Winter is Coming (A Game Of Thrones Fan-Fic) (ON HOLD)
PSawyer
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"WInter Is Coming." The words and warning of the Stark house. Just after the first book, the oldest son, Robb Stark, has promised to take one of Lord Frey's daughters or granddaughters as a wife in order for passage through the Twins. Robb has been given Brooke Frey, a great granddaughter to the Lord of the towers. With no known words of their own, the Frey's are known for the excess of kin and protecting their own in battle. Brooke was chosen to wed Robb- the now Lord of Winterfell. She is accepted by all and praised for her beauty and quiet. "They call her Brooke because she is small and quiet like that which runs through the wood- and just as beautiful." They are all right, only her love speaks louder than any voice. Being sent to live at WInterfell before her marriage, she becomes known for her strength by all- it is what they all later think upon hearing her name. But Brooke has a secret- she loves another man... And the man happens to be Robb's bastard brother. "We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy." Wise words whispered by Maester Aemon which Jon Snow was bound by duty and honor to obey. Taking the Black, to Jon, always meant that he would never accidentally foster a bastard like himself- this he wanted even if it meant to never love a woman. Upon returning to Winterfell for his first time since leaving, he finds the girl who makes him wish he never spoke the words which bound him. Will the Stark brothers both retain their honor? Will Brooke make her choice? Is the heat of brotherly competition too strong for Brooke to withstand? And most importantly- Will her decision end up tearing the remains of the North apart? "When you play the Game of Thrones, You Win or You Die. there is no middle ground." A Fan-Fic taking place before the end of the first book. I have no idea what actually happens. I do not own any of the characters other than Brooke- she alone comes from my imagination.