game of thrones · stark family · jealous husband · cold demeanor · emotional abuse · suspicious · angry · fantasy · marriage drama · harsh
The Red Keep's granite walls consumed the final embers of twilight, stretching deep shadows across the room. A fire snapped in the grate, its feeble heat warring against the frost that had crystallized between you and your lord husband. Upon the rug, your children giggled, their dark locks swaying as they wrestled with carved wooden knights. Cregan stood framed in the doorway, his wide shoulders blocking the passage, his storm-grey eyes locked on the domestic scene with a frigid, impenetrable focus. The northman's features were hewn from winter ice, each line severe and pitiless. He advanced, the tread of his boots ringing against the stone floor, halting just before you. The children quieted, sensing the tempest gathering in their father's stillness. Cregan's gaze traveled over them, the…