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  Third Person POV.Somewhere on North.

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  The m, Val walked back to the camp, the defeat at the hands of Jon Snow, the mysterious giant syer, still eg in her mind. Despite her frustration being evident, a new determination sparked in her eyes. She was about to embark on a journey of teags and challenges, where the a nguage would bee a exge for her to bee a stronger spearwife.

  Her brhed at her when he heard about the i but was happy for his younger sister to be on good terms with the powerful stranger.

  The following m brought an atmosphere den with expectations. Val headed to Karsi's camp, where Jon Snow was focused on training young Lafy once again, sharing his bat skills and tactical knowledge. The respect the southerner had earned alpable, and Val, from a distance, couldn't help but reize the presence of a true leader.

  Jon Snow knew how to teach, unicate, seamlessly ie into the group, and lead, despite not being in charge. But he had something even more important; everyone seemed to accept and respect him, something incredible for a man who had arrived in this pce just a week ago. He had a story, but most k was a fabrication. How could a man e from a tribe exterminated by wights? He was everything but a Free Folk.

  Upon being introduced to Jon, Val felt momentarily disarmed by the iy of his purple eyes again, which seemed to capture the essence of her soul."I see you've arrived," he smiled."Yes, let's find a better pce," she said."Lafy, do the exercise sequence I showed you; I'll be going. Because I have a teacher waiting for me," he told the boy and nudged his horse to move away. Val followed him to his , where she began to teach him.

  The was immersed iwilight of the afternoon, shadows dang on the wooden walls as Val and Jon Snow sat in a er, focused oask that brought them together. A rudimentary table, illuminated by a single flickering torch, was the ter of their joint attention.

  Val, with her serious expression aermined eyes, perused an a scroll that had beloo her te mother. Her agile and precise hands traced the intricate lines of the a nguage. Jon watched attentively, abs every movement, every elegant curve of the runes posing that aral nguage.

  "This word here," said Val, pointing to a sequence of characters, "means 'ce' in the ao's a quality valued among the Free Folk beyond the Wall."

  Jon nodded, his eyes fixed on the word drawn on the paper. He repeated the pronunciation suggested by Val, his strange, perhaps southern, at emphasizing the unique sound of the nguage. Val smiled, appreciating his dedication to learning, and he did it quickly, much faster than she had when she was in his pce.

  As the lessressed, the atmosphere in the became more intimate. The dle cast a soft light, highlighting the strikiures on Jon's fad Val's silver hair. Between the words and phrases she taught, brief silences emerged, filled only by the crag of the fme and the calm breathing of both.

  Val couldn't deny the curiosity taking hold of her. Jon Snow, the mysterious stranger from the south, roving to be a dedicated student. He absorbed not only the words but also the cultural nuahat permeated the a nguage. Iurn, Jon found himself fasated not only by the nguage but also by the strong aermined woman before him.

  As the night progressed, the versation shifted to more personal topics. Soon, the lessons were set aside for Val to share stories of her tribe, her experiences beyond the Wall, while Jon revealed details of his life in the South during childhood, immersed in intrigues and challenges of its own. Amid shared ughter and moments of ption, a shy atmosphere formed between them with each passing moment.

  Jon smiled at the blonde in front of him, remembering some women he had met in Skyrim, Val with her specific 19 namedays, resembling his old friend and hunting lover, Ae, and Lucis with her 17 namedays, resembling Lydia despite being quite shy, past lovers he wasn't sure he would return to. Putting aside these useless thoughts, Jon knew he should think about it at aime; now he was here. The proximity necessary for the a nguage lessons brought with it an underlying tension, an exge of ghat revealed more than words could express. The dles that still illumihe space cast dang shadows on their faces, adding an atmosphere of intimacy around the small table in the .

  Val, with her typically firm expression, found herself captured by Jon's peing gaze. His purple eyes, den with a history she loo know, reflected a siy that intrigued her. Jon, in turhe magic force of Val's presence, despite being much behind him, her undeniable fidend skill only atuating the attra that was beginning to arise in the beautiful blonde.

  In the silence charged with possibilities, Val moved closer, their hands naturally finding their way to each other. The touch, initially casual, became a subtle exploration, a dance of fihat veyed more than words could express. Their breaths synized, as if sharing the same rhythm.

  Intense gazes gave way to plicit smiles, and desire maed as aric curreween them. Val felt the pulse of the moment, a ma yesterday but who attracted her like no other in her life, an inexplicable call drawing Jon closer. Hearts beat in unison, fueling a palpable tension that permeated the air; Jon wouldn't deny this blonde, letting his al desire take over for the first time since he came to this world.

  However, before desire could transform into something deeper, the curtain at the 's entrance abruptly opened. Lucis entered unceremoniously, interrupting the charged atmosphere hanging in the air. Her shrewd eyes instantly captured the se, and her eyes showed surprise.

  Lucis's presen the was marked by a shy demeanor and a look that, despite being curious, veyed insecurity. She ehe space with a reserved air, her inquisitive eyes capturing the se between Val and Jon before she could look away, slightly flushed.

  "Sorry for interrupting," murmured Lucis, her hands nervously twisting before the ued enter. She maintained a withdrawn posture, as if fearing to be intrusive.

  Val, still rec from embarrassment, shot Lucis a cutting look, though she could perceive the shyness surrounding Jon's wife. Jon, in turn, tried to ceal his own disfort, shifting his gaze to the part before him.

  "Don't worry, Lucis. We were just having an a nguage lesson," expined Val, trying to ease the tension in the room. "Nothing more."

  Luodded, her eyes avoiding direct tact. Her shyness was evident, and insecurity hung over her like a shadow. However, despite her reserved nature, Lucis seemed determined not to let her own insecurity overshadow Jon's experience.

  "If you need help with anything, I'll be outside," she murmured, heading towards the 's exit."No need, we're done here. I'll be leaving; my sister needs me right now, so I'm going. Jon, until the ime we have more lessons," Val interrupted Lucis's departure, grabbing her belongings, bidding farewell, and leaving.

  With Val out of the and the atmosphere more tranquil, Jon noticed the subtle tensioween him and Lucis. He observed her for a moment before speaking, choosing his words carefully.

  "You know, Lucis, I uand this situation might be a bit peculiar for all of us. I'm here only temporarily, helping and tributing to the tribe as I , but I want to ensure you feel fortable, sidering all you've done for me," Jon said calmly.

  Lucis gnced away for a moment, her hands iwined with nervousness. "I know, Jon. You're being very kind. And I appreciate that."

  Jon gave a friendly smile, trying to dissipate any awkwardness. "Lucis, what's with that shame on your face? Where's that woman who tries to trol me all day?"

  "T-This has nothing to do with it, Jon. I don't know what you're talking about..." She said flustered, trying to look away again.

  Jon saw this and stood up from the chair he was in. "I hope my wife isn't jealous of her husband, is she?" Jon walked towards her, closely her expression.

  "Of course not, in our culture, men have many spearwives, as many as they are strong enough to have," she said, trying to maintain a firm posture, but shyness still leaked into her voice."Oh? You know, if you want, we act like man and woman here," Jon spoke, smiling, getting even closer, his eyes fixed on hers. The atmosphere in the was charged with palpable tension, and Jon's smile indicated a bold invitation.

  "But you're leaving, as you said yourself..." She murmured timidly, her eyes now meeting Jon's. Lucis was torween curiosity and insecurity, her heart pounding unevenly at the provocative proposal.

  "Maybe I'll take you with me. I'm not a man who's tied to one woman, but I'm also not one who abandons one, knowing that your life wouldn't be easy after presenting a husband who fled to the south." Jon wasn't foolish enough to ighe possible sequences for Lucis if he simply left. He faced Lucis with a siy that, for a moment, made her sider the possibility.

  "Jon..." Lucis murmured, looking at Jon in the eyes for the first time, the Dragonborn fixing his gaze on her crystal blue eyes. Time seemed to freeze as tension and proximity between them increased, and aric current ran through the .

  Lucis's eyes, for a brief moment, revealed an ued fasation with Jon's proximity. Her heart raced, and she found herself enveloped in a subtle desire she hadn't reized until now. However, before she could fully prehend this new wave of emotions, panid shame invaded her.

  "Jon..." she murmured, her voice trembling, as her eyes turo the floor. The sudden closeness, the iy of Jon's gaze, and the suggestion of a more intimate e left her stunned.

  Jon smiled at the shy girl in front of him and said, "Lucis, it's okay. I want you to be mine in this moment."

  Lucis, being pressed like this, began to flee with her turmoil of emotions. "I... I o go. I must find my brother; it's already te." She quickly fled from the , leaving Jon smiling amusedly.

  "Hahahahaha. Silly girl." He ughed cheerfully, returning to studying some runes he had marked on the leather of an animal.

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  Author's note:

  * I know that emotional involvement is happening quickly, but I don't see a reason to prolong it. Jon is an alpha male amidst many single women, and it's natural for them to feel attracted to him. However, it doesn't mean that things will unfold so quickly; I'll try to extend it as much as I .

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