A Wildling's Heart

A Wildling's Heart

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"You were wrong to love her... you were wrong to leave" She was always wild and he was always a man of honor. Honor is the death of love but so too is love the death of honor. One hesitation and you lose your life, or your limbs. Thanks to Jon, Ygritte has survived the Battle of Castle Black and has found herself in his bed once again, but when a letter comes for the late Robb Stark she is no longer bedding a bastard but a King in his own right. With Ygritte at his side Jon wants to find a peace between the Free Folk and his people.Can he bring an end the war on the wall and win the North, or will his efforts be all for naught? This is a redone version of my prior story The Heart of a Wildling, I will be finishing that story here.
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They named her Elowyn Baratheon. But her blood tells another story. Born in the shadow of a storm and a lie, Elowyn carries the fire of House Targaryen and the cunning of House Lannister-though the realm knows only the name of a stag. Switched at birth to protect her from the wrath of a king and the chaos of her mother's death, she is raised in the lion's den, wearing a crown that is not hers and bearing a name soaked in treason. Now, betrothed to Robb Stark-the cold-eyed Wolf of the North she's loathed since childhood-Elowyn is thrust into a game she never asked to play. But the game has always been in her blood. As war brews, loyalties fracture, and dragons stir in distant lands, Elowyn must walk a blade's edge between who she is and who the world believes her to be. Because in Westeros, fire and gold do not mix-unless they burn everything down together. Robb Stark x OC

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