15. Blackfish

'Well today is my birthday or name day or whatever they say, it's also Robb's birthday.

Here calendar is quite messy. With the twelve turns of the moon for a year, it implies a lunar calendar that begins and ends with fixed phases of the moon like a full moon day or a new moon day. It does not run in parallel with the solar year. The maesters of the Citadel are sure to notice when the constellations don't quite appear where they should.'

Jon thought as he observed his new chamber, it was quite big in comparison to what he had before. But it was not that luxurious, well Winterfell was an old castle, somewhat grey and grim but at the same time quite cozy and warm.

Mine and Robb's training will start today. As we are only 7, we will be starting with basic body exercises, simple archery, and basic sword training like slashing and hacking as well as basic training with various other weapons. Mainly it will be theoretical, tactical, and basic survival training. As far as I know, it will take around 1-2 years before we start sparring and 3-4 years before we use live steel and actual combat. And after that Hunting. Or maybe we will start hunting with the bow earlier.

Jon looked in the bronze mirror with short trimmed hair and a Black Outfit having Red sleeves. He summoned his dagger from inventory and wore it after converting it into a bracelet.

Jon exited the room and headed towards the great hall. Along the way, many maids and servants greeted him, although he can see some reluctance on their faces.

In the past, they looked at him with contempt and disdain. Although No one had the guts to call him a bastard to his face. But he had heard whispers, which were 'not loud'.

He nodded with a slight smile at their greetings and walked slowly.

He was about to reach the great hall but he bumped into a maid around the corner who was holding a bamboo basket.

"My lord" she bowed and went away.

Jon looked at her back as she walked away. He looked down at his right hand a small rolled parchment.

'Faceless one' He thought.

He sighed and went back towards his chamber with quick steps.

He retracted back the dagger under his left sleeve. He was startled there, He didn't perceive her until he saw her with his eyes.

Fortunately, she was an ally or otherwise...

Jon exhaled as he once again realized his limitations.

He entered the room, scanned it for a while, and then locked the room. He unfurled the letter and read it quickly.

After reading it, He crumbled the letter and threw it in the fireplace that went down in the morning but still had some coals burning in it. He watched as the paper burned slowly.

The letter contained two pieces of information.

First- Pike is summoning all the reavers and started building Warships. Most likely for rebellion.

Second- Brynden Tully or the Blackfish will reach Winterfell in the evening before supper.

Jon frowned recalling the things he knew about Brynden Tully.

Brynden Tully was the younger brother of Hoster Tully, Lord of Riverrun and head of House Tully, and the uncle of Catelyn, Edmure, and Lysa Tully.

Brynden is a respected knight and formidable battle commander, who first distinguished himself in the War of the Ninepenny Kings.

'It is most likely that the Blackfish is coming here to check me. Because there is no big celebration for Robb's name day this year, just a small feast in the Winterfell.'

"Tullyes are getting restless it seems. Most likely Hoster Tully" He mused as he got up and left for breakfast.

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{Brynden Tully}

He knew he was a blunt man. He was well-loved by most of the family who knew him, with the only exception being his older brother Hoster, with whom he shared a rather complicated relationship. As a young man and a second son, he had no interest in ruling as a lord, and no interest in marrying, and thus his relationship with his older brother was marred.

But he knew his brother didn't truly hate him. He was his brother's most trusted man in House Tully.

So this time he personally came to North to observe this 'Jon Stark', and if he possesses any threat to his niece and her children.

He must admit he was shocked when the raven came.

The one who hates that boy the most no doubt is his niece. So it's really confusing that she would agree to this, because of some 'promise for the prayer'.

'Anyway we almost reached the Winterfell, I will soon find out.' He thought as he and the Tully guards passed the Barrowlands.