The King's entourage returned to King's Landing in several parts. Mufasa naturally rode on horseback, while Bran traveled by boat.
Bran had woken up, but his lower body was still immobile. He felt pain, indicating he still had sensation.
After this accident, he developed a fear of climbing tall buildings.
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"I'll never climb again! I almost fell to my death this time!" Bran said to his mother and sister.
"Oh, right, where's Mufasa? I haven't thanked him for saving me yet!"
Bran asked.
"Bran, in the future, you should have less contact with Mufasa. Playing with him is very dangerous," Catelyn said very seriously.
"Why? I think he's a good person!" Bran didn't know why his mother was hostile towards Mufasa.
Could it be because he is from Lannister Family?
Jon Snow did not travel by boat with Catelyn and the others; instead, he rode on horseback with Mufasa.
"Mufasa, I feel like your red horse must be a Dragon Steed. It must have dragon blood flowing through its veins, otherwise why would it breathe fire?" Jon looked enviously at Mufasa's mount.
"Jon, what do you want to do when you get to King's Landing? Become a Kingsguard knight's squire? Or a Gold Cloak? Or Prince Joffrey's squire?" Mufasa asked.
"I haven't decided yet, but are there other jobs? I want to stay away from Lady Catelyn," Jon said.
"Alright! You can work at North Sea Kindergarten and South Mountain Nursing Home, teaching children how to fight. It would be working for me! Is that okay?" Mufasa asked.
"I can serve you, Ser Mufasa," Jon Snow said.
"What about me? Mufasa, what can I do?" Ygritte rode up on a chestnut mare, sandwiching Mufasa between her and Jon Snow.
"You? Sharpen your fangs, put on a noble lady's dress, and go do needlework with Myrcella and the others! Didn't Lady Catelyn tell you that already?" Mufasa said.
"I'm not going," Ygritte shook her head.
"I'm a female warrior among the Free Folk. Now that I've come to the civilized world, I should at least be a knight, right?"
"I'm sorry, Ygritte, there has never been a true female knight in Westeros. There have been female warriors, though. For example, Visenya, Aegon the Conqueror's own sister."
Mufasa suddenly paused, as if his mother was also named Visenya! He shook his head, chasing the thought away.
"Then I will be the first female knight in history, and the honor of knighting me will be yours, Mufasa!" She looked at Mufasa with anticipation.
"No knight in Westeros would dare to go against the world's conventions to knight a woman," Mufasa said.
"What, you wouldn't dare either? Are you a coward, Mufasa?" Ygritte used a taunt.
Mufasa didn't fall for it.
"If you can achieve a top sixteen finish in the Tourney, I will knight you in front of everyone! How about that!" Mufasa said.
"Alright then, you civilized folk will see how formidable a wildling can be! Hahaha!" She laughed loudly.
"Remember to wear a mask then!" Mufasa reminded her.
"Got it, got it!"
Ygritte happily spurred her horse, galloping past Mufasa and Jon Snow.
"Jon, your wife is going to compete, don't you want to go?" Mufasa asked.
"I want to, but I'm afraid I'll anger Lord Eddard Stark and Lady Stark. So I'd better not go," Jon Snow said.
"You are indeed thoughtful, considering others' feelings, but what about your own feelings sometimes? Do you truly not want to be cheered by the crowds?"
"Don't you want to hear thousands of people shouting your name?"
"Jon! Jon!"
"White Wolf Knight! White Wolf! Owooo!"
Jon Snow was lost in his fantasy when a tree branch blocked the path ahead.
Mufasa dodged it, but Jon Snow was still in his fantasy, and with a "thud," he was knocked off his horse by the branch.
"Hey, Jon, are you alright?" Mufasa rode back and asked.
"I'm fine, really, I'm fine!" Jon Snow felt as if he saw six black crows flying by.
After returning to King's Landing, Robert took Eddard Stark to meet the other members of his Small Council.
Grand Maester Pycelle, over ninety years old, frail in appearance but actually very spirited.
Lord Varys, the Master of Whisperers, from across the Narrow Sea, a remnant from Aerys's time.
Littlefinger Baelish, Master of Coin. Responsible for borrowing money and owned many Brothels.
Renly, Master of Laws, Eddard had already met him.
The Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, Eddard had also met him.
"Why isn't Lord Stannis here?" Eddard Stark asked.
"He went back to Dragonstone, Eddard. I think he's angry because you took the position that was rightfully his. Hahaha!" Renly laughed.
Although Renly looked exactly like Robert in his youth, he didn't possess Robert's martial prowess from his younger days.
As for Stannis, he didn't resemble Robert or Renly at all. Tyrion sometimes told Mufasa that he suspected Robert and Renly were full brothers, born of Lord Steffon, but Stannis was not born of Lord Steffon.
Meaning, Robert and Renly's mother had secretly committed adultery.
Mufasa did not explicitly refute Tyrion's conjecture, as Stannis indeed looked different from his two brothers.
Although Eddard Stark did not want to offend Stannis, there was a more important matter at hand, so he temporarily put that aside.
"Eddard, from now on, you are my Hand of the King!"
Robert pinned a pure silver right-hand brooch to Eddard Stark's chest.
"Eddard, the rest is up to you! I'm leaving now!"
Robert wasn't going hunting; he was going to train because he also wanted to participate in the Tourney.
Eddard Stark still held Mufasa's records about The Wall.
"Ahem, my lords, winter is coming! We are in big trouble! Now is the time to work together!"
The others looked at Eddard Stark with expressions as if he were an idiot.
"Eddard Stark, what exactly are you trying to say?" Varys asked.
"Ser Mufasa brought back a black coffin from The Wall, and I believe Lord Renly and Ser Barristan both saw it!"
"The contents inside need to be announced after the Tourney concludes; then everyone will know! Now we need to put aside our past prejudices and conflicts and join hands to fight a greater enemy, an enemy from the far North!"
"Wildlings?" Baelish asked. He lived in the Vale, where there were also wildlings who would come out to raid in winter.
"Something more terrifying than wildlings: White Walkers!" Eddard Stark said gravely.
"White Walkers! With all due respect, Lord Eddard, White Walkers only exist in legends, and their authenticity is yet to be verified!" Grand Maester Pycelle said.
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