Sweet Crimson

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I look around as the large gates of winterfell approach. It has been at least a month since I left my home and now I sit in my carriage freezing my ass off.
The horns scream as the gates open. People gather around us as we pull in and stop. I look out the window and the starks are lined up waiting for me. They open my door and I step out. Once I touch the ground I fix my cape and walk over to them.
" Lord Cregan pleasure as always." I smile bowing and moving on saying a kind word to each stark and bowing.each of them bowing and smiling and saying thank you.
" Princess may I walk you to your room until you marry Cregan." Her mother steps forward and smiles.
" Yes you may." I smile and tuck my hands in my fur pockets. She turns and begins to walk toward the castle entrance. I start walking after her pushing thought the crowds after her. She stops at the door waiting for me. I pick my feet up and walk fast ketch up to her.
I sit at my desk writing my a letter to my kingslanding to ask my mother, father and, three other siblings.
    Dear Mother
        I have just arrived at Winterfell. The trip was quite tiring I saw some amazing things. The mountains and river I saw along the way were truly amazing. But that is not the point of this letter. I am writing to invite you to my wedding in ten forenights. To arrive in time you should leave by the end of this week or you can ride on dragonback. Please wear gray or red to stick with my theme.
        Sincerely, your daughter Viserra.
I finish the letter and wax it shut. I whistle calling a raven and attach the scroll and then release it out the window. I pull out another piece of paper and dip my feather back in.

    Dear Rhaenyra Targaryen
        I writing you from Winterfell in the north. I am writing to invite you to my wedding with Lord Cregan Stark. My wedding is in ten forenights. The colors are gray and red.

I roll it up and close it with wax. I whistle again calling for another raven. I attach it and send it off. I pull out another piece of paper and redip my pin in the ink.

   
Dear Visenya Targaryen
        Sister I am writing to you from winterfell. I inviting you to my wedding in winterfell. In ten forenights you may wedding will be held at winterfell. The colors are gray and red. Thank you I am waiting to see you.
        Love, your dearest twin sister Viserra Targaryen

I Fold the paper and us wax to seal it shut it. I whistle again and a raven comes and lands and perch on the window. I roll it up and slip it in the small metal tobe. I grab the small metal cap and twist it on sending the raven off. I scoot back and stand up. I turn around and pick up my cloak and swing it over my shoulders and tie it sliding the hood up.
I open the door step out and grab the handle pulling it shut. I walk down the hall and turn left and pull open the bathing room door. Walk in and shut the door behind me. In the room there are three copper bathing tubes with small barrel next to then with a rag and a small bit of lard soap. I take mt cloak off the hand it up walk over to the farthest one by the small window that looks out on the town and and forest beyond it. I slip my dress off the reach my arm around me and untie pull it of. Leaving me in my my undergarments.
I reach out and dip my hand in the water. The warmth of the water slightly burning my hand. I slip my undergarments off and step in the warm bath. I pull my silver hair out of the crown braid it has been in for the past week i've been on the road. My silver hair falling in wavy and mitch match patterns.
I pick up the bar or lard sick and smell it. It smelted of bacon and sweat. I'm good. I pick up the rag and start wiping it rubbing the dirt off my body.
I sit my sit the rag down and slide down taking a breath before sliding into the water. I close my eyes letting the hot water touch every part of my body. I lay there time feeling like its slipping away to nothing.
Suddenly I feel someone grab ahold of my shoulders and pull me up.
" Princess what are you doing." I open my eyes and look around to see three of my guards one northern guard my maid and Cregan. I Cross my arms around my chest.
" Princess first this water is scorching hot it is quite literally just been boiled. Second what were you doing under the water you could of drowned. " she stands grabs my cloak. She stand in front of me and pulls it out spreading it out making sure im covered. I stand up and grab the cloak. I pull it around the wet body and it stick. I tie the sting and pull the rest of the cloak closed. I turn around the push through the people and I pull the hood over my head covering my silver hair.
I look down walking into my room and walk over to my bed and climb in and drift off to sleep.
" Your lady we have received three letters from different places." I sit up and look down my chest the cloak open. I quickly pull my blanket over me. I hold my hand out and she places all the roles in my hand.

    Dear Viserra Targayen
My dearest daughter unfortunately we can not attended your northern wedding. We cannot travel to the north and undo all of the religious power we had retained. We unfortunately can not attended a wedding with the old gods. If you come to the south and have a seven gods wedding with your family traditions.
        Sincerely, Alicent hightower.
I look down a single tear streaming down my face. My mother will not attended my wedding cause it does not aline with her religion. Why. My nose twitching in anger. I crumple up the letter and throw it out my window. I pick up my pillow and stab my head into it. I open my mouth and scream. I take my head out the pillow and unroll the next letter.

    Dear Viserra Targaryen
Me and my children and husband will be attending your wedding. I could not miss it for the world to see my Sister wedding. I would never miss this for the world. We are leaving soon so we should arrive soon. Of course by dragon back.

        Sincerely, you oldest sister Rheanerya Targaryen
I smile and place the roll back down on my bed. Im glade that I can see Rheanerya and her kids again. Maybe she can walk me down the isle. I pick up the last roll and carefully peel the wax seal not to rip the paper.

        Dear my dearest sister
    Me and James will be attending your wedding and we are going to surprise you with something very special. Me and james are leave tonight so we can share this very important news. Also Mother sent me a Raven earlier today pleading with me to not attend you wedding to prove a point. To stick it to you that you are no longer apart of out family.
        Sincerely, Your Twin sister Visenya Targaryen.

I clinch my jaw. I crumple the roll and throw it at my wall.
" You fucking whore." I plant my face in my pillow. I stand up and pick up the lantern next to me and throw it full force at the painting of me, my mother, my father, Aegon, Rheanerya, Aemond, Visenya, and Helena. The lantern hits the painting tearing a hole were it hit leaving glass and oil on the floor. My breath heavy.
Tears slide down my face. How can she tell my sister to not come to my wedding. How can say that she is basically disowning me. I pick another lantern that was this tim lit. I throw this one at the painting it catches on fire. This time the lantern makes a loud bang.
" Princess. " I hear shouting and run towards my room. I Sprint to my door and throw it open a running straight out towards the side stairs that lead out to the side exit. As I turn the corner I pick my dress up running full speed. My bar feet splashing in the mud. Throwing mud onto my dress and calves. I Turn the corner and go though the small arch way. Leading oto a large open field filled with inches of snow. I pick up my dress and start running though the field.
" Princess. Were are you." I turn and see James walking past a window. I keep running till I'm at the edge of the woods. I stop and turn around and see group of people walking out of the castle with lanterns and hounds.
I run deeper into the forest the moonlight lighting my way thought the woods.
" The dogs got tracks." I hear a voice yell there feet picking up and going faster. I turn around seeing them start sprinting following my tracks. I pick my feet up and start bolting. My silver locs flying behind me. Fuck this dress.
As I keep running I grab my dress and begin ripping and tearing it up throwing it aside. After ripping my dress the dress falls just above my knees. The cold air hitting and stabbing my legs. With every step I take the more my feet hurt and wood and leafs stabbing my feet.
I look around for something like a creek or stream to make sure they loose my tracks. In the distance a ditch about 100 feet away. I push my body forward planting my feet in the snow. Once i reach the ditch I jump down and run though the ditch. The water splashing and washing off my feet.
Once I was a ways away I stoped to catch my breath. I look over the ditch and start walking seeing a cave. I crawl into the cave and curl up and close my eyes.