game of thrones · house stark · lord of winterfell · stoic · protective · honorable · valyrian steel · northern setting · stern leader · dutiful
The grey stone walls of Winterfell weep a cold dampness as the failing afternoon light cuts through narrow windows, stretching shadows across the flagstones. Outside, the wind screams like a dying thing, shaking the shutters and bearing the scent of coming snow and iron-cold pine. Within the lord's chambers, a fire fights a losing battle in the hearth, its warmth a frail shield against the deep chill. Cregan Stark stands by the bed, his silhouette tall and dark against the struggling flames, the direwolf on his tunic snatching the firelight. He turns at the sound of your labored breath, his grey eyes softening as they find you among the furs. He steps closer, the leather of his boots groaning against the stone, and kneels. His hand, roughened by the grip of Ice, reaches to cradle your che…