Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

After the Lannister left Winterfell, the Stark ceremonial formation also dispersed.

"I have sent people to prepare the room." Robb said a few polite words with some hesitation, and it was easy to hear that he recited them deliberately.

The fourteen-year-old Lord of Winterfell still seemed too immature, even though he was only temporarily in charge of Winterfell on behalf of his father.

His turquoise eyes and reddish-brown hair were inherited from his mother, which was very different from his father. On the contrary, the illegitimate son Snow was more like a Stark.

It is precisely because Jon Snow looks so much like Eddard that he often irritates Catelyn Tully, the mistress of Winterfell.

Appearance seems to lead to destiny. In the history of the Targaryen family, it seems that those crown princes who are not born with silver hair and purple eyes have difficulty ascending to the Iron Throne. Just like Prince Baelor, the "Spearbreaker" whom Cole admires most, as the crown prince, he has a Dornish face like his mother. Not surprisingly, he failed to ascend the Iron Throne to rule the Seven Kingdoms.

Of course, this is nothing more than alarmist talk by a group of idle fate theorists, but Robb doesn't seem to be able to escape the curse of such a fate.

Some people's personality charm can be revealed in history books and biographies, making people admire them. Whether he was reading novels in his previous life or opening history books in the Winterfell library, Cole was deeply impressed by the charm of Prince Baelor.

It was the same qualities in Robb that attracted Cole to follow him. The Starks were sometimes naive, but their qualities were definitely unique in the Seven Kingdoms.

"Lord Stark." Cole suddenly called out to Robb who was about to leave. He looked over in confusion, a young night watchman?

"Jon entrusted me to deliver a letter to you." He took out the letter written by Snow and simply sealed it with some resin instead of heraldic sealing wax.

Robb took the letter and didn't seem to intend to open it now. He just told his men, "Receive the brothers of the Night's Watch well."

Cole wasn't sure whether this letter from Snow could be used as his certificate of surrender. He had never read what was written in it. After all, it was someone's family letter. Maybe I just mentioned it casually at the end. I can only pray that our Lord Robb is not like those people who read novels and passed by at a glance.

The guest rooms in Winterfell are much more comfortable than those in the farm and wilderness. At least for Cole now, it is considered the ultimate enjoyment. The quilt made of wool was many times softer than the tattered leather mat Cole slept on on the Great Wall. Cole couldn't help but yearn for the even more luxurious velvet and silk.

After he became a lord, like Tyrion, he drank wine every day, ate steak every meal, wore velvet and silk clothes, and slept in a hotbed stuffed with feathers.

He patted his head. Damn it, he came from China. He had never enjoyed air-conditioned hot pot. How could he have such a country bumpkin's idea?

Well, circumstances change people. People who can't afford a meal don't have the energy to think about things like spring and snow.

He went to take the first bath in his life. Winterfell, which was built on a hot spring, would not lack this kind of bath water.

I heard that the main castle is built on a spring, and the walls are filled with hot springs, which makes the main castle always full of warmth. Cole and the others will naturally not live in the main castle. Winterfell has a special place to receive guests.

Under an open-air hot spring, Cole took off his clothes and soaked in. The water temperature was around 40 degrees. He raised his hands and rubbed them, and instantly dug out a pile of black mud. His fair face couldn't help but gushing out. A trace of blush.

I kept rubbing until my skin turned red, from top to bottom, and when I got up, my whole body was red.

After washing his body, he didn't really want to put the gray clothes on, but he could only hold his nose and put it on.

Returning to the guest house, Yoren happened to come out of the door. He asked, "We have arrived at Winterfell. What are you going to do next?"

At that time, everyone thought he was going to follow the dwarf to the south. After all, the knightly atmosphere there was much stronger than that in the north. His dream of knighthood is well known to everyone in the Night Watch.

Although Cole wanted to get closer to the Wolf family, he had to be approved by others. He couldn't just lick his face and ask for it. He couldn't learn to be flattering.

And you don't necessarily have to be humble, the Starks will take a liking to you. They seem to appreciate that kind of tough guy more, commonly known as "honor".

"I want to take a look at Winterfell first. After all, this is the first time I have seen such a big castle. Maybe after seeing enough of the north, I will go south. Grandpa Aemon wants me to spend more time in the Seven Kingdoms. have a look."

"It's good if you have an idea." As the elder Yoren thought, he still had to give some advice to this immature junior, "The Seven Kingdoms are not as safe as you think. Don't be brave when encountering danger. Those greedy guys just want to It’s just the money you have.”

He thought for a moment and continued: "Knights are not as simple as you think, kid. Maybe you will be unhappy to say this, but status has determined something. Not everyone can become Sir Duncan the Tall."

The legendary tall Duncan of the Kingsguard, a knight who broke out of the Flea Bottom of King's Landing. Rumor has it that he is over two meters tall and is also known as the Giant Knight.

Cole looked at the Winter Night in his hand. Although he was not that perverted in stature, his strength should be adequate.

"Knights are not only a purpose, but also a process, aren't they?"

Yoren smiled, thinking that it is always good for young people to be full of enthusiasm. What's the point of living day by day like these old guys? You should drink the strongest wine and sleep with the most beautiful girls, so that you can show off when you are old.

Don't think knights are too glamorous. Most knights are no different from the Night's Watch. They are just a group of war hounds who make a living. They go wherever there is a war. Their daily life is similar to what Yoren thinks. They drink and whore, spend all their money and then sleep. When they have time, they pretend to be bandits and rob.

The nobles play a different game from the common people. Their knights are Prince Baelor, Prince Aemon the Dragon Knight, Sir Duncan the Tall, and Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Dawn. They are brilliant and famous. Who would remember a so-called knight who died of cold on the King's Road with tattered armor, a skinny horse, and a sword covered with rust?

Knights are indeed cool, but it is definitely unrealistic for him to travel around the world like a ranger and practice the way of knights. He is not a middle school boy. He admires those noble knights, but it doesn't mean he wants to learn them.

What he wanted was to board the ship of a group of nobles in this evil Middle Ages, and then live his life of a drunken lord.

Winterfell will be the first stop to sound the horn of his journey. Even if he can't change Robb Stark's fate in the end, at least he can make a name for himself in the upcoming Rebellion of the Five Kings. The troubled times always allow him, a prophet, to seize opportunities.

"Lord Stark, you invited us to dinner, don't forget it." Yoren reminded.

Cole took a short rest in the room and wiped the steel sword "Winter Night". He felt that it seemed to be Valyrian steel, but he was not very sure. Grandpa Aemon said that Valyrian steel was not so easy to refine.

After nightfall, the servants of the main castle came to call them. It was Lord Robb who set up a dinner for him.

Cole came to the hall again with the three Night's Watch brothers. There was no big banquet. It looked like a noble family banquet, but for Cole and his friends, it was a very luxurious scene.

Yoren was not surprised. Cole was indeed curious about the nobles' banquet, but he was soon disappointed. He felt that it was no different from the usual night watchmen gathering for dinner.

Cole and his companions were placed on the right side. Except for the Stark family and the maester, their positions also looked very particular. Although the status of the night watchmen was not high, as guests, the Stark family still gave them enough respect.

Robb was eating the pork sausage on the plate, and was also thinking about how to lead some topics to make the dinner less silent. After all, he was the host. If Robb didn't speak, no one dared to speak.

"I have read Jon's letter." Finally, he looked at Cole.

[To Robb: Stark, if you see this letter, then I have already established a foothold in the Night's Watch. I will soon become an honorary ranger and then the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch. You can learn needlework from the girls, and I will protect you.

I am very happy that the gods have awakened Bran.

My things can be given to Rickon, he should be very happy.

Cole is my best friend in the Night's Watch. I hope you can let him stay in Winterfell. He must be a good assistant. You can let him protect you when I am away.

Jon]