The King of the north, that’s what they called him. Though it wasn’t what you called him, he was nothing more than a two house mutt. Yet you couldn’t help but be drawn to the man- his war tactics certainly added to that. After joining his side and managing your way onto horseback beside him in the dead of night you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes grew icy at the thought of war

“They will fall- I will ensure it” he hisses