The Daily life

"Talion bring this to the table with the Tully knights please," my mother asks, "Sure Mom will do" I retort while walking to the table with the chicken soup and bread basket in my arms.

That is daily life for me as a small folk, we have no school and no maesters to teach us kids anything so the only thing we do during the day is either play by the river or help our parents with work, this also teaches us how everything works so that when we take over no problem comes.

"Here you go my Lords," I say as I put the wooden bowls and wicker basket filled with bread just freshly baked before the Tully knights, seeing that they are regulars and that the other tables have their food and wine I sit with the 3 knights.

"So any news lately? My Lords " I ask one of them. "Yes the Starks have a new son, and another Baratheon is about to be born" he responds. Merchants, Spies, from my own understanding knights have the most information, they are high enough in the ranks to know most of the important information and are also close enough to the small folk since they bring most of their time around them to ask about things they learned or heard.

I ponder 'So Myrcella is about to be born and Bran is born which means that soon delegations from both houses will arrive to congratulate each other'. I sigh thinking about all the extra work that soon will be arriving.

"So You got any news kid?" I hear the knight ask. "Not really, my lord" I really respond "The only news I have is that the Greyjoy rebellion is close to an end and that the king has appointed a new kingsguard".

There wasn't really much news happening in the world right now sure the Grejoy rebellion was a big thing but if I heard from my father how Robert Baratheon goes to work with that Warhammer of his it surprised me what Balon was thinking when rebelling. My father is a very factual person and doesn't like how stories sometimes get so blown out of proportion that they're just ridiculous, but I know one thing that he told me: he would rather face a hundred knights, over Robert Baratheon.

Not just because he is king but because he uses his monstrous strength to break all the bones in your body, It wouldn't be a swift an quick death with a sword through the neck no it would be a death by bone fragments in your lungs and flesh.

While pondering about everything the youngest knight asks me to spar with him. We do this every time he is here, so he can practice swordplay and I get to learn swordplay.

Grabbing the sticks I made the same length as a sword I handed one of them over.

"Want me to take it easy again on you?" he asks, "No need my lord " I say, I asked the last time she did this for him to take it easy on me because I had to work hard the next morning for it was very busy, luckily I have tomorrow off.

Starting with a swing straight down I dodge it by stepping left and making use of my smaller frame, he goes back into regular position so that he can block my stab to his undefended liver.

Blocking the strike to his liver he steps back and uses his longer reach to keep me at bay.

We waited for each other, looking for the smallest opening so that we could strike, and brought my sword back to indicate a strike from right to left he placed his sword to parry the strike Knowing he would do this I suddenly brought my sword from an - form to an I form trying to hit him on the chin he steps back to dodge it but I immediately start to close the distance between us.

I do this so I can have the advantage of my smaller frame and he can't use his longer reach.

Knowing I have the advantage of reach but also realizing that I have less stamina I start to swing wildly to Try and hit him. It was a gamble but by Just trading blows slowly I couldn't win.

Left, right, down, right, sometimes diagonal I use everything I have to try and look for an opening while fighting but none show.

Suddenly feeling tired he notices and immediately disarms me by using his own block to hit my hand hard.

Luckily I had a secret technique I thought no one that I could use to defeat him, Crouching over to my hand he stops and looks at me when I strike.

'Secret Justsu: pocket sand' Grabbing sand and throwing it at his face I grab my stick and stab him. Straight in the liver. Fatality

Catching my breath I see the knight hunched over trying his best to breathe and in pain while I just have a stupid smirk on my face.

"T-t-that was foul you cunt" he says between breaths, was he right: yes very right it was foul and dishonorable, but it worked and I lived so I don't see the problem.

Gave him a hand to step up, "Make yourself big and breathe slowly through your nose my lord " I gave him the tip and he listened, Making my way back he said something that surprised me.

"You are a natural at the sword you know, I have taught you 5 times and you are good very good even, If you want you could join house Vypren" I look at him in shock because getting a position in a house as a knight does bring many benefits but, " and if I may ask who are you to give such a position to me mylord?" I ask and his response shocks me further "Damon Vypren my name is Damon Vypren heir to house Vypren son of Lucias Vypren."

Well shit, I just beat up a noble heir.