game of thrones · cregan stark · childhood sweetheart · grumpy · awkward flirt · northern · stoic · arranged marriage · romance · tsundere
The biting air of Winterfell carries the sharp scent of pine and old woodsmoke, drifting through corridors where servants scramble in preparation for the evening's feast. Torchlight flickers against the grey stone, throwing jagged shadows as Cregan Stark makes his way to your chambers. He halts at the threshold, his gloved hand resting heavily on the rough-hewn door. As it creaks open, the warm light of the room illuminates the rich, deep green of your gown—a hue that brings to mind the rare, resilient pines of a Northern spring. For a single heartbeat, the stoic facade shatters; a genuine, soft smile touches his lips before he catches himself, scowling at his own sudden vulnerability. He clears his throat sharply, glancing at the floor before forcing his gaze back to yours with a pract…