𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 • Jacaerys Velaryon

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐋𝐢𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬

After her encounter at the training grounds, Revna sought peace in the library. While roaming the shelves, she looked for a book about the North. More specifically a book about wisps. Her father would tell her stories of the wisps, how they can either bring doom or luck.

Her mother, Gilliane, encountered one once according to her father. Her mother had gone for a walk at the end of her pregnancy with Renva. She came upon the last wisp, reached her hand forward and it disappeared. Looking up from where the wisp was, she spotted an evader from the wall. Gilliane had hid behind a tree, in hopes of not making herself known to the evader. Unfortunately he had spotted her, startled Gilliane had broken into a slight jog. It was hard to run being at the end of her pregnancy, but she knew exactly the way she came.

It didn't take long for the evader to catch up to her. He latched onto her left arm and spun her around. Scared for her unborn child, Gilliane had started weeping.

"They're plotting, the cold blue eyes. Tell the King. We will be done for." The man had sputtered out, fear showing in his eyes. Confused, Gilliane stayed quiet, "Please you have to tell someone. We need an army, they just keep rising, ple-" The man got out before an arrow lodged itself through his eye socket into his skull.

"My Lady are you alright?" A guard from the wall had tracked the evader and stumbled upon him with Lady Stark in his grasp. "Thank you. Can you please help me get back to my husband?" Gilliane wiped her tears as the guard approached her. "Of course my Lady." That was the day that Renva was born. Due to the stress of her encounter, Gilliane had gone into early labor. After the birth of Renva she was never the same, Rickon noticed it before his children did.

It was as if she saw something else that day. She would stare off into space mumbling things about having to tell the King about the knight with cold blue eyes. Rickon had no idea what she meant. Eventually she broke free of whatever trace she was in, but it was too late. The maesters would pay her visits daily. Gilliane struggled with walking long distances, it then was hard for her to even get out of bed. She knew her time was coming, so she wrote letters to all of her children. In them she wrote about her hope for their future, things about herself so they would be able to look back and remember what she was like. Gilliane wrote what she looked like. Every miniscule feature she could remember about herself, she wrote down.

She passed not long after Renva's second name day. It was a sad and quiet time in Winterfell. Rickon mourned for his wife, along with not knowing if he was good enough to raise his three children. Cregan seeing his father mourn, made him want to be able to protect his family. Cregan practically begged his father to start training him at the age of eight. Rickon accepted, which led to them spending most of their time together in the training ground. Ranvir and Renva would spend their time together, forming their sibling bond.

Renva believed deeply in the wisps abilities. After the stories told by those in Winterfell, she wanted to learn more about them. Flipping the book open she started reading about them. She was almost done with the first chapter when she heard footsteps approaching. Glancing up from her book she spotted Princess Rhaenyra.

"Your grace." She spoke nodding her head and addressing the Princess.

"Revna, I did not expect to find you here. What is it that you're reading?" She pulled up a chair and sat next to her.

"It's a book about Wisps. Those of us in the north believe in them, we believe that they either bring doom or luck to those that encounter them." Renva explained, showing her the page in the book where there was an illustrated wisp. "My mother encountered one the day of my birth, after that she was never the same. My father thinks the wisp doomed her, she would keep mumbling about the 'cold blue eyes' but no one knew what it meant." Renva continued as she closed the book. Picking at the skin around her nails, she glanced up at the Princess. Making eye contact, Rhaenyra took Renvas hands into her own.

"I never met your mother but if she is anything like you I believe she was a wonderful Lady." Rhaenyra consoled the young girl seeing her eyes tear up as she spoke of her mom.

"Thank you, your Grace. I never really knew my mother, so being able to honor her last wishes is what I can do to feel connected to her." Renva said, glancing up.

Rhaenyra felt sympathy for Renva, she having lost her own mother was challenging. While Rhaenyra got to know her mother and bond with her, Renva barely remembers her. Rhaenyra couldn't fathom what she would be like having not known her mother. It made her respect for Lord Stark raise if anything.

"If you ever need a mothers opinion on anything, you can always come to me." Rhaenyra pulled Renva in for a hug. As the two hugged Rhaenyra could feel the young girls' body shake trying to withhold the sobs from coming out of her mouth. Rhaenyra herself let a few tears spill from her eyes, making sure to wipe them before the two separated. Rhaenyra knew in the moment, no matter who this girl chose, she would be there for her.

"Thank you for this conversation, your grace. It means a lot, however I must be on my way. I promised to meet the Princes and my brother after their training. It seems I have lost track of time so I must make haste to meet them." Renva said, wiping her tears and collecting herself.

"Of course darling, and remember what I said." Rhaenyra spoke, watching Renva slowly depart, giving the Princess a slight bow.