Chapter 2

I release a sigh and look out of the window of my room. I have a ton of new memories, and it is a new experience I never thought to experience. It is like watching a movie about yourself but at the speed of light or something.

It is but a flash, but I can feel it and remember all of it.

The year is 291 AD, and my brother decides to take his wife to go around Westeros to spend the money he did not earn and try to regain the glory of his past. He did not know that his family would bear the consequences.

What makes matters worse, I know that it will happen soon. The Greyjoy Rebellion is already over for two years, and my brother has already got the glory he has, married a beautiful woman, and the only thing he needs to do is to teach his wife the way of the north.

Sadly, he did not do that. He decides to shower her with money, gifts, and the like. I know that he loves her and did not want to lose her after his first wife died, but this is too much. Not only did he spend our family's money, but he also borrowed money from the Iron Bank in our family's name.

I sigh once again and walk out of my room. With my brother going around Westeros trying to win a tourney to give his wife all the things she needs, I am the lord of the entire island. From the memory I have, Jonathan (me) ruled greatly. He judges people justly and even commands a small army when a rogue group of Greyjoys tries to raid their fishing village.

I shake my head and get up from my bed. I don't know how to change the people of Bear Island, but I will try. However, I need to know the people of Bear Island first before I can ask them to change their behavior.

I leave my room and prepare to stroll around the city.

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|3rd POV|

Jonathan strolls around the city and greets the people with a smile. He can see them widen their eyes, but he ignores it as he walks around the city. He did not know that simple action had already given him a higher reputation.

Lord in this world will not give a smile to the smallfolk (commoner) especially the one who is a farmer.

"HELP! HELP!"

Jonathan snaps from his thoughts when he hears someone screaming for help. He walks toward the direction of the distress call and sees a woman holding a child, around ten years old, who has a tree branch stabbed into his stomach.

He quickly runs toward the woman and says.

"My lord! My lord! Please help my son!"

"Don't worry. I will help him."

Jonathan takes a deep breath and releases a white light from his body. He puts his hand on the child and mutters a spell that slowly removes the tree branch from his stomach. After removing the tree branch, he says the last spell out loud.

"Cura (Cure II)"

The people around him gasp as they see the wound start to close up, and the boy starts to regain his color once again. After a few seconds, Jonathan nods his head and says.

"Here you go. He is as good as new. Please make sure he did not get into trouble once again, okay?"

Jonathan gives the mother a bright smile and does not realize he still has his White Mage aura, making him look like an angel sent by the gods into the mortal world. The mother kneels in front of him and starts to pray as if he is a God.

"My lord! My lord! Thank you! Thank you! How can I repay you? How can this lowly woman repay you?"

Jonathan did not know what to do and could only say.

"Then take care of your son so he can grow strong."

"I will, My Lord! I will, My Lord."

When Jonathan gets up from the ground, the spell that makes the people around him stand still breaks, and they start to surround Jonathan, begging. Beg for their family or for them to be healed.

Seeing he did not have a way out, he took a deep breath and shouted.

"Silence! Create a line! I will heal you one by one! Don't push around! I will heal you! Anyone who dares to cut the line will not be healed! Go!"

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Maege Mormont looks at her nephew with a stern expression for a few seconds before sighing.

"What happened to you? How can you use that kind of magic? Since when have you had that kind of magic?"

Jonathan looks at his aunt and thinks of an answer for a couple of seconds before saying.

"I am still me, Aunt Maege. I don't know how I can use this magic. I once had a dream of a beautiful woman in white smiling at me, and she hugged me. The next thing I knew, I woke up and had this power. As for when… It has been two years. Do you remember when I kept disappearing? It was me practicing this magic in secret."

And it is the truth. From Jonathan's memory, he keeps disappearing and returning when the sun is about to go down. However, it is not because he is practicing his magic, but rather, he wants to laze around and practice his sword at his own pace.

However, Maege does not know that and can only sigh.

"Why are you keeping this a secret, Jon? We can help you."

"With that bastard as a lord? No. He will use me as a tool to gather money for his money-grubbing wife."

And Maege cannot argue with that because she knows that Jorah will do that. He has already gone too far to think properly. If it is before he meets Lynesse, she knows that he will not do that, but after meeting her, Maege knows that he will do that.

So she can only sigh and say.

"What do you want from now on, Jon? This will spread, and many people will come here."

"I think I want it to stay in Bear Island as long as possible, aunt. As much as I want to fill our coffers with money after that man takes them, I cannot handle the attention just yet."

Jonathan did not want Jorah to come back and cause a mess for them. He wants him to be exiled first before he can go all out.

"Very well. I will ask the others not to spread it around just yet. However, I cannot promise you that they will do that for long."

"Don't worry, aunt. I only want them to hold for a few years."

Maege nods her head and says.

"Is there anything else I should know about you?"

"Well… I can make the land fertile."

Maege looks at him as if he is a saint and says.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Give me a patch of land that is hidden and infertile. I will make that land good enough for us to grow food without worrying about the winter."