You became an orphan, niece to the King, you soon find yourself living in the Red Keep, and surrounded with more vipers than dragons. So he betrothed you to a recently widowed Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North.
And you found...
Warnings: Death of characters, cursing, medieval and asoif customs, child on child violence, bullying, the boys are manaces, mentions of death on childbirth, might miss some warnings
Notes: I'm going to delay Viserys' death a couple of years for the sake of the ages of this history, of course I'm aging Cregan a little bit as well
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120 AC. Reader is 10, Cregan is 12 years older
King's landing was submerged in celebration.
Everyone was in good spirits.
it was the fifteenth anniversary of King Viserys marriage to Queen Alicent Hightower
And he wanted to celebrate it, he wanted everyone to celebrate it with him.
But you had spent the last six months in the Red Keep after losing your father, and the truth is, even if you were excited to spend time with your cousins and nephews, knowing there were kids you could play with... you came to a rude awakening.
They didn't receive you with open arms, they didn't want to play with you, in fact, they seemed to want to play you instead.
They were mean and rude, using you as targets for their pranks and mean jokes.
You tried to avoid them, but you had classes with them, you visited the Dragonpit alongside them, and you had lessons taught by maesters by their side.
Uncle Viserys seemed surprised when he learned that your father was educating you like you were a little boy, learning about politics and philosophy, instead of knitting and poetry. He was pleased, and didn't go against his brother's desires so he put you to learn alongside his sons and grandsons
He meant well, they didn't
You were soon brought back to reality when Jace pulled your hair roughly
"And (Y/N) with her imaginary dragon", he mocked
"My dragon exists", she pouted, "she is not made up"
"Then where is she? we had never seen her!", mocked Luke
"She is real! I'm telling you! it was my father's dragon, she is shy that is all", Aemond didn't say anything
"Even she has a dragon, but not you Uncle!", continued Jace, "but we are going to change that", your ears picked up, and you looked interested, how Luke jogged down the ramp
"You found a dragon? how?", asked Aemond
"The Gods provide", muttered Aegon, and you and Aemond both stopped your very thoughts when Luke came running up with a pig on a leash, wings and a tail of straws.
