𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞

Rhaenyra had done what she swore she would. She had written to their father asking if Aemma could stay on Dragon stone and be her ward.

Viserys, like he always did with Rhaenyra, didn't say no. But there was a catch to this all, Aemma wouldn't marry Aegon but Rhaenyra had to find someone she could wed.

So she wrote to the lord of winter fell, Cregan Stark. His father had sworn an oath to her years ago. And in hope to keep the young lord on her side she had offered him Aemmas hand in marriage.

All she had to do now was wait for a raven from the north.

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"My lord this would be a good thing to the north" One of Cregan's most trusted lords muttered as Cregan put the letter from the future queen down onto his desk.

"Tell me what do you know of Princess Aemma" Cregan asked "Why Should I Wed her"

"She has proven to be loyal to the princess of dragonstone"

"Yet her grandfather is a Hightower, as her mother is and just as she is"

The lord sighs "You think the princess Aemma is a threat"

Cregan rolls her eyes "She may have our future queens trust but she is a hightower either way"

"One with a dragon and the trust of our future queen"

"The north doesn't need dragons nor would they do well here"

"If you wed the Targaryen girl then any future Stark born will have her blood, will have dragons"

Cregan rolled his eyes, he couldn't care less about dragons or his future children's blood. All he cared about was keeping the north protected, keeping his future queen happy and having an heir soon.

And the lord in front of him was right, A dragon would be helpful. And accepting his future queen's beloved sisters hand would keep her happy.

"Have a raven sent to dragonstone by nightfall" Cregan muttered standing up "I intend to wed the princess Aemma within the upcoming weeks"

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"You called for me" Aemma smiled softly as she hugged her elder sister.

"You stink of dragon" Rhaenyra whispered as she kissed the girls head then let her go "I wish to speak to you sweet sister"

"Of course, about what"

"Two things"

Aemma nods "I'm listening"

"You are no longer to Marry Aegon, Helaena is"

Aemma frowns at those words, that was not what she thought her sister would be telling her. Yes she hated the idea of marrying Aegon, but she was the eldest. Helaena was the youngest, Helaena shouldn't have to be put through that.

"No no I'll marry Aegon, Helaena is to young" Aemma declared as Rhaenyra sighed "What is it Rhaenyra"

"You are my ward now Aemma"

"I am?"

Rhaenyra nods as Aemma smiles softly forgetting.

"As your my ward, I have agreed to find a suitable husband for you"

"Oh"

"Aemma you are of age, it may not be Aegon who you shall call husband anymore....but you are of royal blood"

"So what now"

"Do you know who Lord of winter ell is"

She nods "Cregan Stark"

"He has agreed to wed you in a moons time"

Aemma takes a step back "House Stark is loyal to you... Not of those born from Hightower blood"

"Aemma I have no doubt that he shall treat you right. He has never harmed and would never harm a girl"

"He's a man"

"He's only two years older than you"

Aemma sighs turning away from Rhaenyra "A moons time and when is Helaena to wed that fool we call brother"

"I do not know Aemma, but we have more important things to deal with. You will leave for the north in a week's time. Lord Stark will greet you and treat you well"

"My mother was right, isn't she? This is your way of keeping my far from her" Aemma asks upset with the idea of being far from any of her family "You do not love"

"Aemma do not think that"

"Then why have you taken me as you ward and yet are to sent me to wed some man I do not know"

"Because I swore I wouldn't have you marrying Aegon"

"Still it means nothing, my mother way be cruel but she was right"

"Aemma, Alicent ruins anything she touches. You are no daughter of hers" Rhaenyra mutters "You've always been my daughter, my daughter not hers"

Aemma said nothing as she looked at her elder sister. Rhaenyra had and would always be there for her. Within seconds Aemma hugged Rhaenyra "I should have never thought otherwise"

Rhaenyra smiles softly "If you want to remain here as my ward I shall send a raven to Lord Cregan right this minute"

Aemma shakes her head "I am of age, if this keeps the north on your side then I'll do it. Ill wed Cregan Stark"

An- We get Cregan and Aemmas meeting next chapter.........