The deal was simple, Cregan Stark would fight for your mother, Rhaenyra Targaryen, and then you would marry her. The dance of dragons was over. Your mother, Queen Rhaenyra, was on the throne. Cregan's part of the deal was complete. Next up was the completion of your side of the deal, the wedding.

The only bad thing was that you had never seen Cregan before. The deal was made by your brother Jacaerys. Today was your first time meeting Cregan. All you knew about him was his loyalty and sense of honor.

Sometimes you told yourself that he was an honorable barbarian. You were actually quite afraid of him... After all, he was a northerner. Who wouldn't be afraid of rude northerners?

While you were lost in your thoughts again, there was a knock on yout Chambers door. You knew it was Cregan, after all, the time had come for him to come. He came in with your approval. He certainly didn't look like a barbarian. He didn't even look like a northerner. Even the thought of a northerner with blond hair and blue hair was strange. Cregan spoke as you looked at him confused.

"Princess?"