Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 46 White Harbor
When Jon and Uncle Benjen entered the city, there was still some time before the gates of White Harbor were closed.

Their horses rode fast and crossed the White Blade River before the sun set. Luckily, a merchant ferry passed by, otherwise they could only find a fisherman's house nearby, leave their horses on this side of the river, and take a fishing boat to the other side.

The owner of the ship had some problems with the ghost that Jon brought with him. The owner saw the ghost next to Jon and asked him three times if it was a dog, and Jon answered three times that it was a wolf.

Dogs are docile, but wolves may not be.

The ship owner had no choice but to tell the ship's employer about the incident. Fortunately, after hearing the story, the employer looked at Uncle Benjen in black and Jon with the wolf and agreed to take them across the river.

When they enter White Harbor, Uncle Benjen suggests that Jon wrap Ghost in his cloak and hold him in his arms.

But the guards at the city gate did not check very strictly and let him pass quickly.

Although it was almost dark when they entered the city, they still kept on going and headed straight for the port.

As they got closer to the port, the crowds of people on the street gradually thickened, and Jon could smell the salty smell of sea water.

The dream about the sea that had been bothering him for some time was now finally visible to him, and his heart was beating.

Turn a corner.

My eyes suddenly became brighter.

Under the night sky, a huge bay came into Jon's eyes. The sea of ​​White Harbor was wider and larger than the White Knife, and the endless black salt water was visible in the distance.

At the end of the street, more than a hundred docks line the waterfront, with countless ships moored in the harbor. Deep-water fishing boats and merchant ships come and go, unloading all kinds of goods continuously.

The sea breeze blew on his face, and the chill it brought made Jon inexplicably excited.

Uncle Benjen called Jon, "Come on, I'll take you to the beach."

They dismounted and led their horses down the long, wide stone steps of the harbor into the port area.

A noisy voice with various accents that Jon couldn't tell came into his ears, and a variety of pungent smells such as salt, fish, tar and spices rushed into his nose.

People were looking curiously at Benjen, who was dressed in black, and Jon, a strange figure who was holding a horse in one hand and a dog wrapped in a cloak in the other.

Jon followed Uncle Benjen closely, ignoring the curious looks, and watched Uncle Benjen drive away the various people who came up to ask about the destination of the voyage.

They finally came to a dock with no ships docked, a wide view, and full of goods.

Uncle Benjen took the reins of Jon's horse and smiled, motioning him to the front of the dock.

Jon put Ghost down and let it sit, then walked to the front of the dock in a daze and looked at the sea at close range.

In this position, with the sea water flowing under Jon's feet and the tide breathing beside his ears, the vast sea made Jon feel so small. He was inexplicably excited and shocked, and couldn't utter a word for a while.

Uncle Benjen's laughter sounded behind Jon: "Would you like to touch it with your hand? But be careful not to fall into the sea."

Jon turned around and saw Uncle Benjen smiling at him kindly. His eyes gestured for him to look at the wooden steps at the dock, where there was a stone platform leading down, now submerged by the tide.

Jon walked down the steps, stopping at the section closest to the water, removed his leather gauntlets, leaned over and scooped up a handful of water with both hands.

He stared deeply at the sea water until it disappeared from the cracks in his palms.

"what."

Jon let out a long breath, raised his head, closed his eyes and stood still, feeling the slightly cold sea breeze blowing across his face.

After a while, he walked onto the dock and returned to Uncle Ben Yang.

Uncle Ben Yang looked at him and smiled softly: "Why, is that enough?"

Jon had a thousand words to say, but the last thing he said was, "Uncle Benjen, thank you."

"Silly boy," Ben Yang came up and rubbed his head with his hand, "Don't say thank you to your uncle."

Afterwards, they found a hotel near the port to have dinner.

This time when the inn boy asked Jon if the thing in his arms was a dog, he did not answer.

But before the dinner ordered by Jon and his friends was served, a man who looked like a butler, accompanied by two knights wearing cloaks with emblems, found them and invited them to visit the castle.

The knight's sigil was a white merman on a green-blue field, with a beard and tail, holding a black trident. Jon knew that this was the sigil of House Manderly of White Harbor.

House Manderly of White Harbor is an ancient family that originated in the Reach but is now a member of the North. Their residence is located in the New Castle of White Harbor. They are the wealthiest family in the North because they control the only large city and port in the North, White Harbor, and are also one of the most powerful and loyal vassals of House Stark.

They were received by Lord Wyman Manderly of White Harbor in the castle's reception room.

While Lord Wyman was talking to Uncle Benjen, Jon lowered his head and looked curiously at the Lord of White Harbor, who was called "the fat man who can't ride a horse."

Lord Wyman was as fat as the rumors said he was, so fat that he sat in a sedan chair and was carried around by servants. He was about sixty years old, with a big belly and fingers as thick as sausages. Jon remembered that the people under the Lord of White Harbor were said to call him "Lord Eel".

It was the first time Jon met Lord Wyman and his first impression was good.

"I did not mean to trouble you, Lord Wyman," Uncle Benjen said to Lord Wyman. "My nephew and I had intended to stay at the inn and leave soon."

Lord Wyman spoke amiably and with a loud laugh. "My lord's brother and children have come to my realm, and I should entertain you. This is what I should do."

[The Lord’s child.] Jon was secretly happy to hear Lord White Harbor say this, but he was also worried that his face would change when he knew the truth.

"I have joined the Night's Watch," Benjen said. "Ranger Benjen Stark of the Night's Watch greets you, Lord Wyman." He then introduced Jon. "This is Jon Snow. Say hello to Lord Wyman, Jon."

Jon said quickly, "Jon Snow greets you, Lord Wyman."

"No matter who you are, you are a guest of White Harbor. The Manderly family should entertain you." Lord Wyman still smiled kindly, "Mr. Benjen, Jon, may I ask the purpose of your visit to White Harbor? Do you need Manderly's assistance?"

Lord Wyman's attitude remained the same, which made Jon like him even more.

"It's nothing, my Lord." Uncle Benjen replied. He paused and smiled, "My nephew Jon Snow is planning to join the Night's Watch. He wants to see the sea before going north to the Wall. He is only fourteen years old. As an uncle, how can I not fulfill his wish? So I took him to see the sea."

"Oh, I see." Lord Wyman looked at Jon kindly. He sized him up and said, "You are such a young hero. Look carefully. You look a lot like Lord Stark when he was young."

Jon was glad to hear such a comment from a Lord. In fact, the people of Winterfell said that of all Lord Eddard's children, only Jon and Arya had inherited his long northern face.

Jon was wondering whether he should thank the earl for his compliment. Lord Wyman spoke again: "But isn't fourteen too young?"

"Jon has made up his mind. His honor will be gained in the Night's Watch." Benjen replied to Lord Wyman. "My brother has also agreed. He followed the king south and could not take Jon with him. The Wall is a good place."

"I see." Lord Wyman gave Jon a deep look, and then stopped talking about Jon. Instead, he turned to ask Benjen, "I heard that there have been frequent wildling activities at the Northern Wall recently. Mr. Benjen happened to be at White Harbor. Do you need to bring more people back to the Wall?"

"Oh," Benjen beamed, "There's always a shortage of manpower at the Wall."

"Then you may as well stay in White Harbor for a few days," Lord Wyman said. "Mr. Benjen can select suitable men here and bring them back to the Wall."

Benjen said, "That is well done. Thank you for your support of the Night's Watch, Lord Wyman."

At this time, the butler came up and reported something to the earl. Earl Wyman smiled and called Benjen and Jon, saying, "Sorry to have kept the guests waiting. Please move to the banquet hall."

The banquet was small in scale, and was considered a private banquet hosted by the Earl. Only the Earl, Benjen, and Jon were present.

But this made Jon feel relieved. If there were more people, Jon's identity would be awkward and he would not be qualified to sit at the table.

After the banquet, Benjen and Jon were arranged to rest in the guest room.

Jon thought that the banquet last night was the highest hospitality that Earl Wyman showed to his illegitimate son, but he didn't expect that the next morning, Earl Wyman would invite Uncle Benjen and Jon to have breakfast together.

Earl Wyman was still kind and enthusiastic. During the chat, he said that his two sons were out for business, and only his nephew was there, but he was busy managing the merchant ships and did not live in the castle, otherwise they would be present together.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Jon always felt like someone was looking at him from somewhere while he was eating breakfast.

Finally. Earl Wyman smiled mysteriously at Uncle Benjen and said, "Mr. Benjen, let's talk business. I want to talk to you in private."

Uncle Benjen then said to Jon, "Jon, you should go back to your room first."

Jon responded, stood up and left the banquet hall.

It was not convenient to bring the Ghost into the banquet hall, so Jon left it in the room. Now that he came out, he wanted to see if the waiter was still guarding the door for him.

But when I walked into the garden, I heard a woman's laughter as loud as a silver bell in front of me.

Jon felt it was not a good idea to offend the Earl's women, and was about to turn back when he heard the woman's silver bell-like voice clearly saying:
"Look, little sister, that's a direwolf."

(End of this chapter)