Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

The tone was undoubtedly that of Jon Snow.

"Thank you for taking care of Jon. Winterfell always welcomes like-minded friends."

"Lord Stark, this is definitely the right decision for you. Cole's barbecue is the best on the Great Wall." The Night Watch brother took a bite of the meat pie and took another sip of ale.

Everyone in Winterfell smiled knowingly and obviously didn't care. How could there be any good cooks on the Great Wall? The good cooks were all serving the noble lords.

"My lord, there is always a shortage of people in the kitchens at Winterfell," Maester Luwin suggested to Robb. "At the king's reception last time, the kitchen was a mess."

"Isn't that great? He can stay in the kitchen and cook for us." After learning from the bachelor that the saddle made by the little devil allowed him to ride a horse, little Bran was in a good mood.

Robb was thoughtful and glanced at his other brother Theon Greyjoy, only to see him squinting and smiling silently. He was always smiling.

"You are the Lord of Winterfell, you don't have to ask anyone." Theon said to him.

Robb nodded, "Then please ask this brother from the Great Wall to stay in the kitchen and work for the time being."

Kol paused, looked at Yoren, and saw him shaking his head helplessly.

The talkative night watchman brother seemed to realize that his words had been misunderstood. He stopped with the fork stuck in the sausage at the corner of his mouth and apologized to Cole with his eyes.

Cole stood up, followed the knightly etiquette taught to him by Jon, and greeted Robb: "Thank you, Lord Stark. But I think you misunderstood."

Before he could finish his words, Yoren tugged at his clothes.

Cole didn't know, but sat down anyway.

It seemed like everyone was happy, but Robb was actually a little troubled. He didn't like Cole's behavior very much. It was just because of Jon's face. Fame and wealth should have been taken by himself, just like Jon went to the Night's Watch. , he thought to himself that if this boy who looked like a knight really wanted honor, why not stay on the Great Wall?

The captain of the guard, Harris Moran, also noticed that Cole was performing the knighthood ceremony. He wanted to remind his young master that it was very rude to decide a knight's appointment so rashly.

But seeing that Robb was forcing laughter, he chose to keep his mouth shut obediently. The expression management of a fourteen-year-old child is still too shallow. Everyone in Winterfell can see that he is tired of the daily life of the city lord, but he is a Stark and must learn to manage the North.

When the banquet comes to an end, the chef's servants will clean up the mess.

That night, Cole was lying on the cashmere bed, feeling a little empty in his heart. This strange place was where he would live in the future. He had read about Winterfell countless times in books, but it was only after being there in person that he felt a little empty. I felt endless emptiness. Everything here is unfamiliar, as cold as the cold wind in the north.

"This is not the Night's Watch, Cole. The noble's words can only be a gift to you, not a rejection." This is what Yoren said to him.

At this moment, he also felt how Jon felt. I think Jon was like this in the North, and found that fantasy was very different from reality. If he and Jon changed their identities, he would definitely be very happy.

He could see the reluctance on the Young Wolf Master's face. Could it be what Jon said in the letter? Impossible.

On the Great Wall, Snow sniffed and sneezed after feeling itchy. He was patrolling, and it was often his turn at night. It must have been Ser Alliser and the Night's Watch who arranged the patrol, but he would not give in. of. Since Cole and Tyrion left, he has gradually become familiar with a few guys he once hated, and he is no longer lonely and resentful every day.

The next day, the Night's Watch will leave. The two Night's Watch escorting the Lannister will return to the Great Wall, while Yoren will rush to find Tyrion and then go south together.

Tyrion's squire Jack was waiting outside Winterfell, which flattered Yoren. However, Jack walked up to Cole and said, "Lord Tyrion asked me to tell you that he owes you his life. 'Lannister, debts must be paid'."

Cole smiled, "Help me tell you adults, Cole will go to Casterly Rock to find him and ask him to prepare 'Summer Red'."

Watching them walk away, Cole suddenly felt like leaving with them. If he had spoken, Tyrion would have taken him with him, but he remembered the look in Tyrion's eyes when he walked out of the castle. It must have been disappointment.

"Kid, your name is Cole, right?" Luwin, wearing a bachelor's robe and a metal chain, asked him.

"Yes, Lord Maester."

Maester Luwin was a kind old man. He said gently: "Steward Vayon Poole followed the Duke south. I am temporarily in charge of some things in the castle. I will take you to find the chef. He should be busy in the back room." "

"Sorry to trouble you."

Maester Luwin showed a gentle smile, and then led Cole to the back kitchen. The back kitchen was also responsible for feeding hundreds of people. Compared with the deserted hall, this place was really lively.

The head chef, Gage, was a fat short man with a thick beard and a loud voice that penetrated the entire kitchen in the uproar.

"Gage." The maester called to him, and the chef came over on short legs after seeing the maester.

"Good afternoon, Lord Bachelor. I wonder why you are calling me?"

Maester Luwin introduced Cole to him.

Gage looked at Cole in confusion, but no one had mentioned in advance that someone would be coming to the kitchen. He had arranged almost all the people here, and many of them were his relatives. However, it was actually Maester Luwin who brought him here. Not very simple.

Gage has been the head chef in Winterfell for many years. His daughter almost grew up with the Starks, so he was not afraid of anyone threatening his position. He patted his chest and said, "Master Maester, don't worry. I will take good care of the child."

After the maester handed the person over, he left.

Gage looked up and looked at Cole, "You are quite tall, but too thin. But I promise that you will be as strong as a bull in two months after you come to the kitchen."

"Hello, Master Chef."

Gage nodded. He was the head chef of Winterfell and a person of status. Now that the newcomer was handed over to him, he had to teach the newcomer some rules of the kitchen first.

"Come with me." Gage took Cole to familiarize himself with the kitchen, and at the same time taught him some things that should be paid attention to in the castle, such as not to set foot in the living area of ​​the Duke's family, not to get close to the martial arts field when the guards were training, etc.

In the castle, the status of the chef is the same as that of the groom and the servant. Although slavery is not practiced in Westeros, the servants living in the castle are almost equivalent to their family servants, serving them for generations.

Cole has been carrying the steel sword "Winter Night" on his back. The chef pointed at his back and asked: "What is this? Don't bring some sundries to the kitchen in the future."

"On your first day here, watch the fire on the side. After a few days, I will assign you a position after evaluating your cooking skills."