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(HOTD) Oaths (Cregan Stark)

The snow gracefully floated down from the sky, creating a serene and otherworldly scene, while the colossal wall of ice dominated the horizon with its sheer magnitude. A blanket of grey clouds stretched endlessly overhead, casting a sombre atmosphere over the vast expanse of land.

As Princess Y/n made her way through the ancient corridors of Castle Black, her elegant black gown swept the ground, gathering traces of mud along its hem. Accompanied by Lord Cregan Stark, who was clad in rugged leathers and winter furs, she ascended a creaky wooden lift, her presence commanding attention and respect amidst the stoic members of the Night's Watch.

"Are we sure this is safe?" Y/n asked,

"Fear not my princess, the men of the Night's Watch maintain all their equipment well. No harm will come to you," Cregan nodded,

As the lift creaked and groaned, it gradually started to ascend. The wooden structure swayed gently, causing the lanterns to emit soft squeaks as they swung back and forth. As the lift continued its ascent, the imposing silhouette of the castle gradually receded from view, giving way to the expansive and undulating landscapes of the northern realm stretching out in all directions.

Y/n slightly trembled tightening her grip on his arm,

"One wouldn't think a dragon rider would be afraid of such heights?" he teased her,

"No, it is not the height that bothers me." she answered, "More the lack of control I suppose,"

"I understand, it can be hard to relinquish such things." He said, "Come," He told her As the elevator reached the top, he gently guided her through the winding passages that were meticulously carved into the massive wall. They passed by numerous guards stationed along the way until they finally arrived at an outpost overlooking the expansive landscape beyond the wall.

"It is beautiful... in a terrifying sort of way," she says,

"Winter is coming My princess, and we must stand ready," he told her,

She scoffed, "Coming? Surely it is here, no? Else tell me, what is this that falls from the sky and shivers me so?"

"This is but a late summer snow, in the depths of winter it will cover all you see. And the feelings of the warm sun will fade to distant memory."

"My father brought King Jaehaerys and Queen Alysanne to see the wall, his grace stood this very outlook and watched as their dragons the greatest power in the world, refused to cross it." he explained,

"It pleases me to know." She nodded, "Our families share such history, that our ancestors over a century ago treated in this very place, The Conquer and the king in the north."

He chuckled, "You my princess, at least had the grace and the mercy not to threaten me with your dragon,"

"True." She smiled, "I wonder..."

"Of what?"

"From the word and histories I have read, The great Torren Stark would rather have died than bent the knee. Much less to the conquer unless he truly believed in unity for the kingdoms."

"I fear you right My princess,"

"We know why I am here, we both know I have come because that unity... now is under threat." she explained, "The realm is at risk of tearing itself apart like a dog chewing off its own tail." she said, "If the men of this kingdom do not remember the oaths sworn before my grandfather King Viserys and his rightful heir my mother Queen Rhaynera,"

"I assure you, Starks do not forget our oaths my princess, Nor do any house under me. There are many in westeros who support your queen... quietly,"

"Quiet support is the same as silence, my lord Stark."

"You must understand my princess, I like many others have a gaze torn. Between north and south, the matter of the crown and throne is a matter to you and your family I do not deny, but our matters are just as crucial, during winter the oath I owe to the wall and my people is even more than any I owe to kings landing."

"War is coming my lord," she said the shiver obvious in her voice,

"That it is." He nodded, He gracefully removed his fur-lined cloak and gently draped it over her shoulders, ensuring that she was enveloped in its warmth and softness. "We must be united as one... to hold the claim of your mother together."

Her eyes met his with playful suspicion, "Why do I feel the support of your Northmen comes with a cost beyond the oaths once sworn?"

"Our oaths are held dear, but what you ask would require our houses to have a strong union beyond just oaths." He explained, "My princess?"

"Is this a proposal my lord?"

"It is. My princess." He nodded, a gentle smile forming on his lips as he softly took her hand in his, delicately lifting it to his lips and pressing a tender kiss against her cold, delicate skin. The warmth of his breath mingled with the chill of her touch, creating a moment of tender connection between them.

"... for the sake of my mother's cause, and the kingdom. I must agree." she softly smiled trying to hide her blush,

"Come we will discuss matters in more detail besides the fire." He told her, "Before you freeze my princess." he cooed tugging her away from the outlook.