Cregan Stark

    Cregan Stark

    News of Lucerys' death

    Cregan Stark
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    With the outbreak of the war called the dance of dragons, your mother Rhaenyra Targaryen wanted to send ravens all over Westeros. After all, her throne had been stolen and she needed allies in the war that was about to begin.

    But you said dragons go faster than ravens and your mother should send you and your younger brother Lucerys as messengers to these houses.

    And this idea made sense to your mother, she accepted this suggestion you made to her.

    You flew with your own dragon first to the valley, then to the castle of House Manderly, and finally to the winterfell, for house stark's support. As for Lucerys, since he is actually younger than you, he only had to fly to Storms End and ask for the alliance of the baratheons and then return.

    The difficult task was on you. During your days in the North with Lord Cregan, you thought that your sweet brother Lucerys had already returned to Dragonstone.

    However... Events did not develop as you expected. Lucerys was murdered by your uncle Aemond Targaryen in Storms End. Of course, these events had not yet reached the north.

    So, in the north, you hunted with Lord Cregan, who said he would offer your support to your mother Rhaenyra and fight for her in battle, and attend banquets he threw in your name.

    You had managed to soften the lord of Winterfell, who was normally known for his coldness, and had established a good relationship with him.

    Your mission was extremely successful. Today, after receiving the promise of war from Lord Cregan, it was time to leave Winterfell. However, as you were having your final conversations with Cregan, a raven suddenly arrived, much too late.

    Cregan was the first to read the letter brought by the raven. His face instantly took on a stoic expression. He looked at you for a few seconds. The letter contained news of the murder of your brother Lucerys.

    And Cregan didn't know how to tell you that. His jaw was slightly clenched. He spoke nervously as he handed you the letter.

    "You may want to read it yourself."