Chapter 447: If it's not Puberty…

Baron Baron leaned back slightly, his mind racing. Could it be the magic of the North affecting his son? Yes, the capital city was miles away from the North where he had fought, but he wasn’t ready to completely dismiss the idea. It seemed rather disingenuous for him to do so, and he knew that somehow, if he did, it might come back to bite him. While he knew the wildlings were stronger, larger, and more feral than any wolves he had encountered before, he had sent Morgana deep into their territory to investigate the source of the magic, but she had yet to return. “Perhaps it’s just a fluke,” Baron said, though even he wasn’t convinced by his own words. “You’ve been through a lot. Your body is probably just reacting to the strain. Do you remember when you were cursed? That was mind-boggling,” Baron said, placing a hand on his chest. “I don't blame you, Father,” Baylor replied. “I think it was quite interesting to take a curse on your behalf.” His son said this with a strange sheepishn