thor from the walking dead

night

Winterfell Keep

City master bedroom

Ed stood quietly by the window, letting the cold wind blow on his face. His face was gloomy and his tone was full of doubts: "I will reject him. My responsibility lies in the north. I have no interest in the position of prime minister."

Eddard's wife Catelyn sat up wrapped in a soft and comfortable blanket: "No, he doesn't understand this. He is the king now, not the Duke of Storm's End.

I know that the emotional friendship between you is closer than that of real brothers, but when you are in a high position, you need to consider different things. There are some things that he cannot decide.

If you reject him, even if he understands, he will not be able to withstand the instigation of those ministers, which is always a hidden danger."

Ed shook his head: "I believe Robert. He loves me more than his own brother. If I reject him, he will just point his finger at my nose and curse. But after a while, nothing will happen.

He’s not that soft, I know him best!”

"But that was him in the past. How many years have you not seen him? Don't you feel strange about his current appearance?"

Caitlin got out of bed and walked to Eddard and continued: "If nothing else, the fact that Robert traveled all the way to visit you and personally invited you to be the Prime Minister is your highest honor. If you refuse categorically, it will be a public beating.

His face."

"honor?"

Ed's smile was very bitter: "I really can't compliment this kind of honor. Although I don't understand politics, if the king personally invites me, I will definitely be the first person. Then when I get to King's Landing, those ministers will not be jealous.

Excluded?

According to what you said, if I refuse, I will offend Robert and the ministers, but if I don't refuse, I will also offend the ministers. How can I possibly outwit those evil-hearted ministers by playing tricks!"

Ned looked out into the darkness, staring at the sentinels on the watchtower under the moonlight and stars.

Caitlin was speechless for a moment. Her husband was right. No matter whether he refused or not, there would be no good results in the end. For Ed, the position of Prime Minister was a bomb that had been ignited and could not be extinguished.

You will die if you pick it up, and you will be seriously injured if you don't pick it up.

Suddenly, the silence was broken.

I remember the knock on the door

Ed was displeased, who could it be at this time?

"who is it?"

The voice of the guard Desmond came from outside the door: "Sir, Maester Luwin is outside and said that he must see you if there is something urgent."

"Let him in."

The bachelor was an old and skinny man, dressed in gray, and even his eyes were gray. He waited until the door was closed again before he spoke: "Master, please forgive me for disturbing your rest. Someone put the letter in my hand while I was napping.

on the table, and it's for Lady Catelyn."

With that said, the maester took out a letter sealed with blue wax oil from his sleeve. Luwin bowed and prepared to leave.

Caitlin stepped forward and took it, opened it and looked at it. After looking at it for a while, her body began to tremble slightly, and then she threw the letter into the fireplace and burned it to ashes under the puzzled looks of Ed and the maester.

"Madam, what's wrong? You are shaking. What's in the letter?" Ed stepped forward to comfort her worriedly.

"I think it would be best if I took my leave now." Maester Luwin felt that he should recuse himself, and immediately resigned.

"No, we need your opinion."

Caitlin took a deep breath to allow herself to digest the content of the letter, and after a while she said: "This is a warning letter. Lysa said that Jon Arryn was murdered, and the person behind it was the current queen."

Ed withdrew his hand from stroking Caitlin's arm and put it on her forehead: "God, how is this possible? Your sister must be too sad and suspicious and start talking nonsense!"

"Lisa is very impulsive, but if the content of this letter is known to others, she will definitely die, but she still takes the risk to deliver the letter. This cannot be nonsense, she must have discovered something."

Catelyn turned around and raised her hand to caress her husband's face: "Now we really have no choice. You must be Robert's hand. You said you loved Robert more than your own brother. Now he is surrounded by golden lions and is dying.

Do you still want to reject him?"

Ed didn't reply immediately, but turned his back to the two of them and walked straight to the window.

Neither Catelyn nor the maester said a word, waiting in silence for Eddard to say his silent farewell to his beloved home.

When Ed finally looked back from the window, his voice was so tired and sentimental, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

"My father only went to the south once in his life, to answer the king's call, and he never returned."

"The times are different, and so is the king." Maester

Ed sighed and sat on the chair in front of the fireplace.

"Catelyn, you must stay in Winterfell."

When Caitlin heard this, she felt her heart stop beating. The strong uneasiness made her blurt out, "No."

But Ed's tone didn't allow for any argument.

"While I'm going south, you must manage the north on my behalf. No matter what, there must be someone from the Stark family in Winterfell."

Maester: "May the gods bless you and come back soon."

Ed stood up and hugged Caitlin into his arms, and whispered: "Bran and Rickon are still young. They will stay here to keep you and Robb company. The other children will go south with me."

"Is this really necessary?" Caitlin's voice was trembling.

"It's an established fact that Sansa will marry Joffrey, and we must not leave any excuse for them to doubt their loyalty.

It’s time for Arya to learn the rules and etiquette of the ladies of the southern court. In a few years, she will be old enough to get married.”

Ed kissed the tears that had not yet fallen from the corners of his wife's eyes, "My dear madam, I know this is painful, but we have no choice."

"Sir, I learned that Jon Snow wants to join the Night's Watch." The maester broke through the grief and told the news he had received.

Caitlin didn't react when she heard this. She had never liked Jon Snow. After all, who would like their husband's illegitimate child?

While Ed was thinking, the maester spoke again: "Sir, it is a high honor to join the Great Wall Guards. Snow is very good. Although he is an illegitimate child, he can still rise to a high position in the Night's Watch."

"But Snow is still only fourteen years old. It would be better if he was an adult and said he wanted to join everything..."

"This is indeed a difficult decision."

Maester Luwin nodded in agreement, "But this is the best and his own choice at the moment."

Ed turned around again and looked at the darkness outside the window, with mixed feelings in his heart. This time he thought for a long time, and finally all the unwillingness and reluctance turned into a sigh, and then looked back: "You're right, this does seem to be the case now.

The best way is to go and talk to Bunyan about this matter tomorrow. It’s really terrible. Why did it happen all at once..."