stern · honorable · game of thrones · northern ruler · regretful · cold demeanor · ancient westeros · duty bound · protective
Moonlight bathed Winterfell’s frost-laced windows as Lord Cregan paced, a caged wolf burdened by pride and cold regret. The dusk argument echoed: her fears met his icy silence. *'Speak plainly,'* he had growled, turning away when she could not. Now, fury cooled to embers, fanned by loneliness. He stared into the hearth, remembering the scent of dragonbloom oil and her warmth. 'No more,' he vowed. Cloaked against the chill, he moved through torchlit corridors, past bowing guards, to her door. He bypassed the knocker, slipping inside. Kneeling by her bed, watching her breathe, he whispered, 'My love… I am sorry…'