Chapter 4

"Authenticate infinite training skill."

Infinite training: There is a 4x4 meter room inside without any enemies.

"There aren't any enemies inside, but ROB said there would be enemies to train on. I don't understand this, and why is it so small? How do I enter this space?" I closed my eyes, focused, and thought of entering the space in my mind. I felt a flowing feeling inside, and it started to vibrate. When I opened my eyes, I was in a white room without any doors or windows. "There is nothing here. What am I supposed to do? Is it empty because I don't have familiar yet?" Right then, I started to feel like someone was getting close to me, but there wasn't anyone there. And I thought of what Rob said. Someone must have been close to my room. Right away, I focused and thought of getting out. After feeling vibrations, I opened my eyes and was in my room on the bed. The door opened, and Brise came inside.

"Good morning. How are you feeling today, love? Do you still have a headache?"

"I have a small headache but not as bad as yesterday."

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" I nodded my head and said, "yes."

I got up from the bed, and we started to walk toward the keep's kitchen. It was a chilly morning. Like what would you expect from the North? When we arrived at the kitchen, many people were working in a hurry. It must have been close to the time lord and his family breaks their fast. My stomach growled when I started to smell the pleasing aromas in the kitchen.

Brise started to chuckle when she heard my stomach growl. "Honey, you know you can't have those. It is not for us; it is for the highborn." She pulled me into a corner and lifted me to a high chair. It was really humiliating getting lifted up like a baby; it will take some time to get used to asking for help for such easy things. She brought me a slice of cheese and a quarter loaf of bread. It is a modest breakfast, but at least I have something to eat. After eating, I decided to go outside. When I stepped out of the keeps service door, it took a few seconds for my eyes to get used to the light. I started walking around the keep inside the Winterfell. It is an enormous castle; if it was in my past world, it would be one of the world's wonders. The keep alone was bigger than any castle I had seen on earth. I don't have much information about this world. I know of as much as a 5-year-old boy would know. We live in Winterfell, the lord of the castle is called Eddard Stark, and we are called Northerners. That is all I know about the planet. I don't have to work because my father died while saving the lord, so I have some privileges the other smallfolk don't have. I can get three free meals a day until I'm 16. After that, I will be given a post in the keep if I want to. That is a no for me. I'm not going to waste my time serving lords while I have a mission.

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I don't even know what my mission is; he just said bringing balance and stopping some people when the time comes. One of my other privileges is being the playmate of the lord's son Robb Stark. It is a bit annoying because people keep telling me to lose to him when we play. It wasn't enjoyable for a five years old. Now I, a 35-year-old man, need to do that.

Thanks to my father's sacrifice, I have an easier life. I am still sad about it even though I never saw him before, but because this child's memories became my memories, I still miss him. I have short but fond memories of my father and mother, and those memories come with feelings. My father's name was Beron Snow. The child didn't know what a "child of a bastard" meant when people called him that. When this child asked his father what it meant, he just said, "It means that I don't know who my father is. "It is deplorable calling your child with another surname just because it is born out of wedlock. I'm a bit curious about it. Did he really didn't know who his father was or didn't want to say who he was?"

As for my mother, she has a surname too, and I got her surname. It shows she was not an ordinary smallfolk, but I don't think she was a highborn either. She comes from a knighted family. Just because you are knighted doesn't mean your lineage is going to become nobility, either. Thanks to that, they get a surname, but knighthood is not hereditary. We were just an ordinary family without any power or means. The only thing they left me was the death payment of my father, which is 100 gold dragons, and my mother's keepsake, a medallion. The medallion belonged to my mother, but she put it on me on her deathbed. As for the money, usually, only one year's worth of wages are given as death payment, but Lord Stark gave my mother four times because he owes his life to my father. It feels bizarre calling someone father when he is five years younger than me.

"Let's stop the sightseeing and find some animals."