"I need you, Ed!"
Winterfell castle, candlelight flickering in the crypt.
Wearing a burgundy cloak and a black velvet scarf, the tall and bloated King Robert Baratheon suddenly stopped and looked at his old friend beside him and said in a deep voice.
"Jon Arryn is dead, I need someone to help me."
"You are overqualified to stay here. Come to King's Landing, Ed..."
"Come to King's Landing and assist me!"
Robert Baratheon looked at his old friend and said solemnly.
Hear the words of the king.
Eddard Stark was silent.
Although I have already guessed the real purpose of the king's trek for more than two months to Winterfell.
But when his old friend asked him for help.
He still felt conflicted and entangled.
Of course he didn't want to go anywhere.
However, living in this world, many things do not depend on your temperament.
Even if he is the Warden of the North, so what if he is the Duke of Winterfell.
The Queen's Hand, Jon Arryn, is dead.
There must be an undercurrent surging in King's Landing at this time.
He had long promised the king to marry his eldest daughter Sansa to Prince Joffrey Baratheon.
Now Sansa was almost old enough to marry.
However, if I follow the king south to King's Landing, what will happen to the north?
Looking at Ed with a complicated expression on his face, he hesitated to speak.
Robert Baratheon spoke again: "Lord Eddard Stark, I will appoint you as the Prime Minister."
The words fell.
Ed Stark had no choice but to kneel down on one knee again, shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid..."
"Rejection is invalid!"
Before Ed Stark finished speaking, Robert Baratheon immediately interrupted: "I don't think about you."
"Damn it, don't keep kneeling, get up quickly Ed..."
"I want you to run the country, while I want to eat, drink, have fun and whore to my heart's content..."
"You helped conquer the country and win the Iron Throne!"
"Of course it should be guarded by me."
"That's it Ed, my son and your daughter are both grown up, and it's time to get married."
"We are all going to be in-laws..."
King Robert Baratheon said as he strode deeper into the tomb again.
Eddard Stark sighed in his heart.
Then he followed.
...
Evening in the winter town.
The sky was overcast.
The north wind is cold.
Fine snowflakes fell from the sky.
When Morgan and Jon Snow walked out of the Winter Tavern.
Only to find that it was snowing again in the sky.
Drinking all afternoon.
Morgan's drinking capacity increased as his strength increased. At this time, he had already bottomed out, and nothing would happen if he drank like this.
But Jon Snow's drinking capacity is much worse.
Plus feeling depressed and irritable.
At this time, his face was red. Although he was not drunk, he was almost there.
At this time, a sudden noise came from the door of a brothel not far from the tavern and the only brothel in the winter resort town.
The two of them turned around and saw several prostitutes in thin and naked clothes pulling a short dwarf and laughing.
"Hey, that's..."
Jon Snow said with some confusion.
"It should be "Tyrion Lannister"."
"The queen's brother..."
Look at the little figure laughing and joking with the prostitutes.
Morgan recognized it as the little dwarf he had seen fleetingly in the King's Landing team that morning.
"That should be it."
"Winterfell has never seen another little man of this height who loves to visit brothels."
Jon Snow nodded.
The queen's dwarf brother, known as the "little devil," is notoriously lecherous.
"Let's go..."
Morgan looked calmly away from the little devil and the prostitutes, and spoke.
Although he had needs, he had never thought of going to a place like a brothel, it was too dirty.
Facing the falling snowflakes.
Morgan and Jon Snow walked straight towards the gate of the inner castle.
Morgan was impressed by the imp's superior intelligence.
He must have planned to get to know the little devil.
But the situation just now was obviously not a suitable occasion.
Anyway, the king's team won't return to King's Landing so soon, and there are still many opportunities to get to know the little devil.
Return to the inner castle.
Morgan soon separated from Jon Snow.
He drank too much and wanted to go back to sleep.
Morgan was going back to take a shower, change clothes and attend the dinner.
After all, it is impolite to attend a banquet covered in sweat and smelling of alcohol, and it is also disrespectful to the host of the banquet.
Return to your residence.
After some bathing.
Morgan, who was clean and fresh, with a ponytail and an exquisite burgundy tight outfit, went out.
This time, because I was going to a banquet.
It was rare for him to go out without a sword, but put the elf sword into the dimensional ring.
Anyway, as long as it's something he thinks is important, he always carries it with him instead of leaving it in his residence.
Even now living in the safety of Winterfell.
When leaving the residence.
It was already dark.
The cold snowflakes in the sky fell quietly.
Morgan went all the way to the hall building in Winterfell, which was specially used to entertain guests and hold banquets.
I found that the hall was already brightly lit.
The cheerful accompaniment of musical instrument strings and the lively noises continued to spread from the hall.
The party has obviously begun.
Morgan stepped into the half-open door of the hall and saw that the originally spacious hall was already crowded.
A large number of men and women sat around the table filled with all kinds of sumptuous food, talking loudly, drinking, laughing and making noise.
Morgan walked into the hall and looked up at the long table in the center of the hall. King Robert Baratheon, surrounded by people like a moon, was hugging a pretty woman and feeding him wine.
People around were booing and making noises.
Look at the eye-catching operation of the king in the center of the hall.
Morgan couldn't help but look deeper into the hall.
Then, he saw the specially arranged master's position deep in the hall.
Sitting there were Duchess Catelyn Tully of Winterfell and Queen Cersei Lannister.
The two distinguished ladies seemed to be chatting.
It was just that Catelyn Tully kept saying something, and although Cersei Lannister beside her kept responding, her eyes kept looking at the king who was holding a woman mouth to mouth and playing happily in the middle of the hall. Robert Baratheon.
The queen's mind was obviously a little distracted.
But Morgan can totally understand.
No matter which woman it is, on such an occasion, the husband will feel embarrassed and angry if he hugs the woman and plays wildly in front of him without any scruples.
Especially since these two couples are still king and queen.
The embarrassment that Morgan could easily see must have been noticed by Duchess Catelyn Tully sitting next to Queen Cersei Lannister.
Maybe it was because of this that she kept talking to the queen, trying to distract the queen as much as possible so as not to be too embarrassed.
"This king is really kind..."
Looking away from the extremely happy king in the middle of the hall, Morgan smiled.
Then he observed carefully.
Soon, Morgan saw a familiar figure and strode aside.
at this time.
Just after Morgan took a step toward the crowd.
Queen Cersei Lannister, sitting on a luxurious bench deep in the hall, was looking in the direction where Morgan had just been.
Morgan squeezed into the crowd and soon arrived at a long table full of people.
"Ha ha..."
"Morgan, you're here..."
"Come on, let's compete again tonight. We lost to you last time, but we won't..."
"Forget it, Rhodes, with your drinking capacity, let alone trying to beat Morgan, you can't even beat us..."
"Ha ha..."
"That's right, that's right..."
"Fart, come on, let's compete tonight..."
"What is the competition? Swordsmanship or drinking capacity?"
"Nonsense, of course it's better than drinking..."
"Then don't worry, it's still early tonight, I'll have a few drinks with Morgan first..."
"Come on, give in, it's too crowded..."
"Morgan sit here..."
"..."
The tall man who greeted Morgan was a minor leader of the Winterfell troops.
The people on this tower are also the small leaders of the Winterfell troops.
The scene where Morgan joined Winterfell a few days ago was amazing.
So when Morgan was teaching the two youngest children of the Stark family, many young leaders in Winterfell came to watch the challenge.
Then, anyone who speaks out to challenge the competition.
All of them were easily tortured by Morgan.
This is why Morgan is so respected even though he has only joined Winterfell for a short time and has very little qualifications.
"Come on, let's drink Morgan, cheers..."
"boom..."
"Come on, Morgan, I'll have a drink with you too..."
"cheers..."
"..."
"boom..."
After drinking several glasses of wine in a row, Morgan put down the glass with a calm expression and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.
At this time, it was time to start observing.
Westeros is a hierarchical world.
Every cocktail party held in Winterfell has strict class rules.
This is especially true for banquets for kings and queens.
At this time, the host's Duchess Catelyn Tully and the Queen sat in the most distinguished seats.
Then, on a large long table in front of them sat a group of children from the Stark family.
There are also a number of important figures from King's Landing, such as Prince Joffrey Baratheon, Jaime Lannister, the Kingsguard and Queen's brother, and several important members of the King's Landing royal family.
The long table further forward.
It is the position of the retainers and important leaders in Winterfell, that is, the middle level of power in Winterfell.
Morgan and the surrounding leaders were among them.
There are also some knights from King's Landing, warrior leaders and so on.
For example, the tall "hunting dog" with half of his face looking scary and ferocious was sitting on the long table not too far away from Morgan.
Continuing to the long table further forward, the positions are further down.
Of course, just because the banquet table is arranged like this doesn’t mean everyone will follow the rules.
Especially at cocktail parties.
For example, King Robert Baratheon, the person with the highest status in Winterfell, was sitting in the center of the back of the hall, holding a beautiful middle-aged woman, drinking and having fun.
The status of the people around him in Winterfell was not high.
Morgan sat at the wine table, while he was responding to the toasts from the people around him, his eyes continued to wander throughout the banquet hall.
It didn't take long.
He saw Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, standing in a corner of the hall.
Next to the Duke, a tall man wearing a black robe and looking somewhat like Duke Eddard Stark was talking continuously.
"That's Benjen Stark."
"The Duke's younger brother..."
"I heard he is the chief ranger of the "Night Watch Legion"..."
"He's a big shot."
At this time, Thomson, the warrior leader on the side, followed Morgan's gaze and watched the two people in the corner of the hall introducing Morgan.
Thomson is Captain of the Castle Gate Guard at Winterfell.
The importance of this location is unquestionable.
He and Morgan had never known each other before.
The two got to know each other after being beaten up while challenging Morgan a few days ago.
Thomson has a high status and good strength. He has a somewhat proud personality and looks down on those who are weaker than him.
But he admired Morgan who beat him up.
"No wonder, he looks somewhat similar to the Duke."
Morgan nodded.
"Of course, they are brothers."
Thomson smiled and then raised his glass: "Come on, Morgan, cheers..."
"cheers..."
The banquet in the hall was lively and joyful.
The training ground a little further away from the hall.
It was quiet at this time.
Under dim light.
A figure was holding a long sword and slashing hard at the wooden grass man used for swordsmanship training.
Naturally, the only one who appeared alone at the training ground at this time was the bastard Jon Snow.
Although he told Morgan that he had to go to bed after drinking too much.
But even some of the minor leaders in Winterfell can attend the king's banquet, but as the son of the Duke of Winterfell, he can only enjoy the cold wind here.
How could this prevent him from feeling angry, helpless, and unwilling.
At this time.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the training ground.
In a quiet environment, even the slightest movement can be amplified several times.
Jon Snow, who was chopping, immediately turned his head and saw a short figure walking towards him while drinking from a small iron wine bottle in one hand.
It was the dwarf he and Morgan had seen in front of the brothel in Winter Town in the evening.
Jon Snow: "Why are you here?"
Tyrion Lannister: "Why can't I be here?"
Jon Snow: "You know what I mean."
Tyrion Lannister: "I just think the party is a bit boring..."
Jon Snow: "You are the queen's brother, Tyrion Lannister, right?"
Tyrion Lannister: "Oh, that is my highest achievement..."
Tyrion Lannister: "You must be Eddard Stark's illegitimate son, right?"
"..."
Tyrion Lannister: "Listen to me..."
“Never forget who you are.”
"Because the world will never forget."
"Arm yourself with it and no one can use it to hurt you..."
Jon Snow: "You sound somewhat similar to a friend of mine. Maybe I should introduce him to you."
Tyrion Lannister: "Who is that?"
...
"Who is that?"
In the banquet hall, Queen Cersei Lannister looked at the tall man with a ponytail, a burgundy suit, and a handsome appearance with a hint of wildness on the wine table, and asked the man next to her. Duchess Catelyn Tully.
"That one..."
After hearing the queen's words, Caitlin Tully glanced at the queen beside her, and then said: "His name is Morgan, the swordsman we just hired."
"Swordsman?"
Cersei Lannister was a little surprised when she looked at the handsome man who seemed to have a different temperament the more he looked at him.
"Yes, Morgan is a very good swordsman."
Caitlin Tully looked at the man a little further away and said slowly: "Besides, he is also a marksman."
"oh..."
Cersei Lannister nodded, her eyes continued to stay on the man named Morgan, and said casually: "Then he is really good..."
At this time.
Aware of being watched.
Morgan turned around and saw the Duchess and Queen at the top of the table looking at him.
He stood up immediately, nodded slightly and saluted, then raised his glass to signal to the two men.
Cersei Lannister immediately smiled when she saw Morgan's actions and raised the glass in front of her for the second time tonight.
The Duchess on the side also smiled and picked up the wine glass.
The three of them clinked glasses in the air to signal.
Morgan drank it all in one gulp.
