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Jon watched Aegon fighting a soldier.
"He's improved," he whispered.
He observed the boy move swiftly, striking at the soldier's blind spots.
"He's ready," he said.
"Jon!" he heard. Aegon approached him.
Jon greeted him.
"Is everything ready?" the boy asked.
Jon nodded.
"Yes, we'll leave in a couple of days," he said.
"Will Sansa go too?" Aegon asked, though he already knew the answer.
"Against my better judgment," Jon admitted.
Sansa had told Jon she would go as a healer. While Jon could summon healers, none matched her skill. There had been a big argument over it. Jon didn't want her in danger, but Sansa had been determined, direct, and unwilling to take no for an answer. She made a deal to always stay at Jon's side if he agreed.
Aegon nodded.
"I want to go too. I need real experience, practice in actual battles," he said.
Jon looked at him seriously.
"War is not a game. One mistake, and you're dead," Jon warned him.
"I know," Aegon said firmly.
"Connington?" Jon asked.
"He was angry, but he agreed," Aegon replied.
Jon nodded.
Jon Connington, Aegon and Rhaenys' guardian, was also an experienced commander, something Jon considered useful.
"We leave in a few days. If you have anyone to say goodbye to, I suggest you do it now," Jon said.
He turned and left, heading for the castle.
A beautiful woman waited for him at the gates.
Raenerys greeted him with a warm smile.
"Shall we have lunch?" she asked.
Jon smiled back at her.
He spent a pleasant afternoon with the princess.
As she gazed out the window at the gardens, Jon stared at her in a daze.
Taking advantage of the moment, he watched her in silent admiration, captivated by the grace and beauty of the Targaryen princess. Words escaped him. None seemed worthy enough to describe the incarnate beauty that was Raenerys Targaryen.
[T/N: Jon really likes the Targaryen's]
He approached slowly, positioning himself directly behind her, his arms surrounding her waist.
The girl didn't stop him. She threw her head back a little, resting it on the boy's right shoulder.
Jon's hands pulled her closer, pressing his body against hers.
She let out a long sigh of pleasure as Jon leaned down, smelled the scent of her neck, and kissed her.
Raenerys moaned softly, moving her face so her lips were within reach of the boy.
And they were.
Jon kissed her with desire.
The girl responded with the same intensity, while his hands roamed over her wherever possible.
"It's about time," she whispered when he finished kissing her.
He took the chance to give her another kiss, and then another after that.
Raenerys turned around, wrapping her arms around him.
The kiss deepened. The boy's hands slid down to her buttocks. She moaned in pleasure as she felt them squeeze her hard.
She jumped on him, her legs wrapping around his waist. Jon kept kissing her without stopping.
It couldn't be endured.
So many weeks wishing for this.
And here it was.
The Targaryen princess, all to himself.
The girl gasped as she watched Jon unable to stop his kisses, and neither could she. They moved to a wall where she leaned against it, while the boy continued kissing her for several minutes.
[T/N: How romantic, like a common whore.]
Then they stopped panting. She was still tied to his waist, but smiling at the position.
Jon leaned down and rested his forehead against hers.
Rae laughed at the feeling.
"Come," she said.
She took the boy's hand and dragged him out of the dining room, then immediately went to her bedroom.
Want me to keep going?
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Arya was walking through the forest near the Twins. She heard some howls and headed that way.
She looked closely and heard someone's footsteps approaching.
She took out her knife and hid.
She watched as the being appeared.
A huge wolf with grey fur and golden eyes.
"Nymeria," Arya whispered.
She quickly put away her knife and ran to the wolf.
She fell over in excitement before her and felt a tongue run over her face.
The girl cried her eyes out while hugging her faithful friend.
Out of nowhere, she found herself in the white room.
Arya blinked and looked at the computer.
{Congratulations you have found your familiar, and you have leveled up!
You have a request to join Jon Snow's team.
Arya looked confused at first but accepted the request.
"Arya?" she heard and saw Jon lying on the ground, naked.
The girl screamed when she saw him.
"Why are you naked?" she demanded, looking away.
"I was in bed, so why am I here?" he asked.
"I accepted your request for a team," she said without looking at him, all blushing.
"Do you sleep naked?" they heard and saw Ned Stark looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
Jon became nervous at the sight of Ned and made several attempts to cover his private parts from the view of his father and sister.
"It's hot in Valyria," Jon defended himself.
The old wolf raised an eyebrow higher.
He didn't believe him at all.
"Well, just stay in your underwear… fool," she told him.
Ned gave him some clothes for the moment. Jon tied the sack Ned gave him around his waist.
"You accepted my request, but I don't understand, you have to level up after joining the team to summon us," said Jon.
Arya chose to use FAQ to answer him.
{Initial levels must raise the level after accepting the team request to meet, however, that changes after the team leader passes level 30.
What if they reach higher levels?
If the player exceeds fifty, you can invite whoever you want as long as they own the game. No limit on people.}
Arya answered Jon.
"Oh," he said intelligently.
Ned smiled.
Arya looked at Jon with a furrowed eyebrow.
"Nymeria!" the girl said quickly, remembering why she was there.
"Did you find Nymeria?" Ned asked.
The girl nodded.
"Yes, and she became my familiar at level 3," she said.
"Level 3? Why did she go two levels ahead?" Jon asked.
Arya shrugged.
"Maybe the points Nymeria got since Arya became a player added up when they met," Ned said.
Jon nodded.
Arya looked at Nymeria's stats.
{Nymeria
Familiar
Level 1
Communication: Communicates with his master mentally.
Level 2
Dream of wolves: Shares its consciousness with its owner, when he sleeps.
Level 3
Heightened senses: The wolf's senses are doubled.}
"Nymeria is amazing," Arya said happily.
"Ghost is better, he's level 7," Jon provoked her.
Ned rolled his eyes while his children began an argument about which wolf was better.
"He can give me his wolf senses, let out a roar that intimidates others, and let out a howl that summons other direwolves," Jon listed to Arya.
She bit her lips.
"Well, Nymeria will also have that and much more, and she will do it much better than Ghost," she clarified.
Ned sighed.
Jon, on the other hand, had a smile; he missed arguing with his little sister.
"It's time to go, Arya, we have to get back to our business... And Jon, you should sleep with some clothes on," Ned clarified as if he knew his secret.
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Bran looked intently at the tower; the guards were waiting for something to happen.
Arthur Dayne was waiting for someone.
"Sir Arthur," the boy heard.
Bran watched his father enter; he was young, a child, not an adult, a young adult.
Bran watched Arthur and Ned exchange words, and then all hell broke loose. The knights faced the rebels.
He watched his father face Arthur Dayne, the Morning Star, and be destroyed by him.
"This can't be, it wasn't like that," Bran muttered.
"Wasn't it?" asked the raven.
Bran shook his head.
"My father lives, Arthur Dayne died," Bran clarified, watching Arthur approach an unarmed Eddard Stark.
"I'm sorry, Ashara," whispered the Dayne, raising his sword.
But a new man attacked him from behind, stabbing him in the stomach.
Bran recognized him as Howland Reed, Meera, and Jojen's father.
His father looked at Howland in disbelief, then at Arthur.
"No, I can't, he's Ash's brother," he whispered.
Arthur smiled at this.
"Let me go, Ned. With Elia," he pleaded.
Ned looked at him and nodded.
He beheaded him.
Bran watched him leave for the tower.
"Attacking him from behind, eliminating an unarmed man, that was dishonorable. Father lied," he said.
The raven nodded.
"Something very common in men, to give their children a model so that they live an imaginary adventure... Lying is something that everyone does, dishonoring for the greater good. Believe me, I know about that," said the raven.
[T/N: you try to make your children be better than you were.]
Bran sighed at this and found himself walking out of the vision and into the white room.
"Here we go again," said Bran.
He went to the computer.
{Congratulations, you have leveled up and you have a team request from Jon Snow.}
"Jon," he murmured in shock.
"Team?" he muttered.
{Will you accept the team request?
Yes/No}
The boy immediately pressed yes.
"BRAN!" he heard and turned around to be caught by a crying Arya.
"Arya?" he asked, looking at her.
The girl hugged him tighter.
"It's not a dream, it's not a dream," she whispered.
He raised his eyes and looked at his father with tears in his eyes, and Jon who looked at him with a smile.
"What happened to you?" Ned asked.
The Starks and Snow quickly hugged each other.
Bran told his story: the capture of Winterfell by Theon, the escape with the help of the wolves, Rickon, Hodor, and Ossa, his encounter with the Night's Watch, the wildlings, the White Walkers and the fate of Uncle Benjen, and finally his arrival with the three-eyed raven.
"I see, so Benjen has fallen?" Ned muttered.
Bran noticed that he was somewhat stunned since he hadn't said anything about the walkers, but on the other hand, finding out that his younger brother had fallen was perhaps a greater trigger than any supernatural threat to his father.
"In some ways, he is still fighting for the living, but he is not alive," Bran told him.
"I see," Ned whispered.
Bran turned to Jon, who had a frown on his face. The walkers clearly worried him more than Ned Stark, but otherwise, he seemed calm, as if he had known Bran was alive before the others.
"Are you not surprised like the others?" Bran asked Jon.
"I knew there was a chance you were alive," he told him.
"WHAT!?" Ned and Arya exclaimed.
Jon sighed.
"The trackers informed me that some things didn't seem to fit with the story, and they investigated the area. They found the traces of two children burned alive, but there were no traces of wolves. In addition, they found clues that two wolves accompanied by two children and two adults were on the outskirts of Winterfell," said Jon.
"Why didn't you tell us last time?" Arya demanded, knowing that they had met Jon the day before.
At this, he gave a tired sigh.
"I didn't want to give you hope. It was a very remote possibility. I wanted to make sure. Believe me, little wolf, if there was a high possibility, I would have told you, but giving you false hope would be a terrible thing. Sansa herself doesn't know it yet, and she is by my side every day," he said.
Arya frowned but sighed.
"I see. I understand your point. I don't like it, but I understand it," she said.
"I'm more worried about the White Walkers, and you say that you found out from the wildling who helps you that the wildlings have joined with a king?" Jon asked Bran.
Bran nodded.
"Yes, according to Ossa, his name is Mance Rayder and he has united most of the wild peoples or whatever the free peoples are called," he said.
"An attack on the Wall is imminent," Jon said.
Ned nodded.
"I think we're going to have problems," he said.
"First of all, explain to me what you have done?" Bran asked.
Jon and Ned looked at each other and began to talk.
"Let me get this straight: you went to Essos, you took Valyria, you're now the king, and while you were at it, you conquered Volantis," said Bran.
"Well, that's one way to put it. And now I'm going to war against the slave cities," he said.
"WHAT!?" Ned and Arya shouted.
Bran laughed at that.
"Can you stop going to war every five minutes?" Ned muttered, annoyed.
Jon shrugged.
"If I don't go, they'll continue attacking Volantis, and they'll end up taking it," said Jon.
"It's not fair. I'm leaving to avenge you, it turns out that you're alive, and fighting with White Walkers and wildlings, and you go to a war without taking me, and here Dad doesn't let me do anything," Arya reproached them.
"Wars aren't fun," Ned told her.
"And what about the North, after Theon burned Winterfell?" asked Bran.
Ned sighed and told him his sins.
"I see. Well, I must admit that I don't feel love for the Ironborn, although it seems a bit exaggerated to me to eliminate them completely," he said.
Ned sighed.
"These are things that couldn't be avoided... Rickon?" he asked.
"Training with the Children of the Forest. He has changed a lot. He also has the game and is very good at using it. He defeated more than ten Wraiths alone," he said.
Arya growled, hearing him.
Even Rickon, her baby brother, was having a good time with his adventures. She should never have left Essos.
Jon looked at her with amusement.
"We'll find a way to get to you," Ned promised.
"No... Focus on the wars. I will finish my training here, and I will only leave when I am ready, not before," the boy clarified.
"Brandon," said Ned.
"No, even if you come with an army, I will stay to finish my training," he said.
The others remained silent.
Jon laughed.
"You lost, Father. That's the look of someone who won't back down. He's too much like you," Jon told him.
Bran smiled at him.
Ned looked annoyed and sighed.
'And now what do I tell Cat?' the old wolf thought, annoyed.
"Very well. I will inform your mother. Prepare to receive a good punishment from her when you return," Ned promised him.
Bran gulped but was not intimidated.
Without saying anything else, he approached the computer. He reached level 10 with 2 skill points.
[T/N: That's a wrap! God I'm so mad, I lost over two hours of work because the power tripped
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