In an age of ice and fire reshaped by fate, the Seven Kingdoms stand upon a different foundation. From the frozen walls of the North to the golden hills of the Westerlands, the realm has prospered - yet it trembles under the weight of ambition.
Winterfell is no longer a distant, desolate fortress. Under generations of wise and unyielding Stark lords, the North has flourished into the second richest kingdom of Westeros, surpassed only by the wealth of Casterly Rock. Its mines yield silver and iron, its harbors bustle with trade from across the Narrow Sea, and its citadels gleam with the learning of maesters and kings alike.
The direwolf banner commands not only respect, but influence - for the North remembers, and the North endures.
Far to the south, the Targaryen dynasty still reigns unbroken. The fire at Summerhall never came to pass; no dragons were lost, no heirs were slain. The blood of the dragon remains pure and strong, and the skies above King's Landing are once again darkened by the shadow of wings. The realm knows the majesty of living dragons, and the iron rule of their riders.
But peace built upon pride is fragile. As Robert Baratheon's fury brews in Storm's End, as whispers spread through the courts of Dragonstone and Winterfell, and as lords old and new question where their loyalties truly lie, a storm gathers that will test the fate of every house.
In a Westeros unscarred by tragedy yet burdened by power, the game of thrones begins anew - colder, grander, and more perilous than ever before. For when ice rises to meet fire, even dragons may learn to fear the North.