Chapter 242 - 243 - The Great War of Salvation (IV)
"It seemed like a god coming from the heavens to save us with fire and blood." A soldier’s account during the Great War of Salvation seeing the gigantic crimson dragon flying above him.
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Eddard looked at his son and smiled happily. Robb had arrived at Castle Black with good news. Val was pregnant with Robb’s child. Eddard couldn’t help but feel proud of his son for winning over that beautiful woman.
Looking at the worried expression on his son’s face, Eddard suppressed the happiness in his chest and said with a solemn expression. "Don’t show that expression again; you are the Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North, you must always remain calm in moments of pressure."
Robb smiled bitterly upon hearing his father’s words; it was easier said than done. How could he remain calm on an occasion like this? He wasn’t Eddard, who had gone through many things and developed a firm and calm character; he was only fourteen years old and far from being at the peak of his life.
Suddenly, Eddard heard thunderous sounds and knew that the cannons had started firing. He also noticed the army moving and the war cries spreading throughout the army. The Old Lord of Winterfell knew that the war had officially begun!
"Go back inside Castle Black and stay in the rear." Lowering the visor of his wolf-head-shaped helmet, Eddard said with a solemn tone. Looking at his son through the narrow view of the helmet, he spoke.
"Be a man and take care of your sisters and brothers."
"Don’t make the same mistake as me; be a good husband and father."
"Robb Stark, Winterfell is yours."
"May the Old Gods bless you, father." Robb hugged Eddard tightly and spoke with a trembling voice.