˚･ﾟ✧ 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ˚･ﾟ✧
' a targaryen and a stark love drunk
on one another. what could go wrong? '
˚･ﾟ✧ ⸻ in which rhaenerys targaryen and robb stark find themselves enchanted with one another
Started: 8.29.22
Finished: 7.2.25
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THE NEXT MORNING, RHAENERYS HEARD THE WHISPERS before anything else. In the middle of the night, a letter had been sent, and it was a letter directly from Joffrey from one of his Kingsmen.
It happened to be delivered to Robb as he was talking to Roose Bolton, and the contents inside were enough to chill him to his core. It hadn't said a lot, but that didn't matter because the things that it did say had enough impact on their own.
Rhaenerys had not read the letter, but by the time she had finished her breakfast, she could pretty much piece together what it said.
And she had never been so terrified in her life.
People stared at her as she walked by them, and the reason why made her want to jump out of her skin. She could not eat fast enough, and practically ran back to her chambers, Robb absent so a soldier had been sent in his place.
Grey Wind was also in their tent. Therefore Rhaenerys knew that Robb had to be somewhere nearby. She only hoped he was close enough, because right now she did not trust anyone to not come bursting into her tent and seize her.
Not even the guard outside of the door.
According to some of the Northern soldiers, the decree that Joffery had sent was worse than the last one. In the last one, he had called for Robb, Catelyn and Ned to turn themselves over.
Now, Joffrey was calling for them to give over Rhaenerys. She had overheard that Joffrey wanted her head as a trophy, and worse than that, he wanted Robb's heir dead as well.
In the decree, he outlined that if one was to hand them over, then all would be forgiven and the North would go back to the way it was. Of course, that was only if they murdered Rhaenerys, which no one was planning on doing. At least, that's what Rhaenerys hoped. But Joffrey's decree had been very convincing, and it was clear that he thought that maybe if the North had a choice between themselves or Rhaenerys, they'd choose the former option.
It was beyond cruel, and Rhaenerys knew exactly what he was doing by taking the bounty off of Robb and his father, and shifting it to her. He was making their armies question who they were really fighting for.
If they were fighting for Ned Stark and his son, they were happy to do it. But for her, an outsider whom they barely knew?
Well...
Those men knew nothing of her and she quickly figured they didn't want to. As long as she had been with them, most of them still had not accepted her or even talked to her for that matter. The most she got was an odd grimace or a small smile on a good day. She also heard, "Princess," a lot, but it was more in a mocking tone. Telling her they didn't acknowledge her as Robb's wife, but rather the person she used to be.
