The beautiful melody echoed in the room. Cornelia sat upright on the chair holding the harp, her slender fingers passing over the strings, playing beautiful music.

Catelyn was sitting elegantly in front of him, watching her daughter play in silence, and finally showed a satisfied smile. Only at this moment could she temporarily forget that her daughter wielded a long sword at night.

At the end of the song, Cornelia breathed a silent sigh of relief. Today's test finally passed, but Catelyn didn't seem to have the intention of letting her go so easily today. She smiled and was about to tell Cornelia to play again when, luckily, Rodrik entered.

"Madam, miss, my lord is looking for you. Lord Benjen Stark has returned from the Great Wall."

After speaking, Rodrik looked at the harp in Cornelia's hand and frowned. What he hated most was music.

Catelyn stood up upon hearing this and looked at Cornelia, who was secretly relieved and laughed silently. She walked away, picked up the blind man's stick, walked over to her daughter, and handed it into her hand.

"Come on, your good uncle came at the right time and saved you from this disaster. You should go and thank him."

"I will!" Cornelia stood up, holding the blind man's staff, and skillfully used it to explore the path. Together with Catelyn, she went to see Uncle Benjen, who returned once again. She never let anyone help her walk. She should get used to the daily state of not being able to see during the day. She didn't want to depend on anyone, not even her own mother.

And over the years, she's done a good job of that. Even on unfamiliar roads, her walking speed is not much slower than that of ordinary people. This is due to her unique ability. Even during the day, her vision becomes dark, and she cannot see, but the strange thing is that even in this state, she can inexplicably feel the existence of life.

She can sense any living beings, such as people or dogs and rats, but cannot see them. However, she can even feel the distance between them and herself. Because of this, she never feels like she is actually seeing them during the day. It's a very strange state.

And this is Winterfell, the house where she has lived for ten years. She already knows all the plants and trees here. Now she won't fall because she can't see in her own house.

Ten years ago, Lord Ned Stark, the lord of Winterfell, gave birth to a daughter who was born blind. This is something everyone in the North and even the Seven Kingdoms knows, but other than the Stark family and a few deeply trusted servants, no one really knows her condition.

She can't see during the day, but at night, she can even see two little dogs chasing each other on the lawn outside Winterfell. Of course, her strangeness doesn't stop there.

If that were all, Cornelia believed that her mother, Catelyn, would never allow her to learn swordsmanship. Everything changed because of that night five years ago.

The night she had her first nightmare.

His father strictly ordered that no one tell his secrets to the outside world, and he also repeatedly told him not to expose any abnormalities in front of outsiders. This was true of the various Northern feudal families of the Stark family. Of course, in contrast, his learning of swordsmanship and archery was also never reported.

So, in front of strangers, she is just a blind noble lady.

One thing she has to admit is that she hates being a noble lady as much as Arya!

Cornelia followed her mother to meet her uncle Benjen, whom she hadn't seen in a long time. As head ranger of the Night's Watch, he stayed at the Wall year-round and could only return once in a while.

"How long will Uncle Benjen stay this time?"

After Uncle Benjen and his mother finished their greetings, Cornelia squeezed the blunt stick in her hand and asked. The thing that was sunk to the bottom of the pool and glowing with a silvery-blue light had been appearing in her dreams every night for several days, and she had to act.

She didn't know the specific location of the dream place, but she knew that it was in the cold land of eternal winter, north of the Great Wall.

It was a very dangerous place, but Cornelia knew she had to go!

"I'm staying more than ten days. I have some things to take care of before I go back. Do you want to hear more history of the Great Wall?" Benjen asked, raising his eyebrows.

Each time he returned, he told Cornelia and Jon stories about the Night's Watch. They were the only two brats in Winterfell who were most excited about this.

When Cornelia was little, she was very curious about the White Walkers in the original story. After all, they were completely different from any creature in the world she originally lived in. Of course, this world was a magical world, and everything was very different for Cornelia. It was full of mystery in every sense of the word, but as a child, the only thing she could identify with was the story of the Night's Watch on the Great Wall told by Uncle Benjen.

"In truth, no." Cornelia shook her head slowly with an elegant smile that her mother said was like that of a noble lady.

"I just want to know how much time I have to pack, and then I can go to the Great Wall with you." Then she calmly dropped a bombshell, which was enough to make everyone in the room lose their composure.

"What?" Ned was confused and shocked.

"Lia, what are you talking about?" Catelyn lost her composure. She didn't even care about the so-called lady's elegant manner anymore and grabbed Cornelia's arm in a panic.

"Father, mother, this dream has never stopped for so many years. Recently, the cold lake changed, and something appeared in it. In my dream!"

Cornelia held the blind man's stick tightly and looked directly in her father's direction. Although she couldn't see it, she knew her father was there. Her eyes must have been full of seriousness and disapproval at this moment, but at the same time, she also knew that her father would understand her.

"I have to go there and find out. It's still summer, and winter hasn't arrived yet!"

Cornelia said each word with determination, without a trace of hesitation or fear.

"Lia, since your first dream five years ago, I have been looking for the place you mentioned. But I didn't find anything. This is just a dream!" Benjen frowned and disagreed with Cornelia's suggestion. In the past five years, he had paid attention to this matter when he visited the North of the Great Wall, but he had never encountered such a snowy valley.

"No, Uncle Benjen, no dream can be that real, and no dream can last five years. I can't fool myself."

"And I have a hunch that I should go in person!" said Cornelia with some helplessness. She struggled with reason and didn't know why. She just knew that she needed to go there as if something was calling her in the land of eternal winter.

"No! You absolutely cannot go. I will not allow it!"

Catelyn took a deep breath and sternly refused. Would she ever allow her ten-year-old daughter to go to such a dangerous place just because of a dream?

"All good! When Benjen returns, you go with him to the Great Wall!" At this moment, Ned, who had been speechless for a long time, nodded. He looked at Cornelia's determined face and had to admit that maybe she was right. After all, Cornelia was different from ordinary people since she was a child. There were many mysteries in her body, and this dream could not be ignored.

The danger in sight is not scary. The unknown is the scariest. He doesn't want his daughter to live with such an unknown mystery, whether good or bad. The answer to her mystery lies north of the Great Wall. It's still summer, so it's not too dangerous, but one trip might not be enough to solve the mystery.

"Ned!"

Catelyn turned to look at her husband in disbelief. She couldn't believe what she heard. How dare he let his daughter take risks?

"Catelyn, don't worry! Lia is not going alone. I will accompany her on this trip. You also know what the situation was like that night five years ago. She must go on this trip!" Ned walked in front of her, held her shoulders with both hands, and convinced her seriously.

"But..." Catelyn frowned with worry, but she remembered what happened that night five years ago, and it took a long time for her to nod helplessly.

"You must bring Lia back safely! Ned! You must promise!"

Catelyn held her husband's hand and said to him solemnly. She could not bear the pain of losing her daughter.

"I promise! I swear by the old gods and all the new gods, I will definitely bring our daughter back safely!"

Ned patted Catelyn on the shoulder to silently comfort her and then looked down at his thin daughter. It was time to find an answer to this riddle. Whatever it is will be revealed when the time comes, but he will never allow anyone or any creature to harm his daughter.

Although Catelyn nodded and agreed to Cornelia's trip to the North of the Wall, she still hugged Cornelia with sadness and concern for a long time. Cornelia patiently comforted her for a long time before she was finally able to escape.

She held her cane and slowly walked outside, looking up at the blue sky she would never see. All she could see was the boundless night.

This trip to the North will be fruitful, she believed.

"Lia! This way!" Robb and Jon were accompanying Bran to archery practice. This was his second training session.

"How's Bran's training going?"

Cornelia lowered her eyes and felt toward Bran and the others. She stood in front of them and looked at where she felt their location was, which was very strange.

In their feeling, they seemed to have something similar to gas or fire in their bodies. The feeling was very vague, and each person's color had some slight differences. She still didn't understand what that meant. But she knows that the unknown thing is in everyone's hearts. She calls herself "Heart Fire".

"I think he's pretty good, but I think you were probably better than Bran when he started archery."

Robb joked, thinking back to the time Cornelia first learned archery, which happened after dark. He has always been a little jealous of Cornelia's talent, but he has to admit that she is talented in this area.

Even though Cornelia cannot see during the day, her other senses are so keen, along with her strange special perception ability, that she can almost hit anything that can move.

They went hunting last year. Cornelia rode a horse specially trained by her father to suit her situation. Needless to say, hunting at night was Cornelia's specialty, but even during the day, her harvest was also quite rich.

"Robb, you have to know that Bran has just started." Cornelia frowned in disapproval and replied, then turned to the somewhat frustrated Bran. She raised her hand and patted his shoulder with precision.

"Come on! Bran, one day, you will surprise them both! And then defeat them! You can do it."

Robb and Jon looked at each other with a smile and shrugged their shoulders helplessly.

"Can I?" Bran held the bow and arrow. It was still a little heavy for him. He was a little frustrated. He didn't understand why he couldn't hit the target. It was clear that Cornelia could do this very well.

"Of course! Let's keep practicing. Failure is the mother of success!"

Cornelia gently pushed Bran and asked him to look in the direction of the target. This was also where she practiced archery every night. In fact, even if she couldn't see it now, she clearly knew where the target was. Did she think maybe she could try shooting in this situation?

Although she felt somewhat confident, she still felt like she shouldn't let Bran down again.

"That's unfair. I also want to learn archery and swordsmanship. Why won't my mother let me learn?"

Arya, who had just learned feminine etiquette from Sansa, approached her as discouraged as ever. Beside Cornelia, she watched Robb and Jon teach Bran archery with eyes filled with envy.

"Didn't you ask Jon to teach you secretly?"

Cornelia put her arm around Arya's shoulders in a funny way while she was thankful in her heart that she couldn't see anything during the day despite Catelyn asking her to learn feminine etiquette. She learned to play the harp, so she escaped feminine etiquette.

"But he doesn't have much time to teach me. He also has his own things to do, and I also have to keep my mother from knowing about it." She hides and practices in secret every day. In fact, she has very little time to practice.

"I don't like labels, I like swords, and Sansa likes sewing needles!" Arya continued, "And I want to be a swordsman!"

Arya lowered her head and was a little discouraged. She knew her mother wouldn't allow it. There were very few female swordswomen in the Seven Kingdoms.

"Who said girls must become ladies? Why can't she learn swordsmanship like Cornelia?" Arya thought.

"You will! Arya! You will definitely become an excellent swordswoman in the future!"

But the price is very high. If possible, she really hopes to lower the price, but she can't guarantee anything even if she knows something.

But so what?

Cornelia has never been so naive as to think that just because she knows the plot, she can actually do whatever she wants. That would be very presumptuous! What's more, the supposed conspiracy she knew about was just the tip of the iceberg.

She could only do her best!

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