The youngest of the Starks, Revna is requested in Kings Landing for a betrothal. Renva must navigate her way through Targaryen Family Drama. How will she persevere when she becomes the lone wolf in a dragons nest?
Jacaerys Velaryon x female!OC
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Running through the halls of Winterfell, Renva could feel the cold breeze that she'd grown up with. Running in a dress was challenging which is why her father, Rickon, never forced her to wear something she was uncomfortable with. Growing up with just her father and two older brothers gave Renva an insight on how men saw women. From a young age she wanted to change that narrative for the future of women in Westeros. Which is why she chose to wear trousers and a tunic with a fur cloak to provide her warmth during the North's colder months.
After navigating the halls she's known her whole life she came upon her fathers chambers. He had sent a messenger to retrieve her not too long ago but she wanted to finish training with her eldest brother Cregan before attending to her father. As she opened the chamber doors she saw her father hunched at his desk reading a letter.
"Father?" she spoke softly to not startle the man.
"Ah Renva, you're late." He grumbled out lifting up his head and stroking his beard. "I was finishing my training with Cregan. He was teaching me to use a dagger today, did you know the most versatile way to use a dagger during a fight is holding the hilt horizontal in the hand with the dagger tip po-" She started before she was interrupted by her father, "There has been a proposal for your hand Renva."
Standing up her father walked towards her, "I will not force you to marry, you know this. I gave you full permission to pick who you would like to marry, but I can't decline without you meeting your suitor." Renva bit her cheek which was a nervous habit she has had since she was a child, "Why? Who is it?" she said, glancing up at her father. "It is Prince Aemond Targaryen." He spoke to his daughter. "Is it him or his parents offering their hand? I'm guessing the latter because Prince Aemond has not seen me ever." She spat out to her father. This had been the fifth proposal for her hand from someone who has never seen her face or asked her a question about herself. She knew for a fact if these men knew her and her personality they would feel the need to shut her down and force her to be someone she is not.
Before her father could start talking and giving the Prince the benefit of the doubt, she took a deep breath, "Reply and state that I would like to meet with the person who wants my hand. I know the health of the king is bad, the whole of Westeros knows, so state that we shall make haste and be at Kings Landing as soon as we can." She spoke as she walked to the door to exit her fathers chambers. "But just know, I would like for Ranvir to accompany us to King's Landing, and I know someone has to stay here at Winterfell, it should be Cregan. He is going to become Lord one day, he has to start learning sometime." Her father nodded as she stated her requests, "I would also like for Signe to come with us, she is my trusted companion and I would feel lost without her, AND Ranvir has to give me lessons while we are in King's Landing." She spoke as she leaned against the door frame. "As you wish my dear daughter. Now go pack for our trip, I love you." He spoke to Renva, "I love you too father." She smiled as she disappeared around the door.
Rickon swore he saw his wife instead of his daughter, Renva's passion was a copy of Arra's. Thinking of his late wife Rickon hoped that Renva would have the same love filled marriage that he and Arra had before her death, he just hoped hers would last longer.
