"Someone, please decorate this place. It's so messy and uncomfortable to look at.

Also, it’s too monotonous over there, so let’s decorate it with some bright strips of cloth.”

In the main castle of Winterfell, in the banquet hall, Caitlin commanded the servants with a rosy face, arranged messy tables and chairs, and decorated the banquet hall with flowers, colored cloths and other items.

Ado, who was huge and burly, hugged Brandon, who had regained consciousness, and stood aside with an expressionless expression, watching silently.

Rickon happily chased the shaggy dog ​​and walked among the many servants, adding more chaos to the busy servants.

"Mrs. Catelyn, Lord Robb is arriving at the Winter Fair soon. Let's get ready to greet him at the school grounds!"

Maester Luwin, wearing a maester's clothes and maester's shackles, walked in quickly and told the news reported by the soldiers.

"Everyone, hurry up. Once everything is ready, go to the school grounds and line up to greet us!"

Hearing that time was running out, Caitlin spoke urgently and urged her servants louder.

Ta-cha! Ta-cha!

The hooves of thousands of war horses trampled on the wet soil, making a squelching sound.

The men, women, and children at the winter market all stood on both sides of the road, looking excitedly at the cavalrymen passing by.

From time to time, they discussed in a low voice the majestic and neat military appearance when they marched in formation.

"Oh my God! The troops trained by Lord Robb are so impressive. Their mental state is different from before!"

"Of course, I heard two days ago that Lord Robb captured the Dreadfort, which can scare children into tears.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the Dreadfortress has been forcibly breached."

"Hey, isn't that Lord Roose of the Bolton family? When he came to Winterfell with hundreds of cavalry, I saw him from a distance.

Such a big shot is now in chains and a prisoner!"

Of course Luce, who was dragging heavy shackles and moving forward slowly, could hear the loud discussions of these damn civilians.

He wished he could skin these civilians right away, but he was now too unwilling and weak to do so. He could only lower his head and pretend not to hear.

Snap!

Xue Feng, who was walking at the front with Robb, suddenly turned his head to avoid a small stone thrown from the left. It suddenly exerted force on its limbs and jumped over the heads of the civilians watching on the left.

"ah!"

"Run!"

"Scared me!"

Because the bloody wind was so oppressive, the civilians who were jumped over their heads were frightened and screamed, ready to flee with their heads in their hands.

"Bloodwind!"

Hearing Robb's voice, he opened his wolf's mouth, revealing the bloody wind full of sharp teeth. He stopped his next move in front of the gray face of a child.

Phew! Phew!

Its ferocious wolf mouth made people frightened just by looking at it, and it spewed out white mist breath with a fishy smell, causing the scared and trembling little kid in front of it to let out a burst of retching.

"Ah, Egg! Lord, please have mercy!!!"

Among the civilians onlookers, a middle-aged woman reacted and rushed forward.

He hugged this naughty child who dared to throw pebbles at the bloody wind, and let out a series of wailing sounds from his mouth, begging for mercy.

"return!"

When Xue Feng heard Robb's call, before turning around and leaving, he stretched out his slender tongue in a very naughty manner and licked the child's face.

"Woo...wow!"

The naughty boy Egg, who thought he was going to be eaten, was so frightened that he peed his pants and burst into tears.

Feeling the joking coming from Xue Feng's heart, Robb rolled his eyes angrily, took out a silver deer from his arms, bounced it in front of the middle-aged woman with a 'ding' sound.

"The child is scared, buy some delicious food to comfort him!"

"Thank you! Lord, you are compassionate, rich and healthy!"

When the middle-aged woman saw that her child had been spared and was rewarded with a silver deer, she immediately loudly spoke poor words of praise.

After this episode, the Winterfell army continued to move forward, but at this moment, the focus of discussion among the surrounding civilians was no longer on the majesty of the army.

But the fierce Bloodwind, the kind Robb, and the lucky mother and son.

The entire victorious return team stretched for several kilometers, but as long as they returned to Winterfell, Robb and other senior officials did not need to worry too much.

The middle-level officials in Winterfell will naturally handle the miscellaneous matters such as capturing prisoners, arranging the wounded, warehousing and counting the loot.

When they arrived at the school grounds, their mother, Caitlin, led everyone in the inner castle to set up the same formation as they had to welcome the king's arrival.

"Mother!"

Robb turned over and dismounted with a smile on his face, shouted, and opened his arms to hug Catelyn.

"Just come back! I have already sent a raven letter to notify your father about this war. He will be proud of you!"

Seeing her eldest son return unscathed (the sword wound on his left arm was invisible), Caitlin's face glowed brightly and she spoke happily.

"Mother, this time I used 4,000 people as bait, and more than 2,800 people died."

Robb was not happy when he heard this. There was no need to pretend in front of his mother. He said softly with some guilt.

"They sacrificed their lives for their lords, and you should let their families get the rewards they deserve."

Caitlin touched her eldest son's silky hair and answered softly.

"I will. The harvest this time is far beyond imagination."

After venting his vulnerability, Robb felt much better. He stood up straight and nodded.

"Well, that's good. Robb, you are far more powerful than you think!"

Caitlin smiled and encouraged her eldest son who allowed her to see Ed's shadow.

Robb nodded and turned to stand in front of Hodor.

Looking at Brandon, whose face was still delicate but whose eyes were no longer as lively as before, he kissed Brandon's chestnut hair distressedly.

"Bran, don't worry! Brother will make you recover!"

"Robb, you should know that there is no way my legs will recover!"

Brandon no longer calls him "brother" affectionately, but as coldly as a stranger, calling him by his first name.

"Well, I know, but I'll let you recover."

Robb didn't care about his coldness and still smiled and answered.

He told himself in his heart that he must let Brandon return to that smart and lively happy boy, instead of letting him become the so-called green prophet.

After teasing little Rickon again, he comforted Jory who had returned to Winterfell to recover from his injuries. Daisy, who had been following his instructions and was responsible for guarding Winterfell,

Maester Luwin who is hardworking and does everything, Osha who is idle and has nothing to do, etc...

After painstakingly expressing condolences one by one, Robb asked everyone to disperse and meet again in the banquet hall during the dinner.

Bloodwind is now too big to enter Robb's room, so he has his own room.

The left corner of the first floor of the main castle, which could easily accommodate him, was almost directly below Robb's room.

The war had been over for more than half a month, and Robb finally returned to his familiar solid wood bed. After a comfortable bath, he lay down to take a nap after being tired from the journey home.

By the time the servant woke him up, it was already sunset.

Putting on the lord's casual clothes that Catelyn specially ordered the servants to bring, the handsome and majestic Robb went to the banquet hall for the banquet.

This banquet hall was a celebration and reception dinner carefully prepared by Caitlin. It was full of various fruits, large pieces of meat and homemade bread.

Robb, who was sitting on the high table in the banquet hall, knocked on the long table twice and stood up with his own wine glass.

The discussion that started in the banquet hall suddenly stopped, and everyone turned to stare at him.

"Tens of thousands of savages are still gathering strength outside the Great Wall. Tomorrow, our training still cannot relax at all.

However, these have nothing to do with today. Today belongs to all of us. We are the winners. Enjoy your wine and food!

cheers!"
Chapter completed!