Jon listened to Frederic Maegyr, Sansa and Arya's friend, who apparently became engaged to Robb in Westeros according to what he heard from Lord Maegyr.
' I wish I had known that before coming ' the boy thought with annoyance.
But he couldn't do it, his father left his group, and he didn't get any information thanks to that.
The old man supported them in the Volantis rebellion, they were never in favor of slavery, but even if they insisted on freeing the slaves to create chaos, many were slaves from birth and knew nothing other than to obey their masters.
The old man informed him that if he wanted to control Volantis he had to control its strongest points, those were monuments of the city's greatness and were controlled by the Volantis triad.
The two most powerful families since ancient times, who descended directly from Valyria.
The elephants who managed the economy, a large group of merchants and usurers.
And the tigers who drove the military, they were warriors.
The locations were the harbor, the black wall, the temple of R'hllor, the merchant's house, and the long bridge, each controlled by one of the two families.
The port was infested with warrior slaves who patrolled the streets day and night, controlled by elephants.
The black wall divided the old Volantis from the new, the old era where the nobles of Valyrian blood lived and the new where the others did, were controlled by the two families.
The temple of the Lord of Light, the most important religion in Volantis, was filled with warrior monks and warlocks, partially controlled by the tigers.
The Merchant's House was the most important hotel in Volantis, where all the markets met and was guarded 24 hours a day by warrior slaves, controlled by elephants.
The Long Bridge was the only connection across the Rhoyne River to the markets of Volantis and was controlled by the tigers.
Frederic told them that if they wanted to take Volantis they would have to take those five places without a doubt.
But before doing that they had to take care of the family leaders. The plan itself was to make them suspect each other and attack each other, leaving them weak so they could finish them off.
Arya opted to infiltrate the great houses, eliminate the leaders, and let chaos consume her enemies.
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Jon Connington was a little paranoid, he and Prince Aegon left hours ago hoping to find a ship, unfortunately, the ports were temporarily closed, a problem with a ship, the leader of the elephants, he ordered the total closure of the port until a fleet is built.
What do they want to invade?
Connington didn't know.
But he was nervous, Princess Elia Martell's best friend, Ashara Dayne and he had disagreed on many things in their quest to place Aegon on the Iron Throne but they did put their priorities aside in protecting Aegon and Rhaenys.
Jon Connington didn't know who the young man he was spying on really was, but if he was a Stark there was no doubt about it.
Currently, the young man was talking to the code red mercenaries, they seemed to know each other and he was handing over a bag.
' Buying their services, or information ' he thought.
The mercenary looked at the bag and whistled, he said something to the others, they approached and nodded, a laugh was heard throughout the room, one seemed to be annoyed, before the young man left the tavern.
Aegon and he followed him through some streets and he went into an alley, they followed him and saw the boy leaning against a wall and waiting for them.
Jon was aware that the look he gave them was one of great calm, he was not intimidated at all.
' Since when did he know we were following him? ' he thought.
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Arya sighed and fell asleep on the bed.
Her dream turned strange, she was with a pack of wolves, attacking some armed men with a Southern appearance.
The girl approached the water and looked at her reflection in it.
"Nymeria? " she whispered when she noticed her face.
She heard a howl and the girl woke up with a start.
She looked around and was in the white room.
She went to the computer.
{You have reached a new familiar level, because of your strong connection with your Familiar Nymeria.
You are given two Skill points as a reward for your talent.}
The girl blinked and smiled widely.
"Nymeria" she murmured before leaving.
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Jon sighed tiredly before entering the place, he walked over to a table with some men sitting at it and sat down.
"What do you want? Jon?" Ramon muttered.
Jon smiled at him.
"I thought you died on a mission, what are you doing here?" asked the code red leader.
Jon looked at him calmly.
"Hiring you, what else?" he said.
The man looked at him curiously.
"What are you planning? " he said.
"Taking Volantis," he said.
Ramon laughed.
"Oh god you've gone completely crazy" he muttered.
"I'm serious," he said, placing a bag on the table.
Ramon frowned and took it, looked inside, and let out a high-pitched whistle, other mercenaries approached and saw the gold in it.
"With this, you can easily live a life of luxury" one muttered.
Ramon frowned.
"Why now?" he asked.
"Volantis screwed me, I screw them," he said.
The mercenaries laughed.
"Valyria…So it's true, how? No, it doesn't matter…if you want my help in conquering the city, you must give me something more than gold, boy" Ramon said.
Jon nodded.
"How about the position of general in the new Volantis? " he said.
Ramon opened his eyes.
"That's…better" he admitted.
"What about me?" asked another mercenary.
"Lieutenant," Jon smiled at him.
"And me?" asked a muscular man with dark skin.
"Merchant," Jon told him seriously.
The others laughed.
The mercenary looked at him annoyed.
"The Elephants and Tigers are paranoid, Jon. It won't be easy" said Ramon.
Jon nodded.
"Let me handle that, you do what you do best. Chaos" Jon said.
Ramon laughed. And then he nodded.
"You need help with your... friends," he said.
Jon smiled.
"No, they don't seem to be thieves, I will interrogate them in a few minutes, I can count on your support, general," he asked.
Ramon looked at him with a smile.
"Code Red is ready, Your Majesty," he said.
Jon nodded and walked out of the place.
His friends followed him closely, too closely, the boy couldn't understand why they couldn't hide it any longer, he turned into a dead end and leaned against the wall waiting for them.
They both seemed surprised to see him waiting for them.
"I recommend you take a distance of at least twenty feet before following someone," Jon told them.
The boy drew his sword and ran towards him, Jon saw that he was tall but he seemed inexperienced, he evaded his sword without even unsheathing his own and pushed him aside.
The boy looked his age and fell down and dropped his sword. The man pulled out his own. Jon looked at him and had a face similar to those in the stormlands.
"Did the Lannisters send you?" he asked.
The man frowned and Jon took a few steps back.
"STOP!" someone shouted as they arrived.
The boy turned around and saw the girl he saw the day before, the girl was accompanied by the other beautiful woman who accompanied her the day before.
The girl walked straight to Jon. And bowed her head.
"I'm so sorry," she said.
"Eh," he said confused.
The man looked at her with a confused look as well, the girl approached the lying boy and hit his head.
"AW," he shouted.
"Fool! Fool Griff!" she said.
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?" the man in pain shouted.
"APOLOGIZE NOW" She yelled at him and started pulling his ears.
"Aw, aw, no please no more, Aw I'm sorry, I'm sorry," said the boy.
Jon felt sorry for him.
The girl approached Jon with Griff being dragged along.
"I'm so sorry, my brother and father got jealous, they thought that because we saw each other on the street, mom told them that you seemed charming, you certainly do, they got jealous and came to scare you," she told him.
" So that was it " Jon sighed.
"No problem, I thought they were murderers...But well, I guess everything is solved" he said.
She nodded.
"By the way, I'm Liz," she said smiling.
"Jon" he smiled at her.
Griff frowned, but was once again hit by the girl.
"Well Jon, maybe we'll see each other around town," she said.
The boy watched her walk away with the two of them.
The girl's rear end was captivating though, as she walked with her small waist, unconsciously moving it from left to right, Jon felt mesmerized by the movement and also felt like he had to give them a warning of what was coming.
"Volantis is not safe" He explained to them and they stopped.
"A storm is coming, it would be better if you leave the city for a while"
[T/N: DUMB ASS!]
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Arya looked at the white room, she had been training in Talisa's family garden and quickly leveled up. She had opted to improve concealment, perhaps it was more useful than cursed magic since she had to infiltrate.
She looked at the computer before reaching it and entering the character menu.
{Name: Arya Stark
Title: None
Skill Points: 5
Level: 14 (0/2800)
Health: 750/750
Mana: 2100/2100
Attributes: Low
Skills: 2
Concealment Magic level: 1
Cursed Magic level: 3
Do you want to spend two skill points and gain the Concealment Magic level: 2 skill?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
Arya felt cold, very cold. Colder than in the North, colder than anywhere she had ever been, then a sharp pain in her stomach, she fell to the ground, and felt another stab and another, as if she were being stabbed. She moaned when they stopped and looked at the computer.
{Concealment magic Level: 2
Cost: 300 mana per spell
Teleportation: Teleport anywhere you want. (You must know the place you want to go) }
Arya looked in shock, what an incredible skill, she should have chosen concealment before. She still had enough points left to get one more concealment magic level, but it would leave her at 0 points, the girl shrugged and pressed Concealment Magic again.
{Do you want to spend three skill points and gain the Concealment Magic Level: 3 skill?
Yes/No}
She pressed yes.
Arya felt cold, very cold. Colder than in the North, colder than anywhere she had ever been, then a sharp pain in her stomach, she fell to the ground, and felt another stab and another, as if she were being stabbed. She moaned when they stopped and looked at the computer.
{Concealment Magic Level: 3
Cost: 90 mana per spell.
Mind reading: You hear the thoughts of the people around you. It lasts for a minute.
The girl's mouth watered at the skill.
"Why didn't I choose concealment before?" she muttered.
It would have been so helpful.
The girl shook her head, she couldn't think about it anymore, now she was more than ready to eliminate the leaders.
She just had to get to them, and her new magic would definitely help.
Teleportation would allow her to escape, although it consumed a lot of mana, curiously the concealment magic skill from level: 2 consumes more than double that of level: 3.
The girl left the room, looked at the garden and suddenly thought of the place where Sansa practiced her medicine.
" teleportation " the girl whispered, she felt like she was short of breath for a few seconds.
"Arya?" she heard.
She was no longer in the garden, but the medical area where Sansa healed the slaves.
"Mind reading" she muttered.
" How long have you been here? " she heard.
"I just arrived," Arya said.
"What?" Sansa muttered.
"Nothing, just improved my new ability," she said.
Sansa nodded.
' What's wrong with her? She's acting weirder than usual ' thought Sansa.
[T/N: She's getting a taste of power and is testing where is her place in the higharchy]
Arya looked at her annoyed.
"I'm not weird...You're weird" she told her.
Sansa raised an eyebrow.
"Do you read minds?" she asked.
Arya nodded.
"Well, go read it somewhere else, I'm working, unlike others" she clarified.
Arya saw her upset and left the place.
With these new skills infiltrating the nobles' area would be very simple.
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Rhaenys Targaryen paced the room with her arms crossed.
She only stopped to look at Aegon coldly.
He looked at the ground after feeling the intimidating gaze of his older sister.
Ashara and Jon remained impartial about everything.
"How stupid can you be?" she asked him annoyed.
"Are you going to continue with this?" Aegon muttered.
The girl looked at him coldly.
"You put yourself in danger, you didn't think before attacking like a monkey, and worst of all... You ruined my presentation" She reproached him.
' So that was why ' Ashara thought with a sigh.
"At least now you know your prince's name," the boy said sarcastically.
The woman hit him on the shoulder.
"Aw, I'm sorry" the boy apologized.
"Enough Rhaenys, he learned his lesson, and you should worry more about your brother than a boy you just met," Ashara told her.
Aegon nodded.
But Ashara's gaze on him left him still.
Rhaenys, on the other hand, did not change her attitude.
"But it's for his own good, if I hadn't arrived, this idiot would be dead" Rhaenys clarified, pointing her finger at Aegon.
"You've learned your lesson, right?" Ashara said.
Aegon nodded vigorously.
"Yes, my lady," he said.
Rhaenys looked at him one more time before turning and walking to her room.
"idiot" She whispered leaving.
Ashara saw her and looked at Jon.
"A storm" she murmured.
He nodded.
Something would happen.
They didn't know what.
With the ports closed they were trapped.
Going on horseback to another city was unthinkable.
Especially without an escort.
Jon Connington remembered the man.
He was the spitting image of Ned Stark in his youth.
" Did the Lannisters send you? " he had said.
' Is this just a big coincidence? ' he thought.
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