Tormented Dragon|| Cregan Stark

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cregans pov
i make my last rounds around the keep making sure everything's to the standards of a princess and her knight. i pause hearing a few screeches. dragons. they arrived. i walk out and find them and a few lords that have gathered for queen Rhaenyras cause. the biggest beast a red and black color roars warningly at us all. i look closer and see why. he has the princess on his back. a man gets off the beast and the head of white blonde hair disappears from on the dragon after the dragon hisses at him. i hear footsteps and i see her. my god. she's...absolutely stunning. anger rises in me seeing bruises on her, a split lip and cheek.

who would dare lay their hands on such a angel? she walks to me with her knight a limp in her steps. i bow "your grace" she sends me a soft smile "m'lord. i thank you for inviting me to your home for my safety." her voice soft. meek almost. i take her hand and kiss her knuckles "pleasure is all mine princess. i am cregan stark." she nods "i've heard nothing but good things about you cregan. my name is Alyssa targaryen" i see her grip her knights arm "are you well princess?" as i lead her into the walls of winterfell and up the stairs to the keep. she's a bit slow in her walk telling me she's in pain. i slow with her "im alright cregan. just need some rest the journey was a long one" she's lying. she's not okay. but i get why she wouldn't want to tell me about whatever happened to her...we just met.

i offer her my arm and say "well since you're fine let me help you up the stairs" letting her know i don't believe her. she nods and takes my arm and we get her to her chambers. i tell her "i asked your father for your sizes so that way you have clothes that you won't freeze in during your stay. dragon blood can only do but so much. and it doesn't stop you from falling ill in these conditions princess." stopping at her door. i open it for her and say "i hope it's to your taste princess"

she nods "thank you m'lord" going to curtsey but i stop her "you're in pain princess there's no need. please...call me cregan" she replies "i'm not-" i cut her off "please do not lie to me princess. what happened to you is your business yes but you're under my watch and care now and you're safe. there's no need to lie about being in pain. i'll have the maester bring you milk of the poppy to soothe your aches." she nods and i say "i heard you enjoy to read so i had a bookshelf put in here with your favorite books. as well as supplies to write home with. you're more than welcome to explore winterfell and the keep as you are my most welcome guest princess" she smiles a small smile at it "thank you m'lord" looking around the room. "call me cregan" "well in that case call me Alyssa" she tells me softly.

i grin "alyssa" she sends me a soft and tired smile "cregan" my name coming from her lips sounds like a song sung by the old gods themselves. i tell her "the maester will be here soon with the milk of the poppy for your aches. and to clean your wounds." she nods "thank you...what of my dragons?" i reply "i assure you they will be fine. they're free to hunt as they wish when hunger strikes and you are free to go on rides when you feel well enough. you're free here Alyssa i promise you that" retaining eye contact with her so she knows i'm serious. i say "clothes are in that chest and closet right there. get comfortable if you wish" she nods "thank you cregan"

i nod and tell her knight i learned is Ser Lyle "i've had a room prepared for you as well ser" he says "there is not much of a need for it m'lord. i live and die at her side at my station." i tell him "i assure you she is safe here ser" he replies "she is the child ill never have and i am her sworn protector. i will not abandon my post now or ever. only when the stranger takes me will i leave" he follows the faith of the seven gods. i nod to him "very well. but if you do wish to rest. the room is to the right of hers right next door ser" he nods "thank you m'lord" and i go to the maester on the way i notice her dragons curled in the square of winterfell under where her room is. the largest one on guard and hissing at those who walk by. his amber eyes meet mine and he huffs almost. i tell the maester what's needed of him for her and thank the older man.