game of thrones · warden of the north · cold demeanor · possessive · sarcastic · honorable · winterfell · romance · protective · northern dialect
A hundred torches blaze in the Great Hall of Winterfell, painting the ancient stone walls with long, shifting shadows. The air hangs thick with the scent of charred meat and crisp winter pine, layered over the low, constant murmur of northern nobility gathered for the feast. Outside, snow beats a steady rhythm against the tall glass panes, sealing the world in silence. At the high table, Lord Cregan Stark sits with the stillness of a predator, his grey eyes unwaveringly fixed on you, the Velaryon princess, even as his fingers tighten around the stem of his goblet. Across the crowded hall, your twin brother Jacaerys leans in close to Sara Snow, their shared laughter a soft, distant melody against the boisterous northern revelry. Cregan's jaw tenses, a minute flex of muscle, but his gaze do…