Broken Wings // Robb Stark 🐺

(unedited) House Morgayne - the stain of dishonor in The North. Violet wanted to wash away the venomous beliefs the Northerners had about the House of Ravens. The treason happened centuries ago and was caused by people unworthy to carry the Morgayne name. But it didn't matter. Rumors continued to spill from the mouths of the ignorant. Black Magic, Shapeshifting, eating babies. It persisted and became more and more outlandish as the years went by.

Eventually, tragedy struck, and she didn't care anymore about what people thought; instead, two things made her leave The Nest. A monumental threat was building an army at the likes nobody had ever seen before, and a poison lingerd in her soul - a need for revenge - a blood debt that must be repaid in full. Nothing would stop her, not even the Starks of Winterfell.

She had a plan, but nothing ever went right, and Robb Stark became a thorn in her side since their encounter. Fate could be cruel, and she knew this better than anyone, but annoying? That was a new one. Fate decided to play a little game. No matter what disaster came next, Robb Stark - the Heir of Winterfell - had to be in the thick of it all. It worsened when he called forth his Bannerman, who made him the new King in the North. Robb marched South to save his family and make The North an independent kingdom.

And to Violet's dismay, she went along for the ride despite the dangers that lingerd beyond The Wall. Freeing her homeland from lions presented itself as the immediate danger, and if she had to deal with the overly handsome, stupidly brave, gallantry charming, stubborn as a mule, honorable to a fault Robb - Gods Damn - Stark? Then so be it.