Iron From Ice

Y/N Forrester, second son of Lord Gregor Forrester, was never meant to rule. Sent south as a boy, he was raised among lions instead of wolves. Serving as a squire to Ser Jaime Lannister before earning his knighthood at just eighteen. A year later, he donned the white cloak of the Kingsguard, swearing his life to kings who sat the Iron Throne.

He served under Robert Baratheon, endured the cruelty of Joffrey, and watched the rise of Tommen, a king he saw not as evil, but fragile. Breakable.

But the South taught him a brutal truth: honor means little in a court ruled by monsters.

He stood in silence as Eddard Stark was executed. He watched as Sansa Stark, his childhood friend, was humiliated, beaten, and broken under Joffrey's reign. Once, he even stepped between her and Ser Meryn Trant, an act quietly noted by Tyrion Lannister... but never enough to change the game.

And it was never enough to save her.

Haunted by what he witnessed... and what he failed to do, Y/N abandons his sacred vows, becoming an oathbreaker in the eyes of the realm. But the North is calling him.

His father is dead, slaughtered at the Red Wedding. His brother has been executed by the sadistic Ramsay Bolton. Ironrath has fallen, and House Forrester stands on the brink of extinction.

Now, Y/N returns not as a knight from the South... but as a son of the North.

Reuniting with Jon Snow and Sansa Stark, once his closest companions, now hardened by war and betrayal. Y/N joins their cause to take back the North from the Boltons. But time has changed everything.

Jon is no longer just a brother. He is a leader. Sansa is no longer a girl. She is something stronger... colder.

And when she looks at Y/N, she doesn't see the boy she once knew.

She sees a man who stood beside the throne that destroyed her.

Y/N carries the weight of every moment he failed her, while Sansa struggles to reconcile the man who tried to protect her... with the one who wore the colors of her enemies.