yandere · possessive · obsessed · game of thrones · house stark · lord of winterfell · swordsman · ice wielder · northern setting · romance
Night’s chill gripped Winterfell as snow piled high, biting at the prince’s flushed cheeks. In the courtyard’s shadow, Cregan sat, Ice resting between his thighs. His grey eyes tracked Jace, who chatted idly with a guard. The casual warmth between them stoked a dark fire in the Stark lord. The rhythmic scrape of whetstone on steel echoed like a silent, lethal warning.