Chapter Twenty-Three: The Showdown Is Happening
At night, the moon is as cool as water. Duke Stark, who had been riding for a long day, should have been exhausted and fell asleep early, but he didn't.
At his age, he suddenly rode a horse for a day, which was already the limit. Although he had been following the precepts of the clan and insisting on exercising himself every day as winter was approaching, his body was no longer as good as when he was young, and he still couldn't sleep because he was still thinking about what Bran said in the morning.
He had seen the shapeshifters, as a northerner with ancestral blood, when he went south with Erin, there were shapeshifters under his command, and he was definitely good at reconnaissance of the enemy.
Back then, he also talked to the shapeshifter, and also said that the legendary green prophet, the legend is that the green prophet is the spokesperson of the old gods on the earth, incarnate in tens of millions, everywhere, but the shapeshifter told him that the green prophet is the most powerful shapeshifter, can possess any fish beam on the earth, and see the whole world with the eyes of the old god's heart, so the green prophet can be in the past and future, omniscient, omnipresent.
Ned is skeptical that his Bran has become a Green Prophet, it is true that the Stark family has ancestral blood, and it is not impossible to awaken to become a shapeshifter, and many famous Stark family ancestors in history are shapeshifters
"Wolf Spirit". Can Bran be a Green Prophet at such an age? Ned didn't know, but he had a little faith in his heart, because he had never told anyone about Jon's origins.
With the death of Dawn Excalibur and Prince Rhaegar in battle, it is impossible for anyone in this world to know that Jon is the child of Liana and Prince Rhaegar and is descended from the royal family of Targaryen and the Stark family.
Ned often rejoiced that Jon didn't inherit the silver hair of the Targaryens, and otherwise, Robert would never have let the child survive with his father's likeness.
"Gah... Ga... A shrill raven's cry sounded, and Ned was startled, his right hand stretched out like a sword beside him, and he looked up in the direction of the sound.
I saw a raven stop at the table with a note in its mouth, looking at him playfully with squinted eyes. Ned breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that this was Bran's transfiguration, so, was he a crow spirit, no wonder he asked Master Lewyn for a little raven.
Ned took the note, and there were three big words written on it,
"Follow me." With a fluttering sound, the raven flew out of the tent, and Ned got up gently, put on his cloak, and followed him to the tent door.
"Where are you going, honey?" Catherine said with sleepy eyes.