Chapter 12 Stark at Winterfell

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 12 Stark at Winterfell

The light fills the sky with red rosy clouds, penetrating through the layers of tree shadows. As you rush along the muddy path full of thorns, the shadows are like endless abyss, surrounded by the cool breeze blowing against your back, as if there are pairs of eyes on your back.

Like peering through the mist.

Until the shadows under the huge guard tree dissipated, the eyes suddenly became brighter, with flat hills and patches of brown land. The afterglow shone down and filled the eyes with the colors of dusk, making the whole world gorgeous.

At this point, everyone can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This damn wolf forest is just as evil as the forest outside the Great Wall called the "Ghost Forest".

The flat wilderness is endless, and there is an abandoned manor on the edge of the wolf forest. This is one of the strongholds for the Night Watchmen to go south. After seeing the house, the stone in everyone's heart finally fell. At least there is no need to worry about being attacked by any monsters here.

Tyrion was being led by his squire. He could no longer ride a horse by himself. His legs were still twitching when he dismounted, and he had to rely on Maurice to support him before he could walk.

To the south here, there will be more people and villages.

"We can reach Winterfell in about five days," said Yoren, who has been traveling on this road for a long time. He has been walking on this road for nearly twenty years, but this is the first time it has been so dangerous.

In the past, monsters like direwolves did not appear at the southern end of the Great Wall.

Cole sat down and closed his eyes in deep thought without saying a word. Everyone thought he was still suffering from the sequelae of the battle.

They made a fire to cook some wild vegetable soup and soaked rye bread, had a simple meal, and then everyone leaned on the straw pile in the manor to sleep.

Cole, the hero who retired from the wolf, did not have to watch the night. He fell into a deep sleep and woke up in a daze early the next morning.

They had already packed their things for departure and were waiting around the fire for Cole to wake up.

Cole could only scratch his head and smile bitterly. In fact, his consumption was not great. It was just that he lost some energy after using the Eye of Time, which made him so sleepy. It seemed that this was also a sequelae.

The trip in the next few days went much smoother. They saw the village the day after leaving Wolf Forest. They stayed at a farmhouse for one night. Damn it, Tyrion was "disabled in body and strong in spirit", and he also molested other girls.

Continuing to go south, the terrain became flatter and the swishy wind also slowed down. For Cole, who grew up on the Great Wall, without the biting wind, it was like taking away a layer of shackles for him. He couldn't help but want to live on this plain.

He got on his horse and started galloping, but he still suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

Tyrion's injuries are much better, and he is now riding his mare again, which he said was given to him by his brother Jaime on his name day.

He has been writing and drawing something these days. Cole went over to look at it. It seemed to be a design. It should be prepared for the poor kid Brandon Stark. After all, Tyrion promised Snow

Nuo wanted to help his brother. Cole also agreed to go and see the child. The name Brandon seems to be the genetic name of the Stark family. The famous "Brandon Builder" in history and this child

The names are exactly the same.

People in Westeros are not as taboo about the names of their ancestors as the Great Celestial Empire. Instead, they like to use those famous ancestors to name their descendants. Just like the Stark family, there should be hundreds of "Brandons".

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"Winterfell is ahead." Yoren pointed to the standing castle and said to Cole. It is estimated that Cole was the only one present who had never seen this scene.

Indeed, he has never seen this kind of stone castle up close, no matter in his past or present life, and our hometown does not build such a thing.

The history of Winterfell is also related to "Brandon the Builder". At that time, the humans, the Children of the Forest, and the giants were still in the honeymoon period. Winterfell and the Great Wall were built by the three tribes together.

Now there are no traces of the Children of the Forest and Giants south of the Great Wall. Of course, this involves the invasion of the Andals. Cole doesn't know much about this. The library of the Great Wall will not record those things that happened in the south.

Outside Winterfell is a winter resort town. Although it is a bit prosperous, there are only a few people here. Almost half of the houses are empty. This town is just like its name. When it becomes lively, it can only wait for winter.

They walked towards the castle in a dusty way. The crowds retreated along the way, and some looked at them curiously. When they saw it was a crow, their eyes lost interest.

Compared with the previous king's gorgeous carriage, this group of crows is much shabby.

Crow is the contemptuous name given to the Night Watchmen in the Seven Kingdoms. After all, they are all black.

Tyrion's attendants went up to identify themselves, the heavy door bolt was pulled up by the iron chain, and the guards had already gone to the main keep to report their arrival.

Stark receives Lannister and Raven in the hall.

Maesters, knights, and servants filled the hall, and Lord Robb Stark sat in a high chair.

As soon as he entered, the condensed aura unfolded. Robb put on his leather jacket and buckled his ring armor, and guards lined up between the two walls.

The man in the high position had a stern look, and beside him stood two young men, also wearing armor.

Tyrion looked around with confusion on his face.

At this time, City Lord Robb said: "We welcome all brothers of the Night's Watch."

The three of Yoren saluted. Cole, who was also dressed in black, looked a bit strange, but he was not a brother in black.

"As long as they are brothers of the Night's Watch, so I don't count? Is that what you mean, kid?" Tyrion asked with a mocking tone.

The two began to argue with each other, and Robb even drew his sword. Tyrion didn't want to continue arguing with this little brat, these boring Starks, so he directly stated his purpose.

When Robb heard that Tyrion wanted to see Bran, he was also stunned, and then asked the big man Hodor to carry Bran up. His legs had been smashed into deformities, and he probably would never be able to stand up in this life.

Tyrion took out the blueprints he had prepared for several days. He was not welcome in Winterfell, and he was not happy to stay here.

Suddenly the door opened, and a little guy entered the hall with a group of direwolves. When they saw these wolves, everyone couldn't help but trembled in their hearts. Tyrion even tightened his neck, and those wolves seemed to dislike him by nature, grinning.

Fang walked towards Tyrion.

Tyrion was so frightened that he hid towards Cole, only to see that his Winter Night had withdrawn half a foot. He was not afraid of these little guys, they were far less oppressive than those in the Wolf Forest.

Guard Harris Moran's eyes flashed. He dared to draw his sword in Winterfell. He was very courageous.

Lord Robb still drove away these wolf pups.

The maester looked at the blueprint and said something in his ear, and Robb suddenly forced out a kind voice to invite Tyrion to stay.

Tyrion just sneered, "Boy, stop being so hypocritical..."

He turned around and left with his guards, and suddenly asked Cole: "Are you going with us, or staying here?"

"My destination has arrived, Tyrion." Cole replied sadly. He wanted to follow Tyrion south, but out of his affection for the Wolf family and his admiration for Robb, he decided to stay.

In Winterfell.

A good bird chooses a tree to roost in. Looking across the Seven Kingdoms, there should be no one as talented as Robb, the Young Wolf Lord.

Where would Robb have gone if he had not died at the Red Wedding? Maybe the next time he meets he will be his enemy Lannister.

The Rebellion of the Five Kings is his best opportunity to upgrade his class. With both strength and opportunities, he will naturally not think about finding a place to live in poverty.

Tyrion just nodded coldly, "It's up to you, but Stark seems to only welcome the Night's Watch."

Watching the short figure walk away until he disappeared at the door of the hall.

After walking out of Winterfell Castle, sadness finally appeared on the short man's face. He didn't want to show other emotions in front of Stark.

Parting sometimes really brings about sadness, especially in this era when we don’t know when we will see each other again. Horses’ hooves are slow and the sound of cars is far away. Maybe parting means never seeing each other again.

As a dwarf, he was born lonely. He didn't have many friends, only Cole and Jon, and his older brother Jaime.

His debauchery and talkativeness are just his protective colors. He cherishes every relationship. There is only one person in the Seven Kingdoms who does not discriminate against him and is willing to be friends with him like Cole, and he still owes him a life.

"Jack, help me send a message to that boy Cole, 'Lannister, you must pay your debts'."
Chapter completed!