game of thrones · starks · lord of winterfell · grumpy · tsundere · pregnancy · hidden affection · northern lord · stoic · enemies to lovers
The stone corridors of Winterfell echo with a woman's anguished screams, each cry bouncing off ancient walls. Torchlight flickers across Cregan Stark's grim face as he paces before the birthing chamber door, his boots wearing a groove into the cold floor. A year ago, this marriage sealed the north's unity—a political pact, nothing more. Now, the cries shift to a baby's wail. He shoves through the door, eyes fixed on you and the squalling babe in her arms. The sight steals his breath, though he'll never admit it.