AuthorEktaPaul
[Disclaimer: This work is a fanfiction.]
I do not own A Song of Ice and Fire or its characters. All rights belong to George R. R. Martin and related rights holders. This is a non-commercial fan work created for entertainment and creative expression only.
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The North has bled.
Winterfell stands again, but its stones remember fire, flaying, and broken oaths. Ramsay Bolton is dead. The direwolf flies once more above its ancient walls. And Jon Snow - once a bastard, once a corpse - is now King in the North.
Arya Stark returns to a home shaped by ghosts. She has crossed seas, worn other faces, and learned to kill without mercy. She rides north seeking vengeance for a brother she believes murdered - only to hear whispers on the frozen road: the Bastard of Winterfell rose from the dead and reclaimed his father's seat.
Their reunion is not loud. No feast. No easy laughter. Only silence thick with years lost and things unsaid. They have both survived too much to remain unchanged.
Under the heart tree, beneath the watching red leaves, blood calls to blood - but not as it once did. In a land ruled by swords and memory, love may prove more dangerous than war.
The North remembers.
And so do they.
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Series : The Song Of Love And War [Tetralogy Saga]
Book 1: Blood of the Wolf, Blood of the Dragon
Book 2: Young Wolf's Dragon Queen
Book 3: The Dragon Princess's One-Eyed Dragon
Book 4: The Cruel Dragon King's Wolf Girl