Snow listening to the announcement from a corner, at the back of the crowd. When it was over he looked down at his feet. Holding onto a staff like you would a walking stick he glanced back up over the crowd. "Go learn to fight" they said, "Gain some confidence in yourself" they told him. 

Snow sighed shaking away the voices in his head of those who had raised him, not family really  so he guessed guardians is the right word. Sighing again Snow stayed in the shadows of the corner looking over the crowd.