sea, stay alert at the helm," shouted the man responsible for steering the rge ship as he directed the ship's men to prepare, for in this sea there were rge icebergs and ice floes in the middle of the route to the south.

  Leaving the al behind aering the vast aless Sea of Ice, Jon's ship tinued leading and cutting through the icy waters with its reinforced hulls. Johes that air with satisfa, knowing that navigating those waters was quite dangerous, as there were violent storms, sea monsters from the legends of the north, and, of course, ice that trap and crush an unprepared ship. However, he had designed his ships and prepared his men for all these possible events more than 2 years ago.

  After the first ship left, the fleet followed its leader to sea, the Arti fgs fluttering in the wind, boasting the emblem of Artica: the blue snowfke.

  It didn't take long for the 200 ships to be at sea and everything around to turn into a byrinth of ice, with rge icebergs witnessing the passage of the fleet.

  "Turn to this board!" the captain shouted for the fgship to avoid a rge iceberg in front.

  "Look at that ice! It looks like a mountain!" Arya excimed.

  "Captain, the sea is frozen ahead!" said a Warg with his crow in the sky analyzing the route.

  There were many birds in the sky, as all the ships were analyzing the route and following the leader, on Jon's ship there were many birds on the sails ao the ship, sihis was the way to keep unication with all the ships and they all followed the main one while choosing the best route.

  "Our hulls cut through that ice," spoke the captain after entering his own northern owl, after all, he had to be a Warg too.

  They tihrough the ifested sea, dodging rge ice stones and cutting through the ice with the tip of the ship a few times. The sailors of the other ships, although trained, had no experience, even w with all their efforts to adjust sails and ging routes, trying to predict the uable movement of icebergs and floating ice masses, some ships entered some difficulties. Like the case of a galleon, the most agile and fast model of ship, veering too te from a submerged iceberg and scraping its side against the ice, tearing wood chips from the hull with a screeg sound, but still able to tihe jourhe Arti warriors were already w on the repairs.

  Another ship, a carrack loaded with supplies, uimates the strength of the cold currents and collides with a rger piece of ice. The impact is strong enough to shake everyone on board and leave a visible mark on the reinforced hull. Quickly, the crew mobilizes to check the iy of the ship, ensuring that it tihe journey. Jon observes these is from the deck of his ship, he orders the mile ships in the fleet and those with mainteerials to approach the damaged oo offer assistance. After that moment, the fleet no longer has major is in this ice maze and tihe journey.

  "Finally," Seryna ented o Jon, it was 4 hours as they passed through the icy sea and finally emerged into open water with less ice, which means they were heading south.

  "We are heading south!" Arya shouted the obvious joyfully.

  "Yes, maybe we should leave you at Winterfell?" Jon joked.

  "What?! Not yet!" Arya shouted, pouting.

  "I know, but we still have an agreement..." Jon said, and she averted her eyes.

  Johat his father must be so angry that it wouldn't be good for Jon to enter Winterfell at this moment. He had stopped sendiers a long time ago, sihe only messages from his father were demanding Arya return to Winterfell, but Jon does nret it, he khat this version of Arya after spending 3 years in Artica was much better than anything her version during that time in Winterfell could be.

  However, he wanted her to return home, always saying that even though she liked Artid showed no i iurning to Winterfell, she should still visit her parents and talk. Jon knew how shocked her father and mother would be as soon as Arya set foot again in her old home.

  Jon looked at Arya, now, with 11 namedays plete, Jon's sister was blossoming into a young woman of unparalleled beauty, promising to bee, most likely, the most beautiful woman in the world iure. Her grey eyes, so lively and curious, reflected the shine of the icy waters they sailed, she was beyoy a future great warrior and a woman who would be much smarter than Luwin, more prepared for and than her own father while at the same time sharper as a dy than her mother or brother could be, Arya was already strong, smart, aiful at this age.

  Jon should take her to Winterfell at this moment, but ended up deying it even more for the few years, seeing that she still had a ce to learn and grow, beyond what she already learned her basics, Jon pnned for her to learn not only about the art of navigation, the subtle art of iation, and the plexity of diplomatic retions they would fa this journey, but also about herself and the pce she wished to occupy in the world. At this moment, Arya was not just the younger sister of the king of Artica; she was an explorer, a warrior in training, and, above all, a Stark who would get to know the world on her own terms and not simply have her fate outlihrough a marriage tract for an alliaween two houses like most dies of Westeros.

  "Jon, you should have built malleys, we would impress the South more with a rge army!" Arya ged the subject.

  "Perhaps, but we are using this jouro iate, our carracks are full of Arctic products and gold ingots. I io clear all the ship's holds to not only pce our products ieros but bring back all kinds of things that we still need for the kingdom. Be they material products or animals as we bring," Jon said, looking towards the icy horizon.

  After that, Jon ended up going to his as the day ehey had already left a dangerous zoo navigate, with much less ice to tinue during the night and even so, wargs with owls would always be watg the sea.

  After spending a night with his wives, Joered the special kit for him and his family on his ship to have breakfast with products from his nd. As soon as he fihe first meal, he put on a cloak a outside, greeting a giant walking on the ded went to the edge of the ship where two eagles were watg him attentively.

  "How are you?" Jon touched the heads of the eagles, and they did not seem averse to his touch. The two eagles shook their bodies in a form of protest, making Jon ugh.

  "You are much more aced to our warmer nds, but you are naturally resistant to the cold, more so than your parents, so you will survive if you get used to it," Jon teased with a smile to the birds.

  The names of these particur birds were Phaenix and Bleufire, offspring of Caraxes and his mate. These eagles are a few years old, as Jon has been g for them siheir birth, but uhe other offspring Caraxes sired, these were iionally kept to the size of a on eagle freater utility, in addition to beiiful aic birds with the colorations of their parents, serving as agile and durable scouts for Jon in the sky.

  "e, you will stay with me today," Jon said, and the birds obeyed, nding on his shoulders quickly, which they usually did when not on a mission from their master, their attentive gazes and vibrant aking them a stant and f presence beside the king.

  Besides these birds, Jon only brought his nearly 3-meter wolf, Ghost, as his official animals, although Jon did not have many, he trolled many animals but could not give attention to all, unfortunately.

  The days tinued with the fleet speeding south, Jon maintained a routine of taking care of his wives, spending time with the animals, talking to the ship's captain and his men, solving problems and anding the fleet as his and was requested, and even training with Arya on the ship's debsp;

  A week of sailing brought the fleet in sight of Hardhome, where, Jon already knew as he ied the North beyond the wall with his animals, a rge camp still maintais pce there, while his eyes also flew over the area at that moment, even after three years. Jon had heard of Mance Rayder, the King-Beyond-the-Wall, in his years, but had never met him; he knew his camp was much further north but never really took an i in looking for him in those nds, as it would be futile as he could not leave Arti formation i years.

  The tinuous presence of the campers at Hardhome suggested they did not believe Jon's words many years ago. To Jon, every person's life recious, and the idea of saving those who could live uhe ws of Artica, instead of letting them perish at the hands of the white walkers, was something he always sought, but he could not save everyone and now did not have the time.

  Beside him, Tormund, a man who left behind the wild life to bee a key pie Artica, ented in his unique way.

  "I don't miss that por the life I had before Artica," he said, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon of Hardhome.

  Tormund, besides a strange friendship he built with Jon, had unwavering loyalty, had remarkably adapted to the new lifestyle. Jon had brought him into his inner circle, entrusting him with and positions and making him a valuable friend. Tormund had found satisfa in Artica, saying he lived better than any kneeler; as an Arti, he could fight, drink, and most importantly, take care of his daughters in pead safety.

  Oher side, as Artica's fleet advahrough the sea, the presence of 200 ships became visible against the vast blue emptiness of the northern sea. Johe free folk lurking along the coast could easily dis such a gregation of sails and masts on the horizon and did not o have eyes flying in the sky to see the rge number of "Ants" f on the beach at that moment.

  In the sky, he saw people from the beach exg and pointing at the ships, many w where those ships came from and what those fgs meant, with most believing they were southerrying to attack the north, but many still old in that camp knew very well what that fg symbol meant, as they still tell stories about how an 11-year-old boy came to them and killed a grown man easily while anding giants and riding a wer than they had ever seen armored in straal.

  "My king!" The captain approached Jon at that moment while he and Tormund were still looking towards Hardhome. After bowing his head iing, he tinued, "If we are at Hardhome, it means we are close to the Wall. Should we follow the pn?" He asked about leading the fleet as his king had already outlined.

  "Yes, our presen the North at this moment could lead to political implications and plicate our stay in the South, so let's avoid the Night's Watch starting to seers throughout the kingdom about a rge number of ships with unknown fgs ing from the north of the Wall without knowing their iions," Jon spoke, although Artica was not an unknown symbol, Jeor would have to do his job as lord ander of the Wall, and Jon wao avoid that.

  "Then we'll cut through the eastern side of Skagos as we agreed!" The man nodded ao give orders.

  "I still think we shouldn't fear the southerners..." Tormund murmured.

  "We don't fear them, Tormund, but before an enemy, it's better a friend," Jon spoke and tinued. "And remember, Artica has no enemies." Jon smiled.

  "It's not that Artica has no enemies, it's that Artica eliminates all of them..." Tormund murmured about the meaning of Jon's words.

  "You learn quickly, my good friend." Jon ughed.

  The fleet began to cut to the southeast, avoiding the coast of the Wall, thehe imposing Wall was not seen on the horizon, which made them miss a great view, but Jon would leave that for the way back.

  The mighty isnd of Skagos finally appeared a few days ter, and they followed, "Damn North, this isnd is a dream..." Jon could not help enting. Of all the pces in the North, this isnd was the most beautiful, as he saw its vegetation and mountains, with voloes and other pins.

  "What is that?" Jo something at that moment while looking at the isnd's mountains.

  "Jon, are you okay?" Arya asked beside him, seeing Jon ag strangely and murmuring something softly.

  "It's nothing... I think..." Jon ented, he had a brief vision as soon as he felt his mind being pulled towards those mountains, but he did not know whie, his vision suddenly darkened, and green fmes began to emerge from the same darkness, an emerald and malevolent eye seemed to be staring at him at that moment questioning his presehere, 'You think you dominate me, human?' The creature spoke these words inside Jon's mind as a challes voit and distorted.

  Jon took a deep breath, p what that thing was, ign Arya, but he knew very well what it was, on that isnd, there was a dragon, and it was ohat Jon could not handle... He would have to return to Artid see in the green vision who that dragon was, which seemed to have been sleeping on the isnd for a long time.

  As the fleet spent their days, they ended up approag the coast, alerting much of the Skagosi people, who seemed quite primitive, like the mountain s in the North.

  The dragon was not the only thing Jon entered in that sea, another e called him to the west, he saw something he never imagined, even in the green vision he had never entered one, as he would have to know the exact time and pce, leading the Arctig to believe they were just legends.

  It was at least 20 meters long, and its tentacles made it double in size, an a kraken, which left Jon shocked as he could see it in his mind. He did not know what called his mind to the creature, but he saw the a creature bee curious about him, allowing him to easily form a e between them. Jon saw its life trajectory, and this kraken was at least 130 years old, it came from the same sea, the Shivering Sea, further north, and had been traveling for years.

  Jon seemed to be versing with the Kraken, not with words, but with iions. The Krakeually submitted to Jon, giving him ahus, while sailing, Jon shouted to Arya, always the most enthusiastic of the group.

  "Arya! Do you want to see something cool?" He asked while he was a bit away.

  "What is it, Jon?" She approached as his wives also came closer, curious.

  "Pay attention. I have a new animal, and this one is quite useful on this journey," Jon said and pointed his fioward the clear sea, as there was no more i this part.

  Suddenly, tentacles began to emerge from the sea, leaving Arya and the others open-mouthed.

  "By the old gods! What is that?!" Tormund shouted, startled from a distance.

  "This is my kraken, it will apany us on this journey. I will call it... Serume!" Jon decred, excited about the new possibility. He brought the kraken close to the main ship and made it touch its tentacles with Arya, always wanting to try everything, no matter how dangerous or scary it might be for her.

  After a few days, they passed Skagos and tinued south, eventually passing the north and heading as their first stop to the extreme southern tip of Westeros, Dorhus 200 ships followed cutting through the sea along with a Kraken apanying the main ship submerged below it like a guard dog.

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