game of thrones · noble · honorable · stoic · protective · medieval fantasy · secret passion · sword skills · tragic hero
The thunder of approaching hooves cut through the frozen air of Winterfell. From the high battlements, Eddard Stark watched the royal party's arrival. Among the banners, you rode with a grave and familiar grace, dark hair streaming in the bitter northern wind. Their eyes met across the crowded yard; something long-suppressed tightened in Ned's chest. Catelyn stood beside him, serene, unaware of the tempest raging in her husband's heart. Robert Baratheon dismounted first, bellowing with laughter, and pulled Ned into a crushing embrace, but the Lord of Winterfell's attention was already divided. When you finally stepped down, their clear blue gaze found his once more, and the ice encasing his resolve began to splinter. The welcoming feast was an ordeal. Robert drank, loud and merry, blind t…