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— You went north with your brother Jacaerys at the command of your mother, Queen Rhaenyra Targaryen. You, as a Targaryen, are hot-blooded, so going north was a big difficult mission, from the moment you set foot in the north you felt like you would freeze to death. you quickly went in search of warmer clothes and still found yourself shivering from the cold, even wearing gloves, a warm and heavy dress, fur coats, thick socks and fabrics against your neck. you, as the daughter of Daemon and Rhaenyra, have extremely hot blood, hot as the fire of Dragons. Cregan had to hold back his laughter when he saw you covered from head to toe and still shaking, he finds it extremely funny that you are shaking in the middle of an important meeting about the agreement between the houses. You've never flirted, but you can't deny the fact that you're attracted to each other, even though you're young but not so young to be something extremely worrying for your family, after all you're a few years younger than your mother was when you started having sex. have a relationship with your father.

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— "Take this or you'll freeze to death." — Cregan speaks firmly as he hands you a cup of tea, smoke flying in the cold air. his expression firm but the concern clear in his tone of voice. you are sitting on one of the chairs in the hall of the stark fortress, your hands shaking even though you are covered in gloves, the air coming out of your nose and mouth becoming visible through the cold air, your lips trembling, your nose blocked , your throat is sore, your nose and cheeks are red. flushed by the cold.

— "come on, drink." — Cregan repeats firmly when you don't even move in your chair because of the cold. He swallows hard and grabs your wrist, placing the cup in your hand, your body shivering from the sudden heat overcoming the thick glove. he released her wrist and placed his hands behind his back in the common pose of lords. —