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She came to claim the North. It claimed her instead.
Visenya Velaryon, silver-haired and sharp-eyed like her mother, Rhaenyra Targaryen, is sent north with her twin, Jacaerys, to secure House Stark’s allegiance in the storm to come. She expects cold welcomes, colder winds, and the weight of duty.
What she does not expect is to lose herself in the snow, to find comfort in silence, or to see her own grief mirrored in the eyes of Cregan Stark. What begins as wary respect deepens into something far more complicated.
As war brews and dragons darken the skies, Visenya must reckon with what’s left when bonds of blood begin to fray, and what it means to belong to something that does not burn.
{This story is told through the lens of an original character. It's a work-in-progress and continues to be updated and refined. This is still a FANFIC and will have edits when it comes to canon events.}
{Disclaimer: The Cregan Stark I have in mind for this story is potrayed as Sihtric from The Last Kingdom, NOT Tom Taylor.}