Visenya Targaryen knew many things to be true. She was Harwin Strong's daughter. She was a Targaryen Princess regardless. And she was not going to marry for love.
With a war looming, Rhaenyra Targaryen must do everything in her power to strengthen h...
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Visenya knew that the men of the North were old-fashioned and even slightly prudish compared to the capital. But she did not care if people watched her and Lord Stark exit the council room after quite some time together, standing much closer together than they had on entering and an air of ease between them. If people noticed a change in the tension between their Lord and Lady, nobody said anything. And the day continued, all chatter surrounding what had happened to Lord Cerwyn.
Visenya had planned to spend her afternoon on dragonback but after a morning flight and a walk with Harrin, she was more tired than she had expected. And she returned to her chambers to bathe and rest before dinner. Lord Stark was to go into the Wolfswood with Willum and Edric, to hunt.
Sitting in her bath, Visenya thought of her family on Dragonstone. She wondered how life looked now they were approaching war. Life in the North seemed to go on as normal even if the war council convened. She imagined that Dragonstone was a very different matter of affairs.
The sound of the door opening and closing alerted her to someone joining her in the room. Turning over her shoulder, a smile on her face she called out.
"I won't be sharing this bath, no matter how nicely you ask me. So don't"
But when her head turned to where the person stood, her mouth dropped open.
"Oh"
Corrina stood with fresh linens and a pair of Visenya's riding boots that she had taken to be mended.
"I thought you were someone else, my apologies."
Visenya acknowledged, unsure if Corrina deserved her apologies. But if Cregan hadn't been bedding her all along, she deserved politeness. Even if she had been trying her best to seduce him with her wandering hands and fluttering eyes after supper each night where she had seen them.
"Of course, my lady"
Corrina was furious, Visenya could see it in her clenched fists and her tight voice.
As Corrina put away the linens and made the bed, the bed Visenya had woken in with Cregan that morning, Corrina seethed. Whatever she had thought was going to happen with her and Lord Stark was evaporating before her eyes since Visenya had arrived in Winterfell and she was not pleased.
However, she held her tongue and when she had finished her cleaning she left Viseyna to her bath. She left Visenya to do her hair and eat her supper in the hall with Lord Stark who gestured to the chair beside him rather than her usual spot with Arrina and Harrin. Of course, Arrina and Harrin simply followed her, bringing their plates and stools with them until they sat beside her, knocking elbows in the tight space.
It was just the Starks dining on this night. Lord Stark sat in the middle, with Edric and Willum on one side and his wife on his other. Across from Visenya sat Lady Alyssa and Torra.
