You became an orphan, niece to the King, you soon find yourself living in the Red Keep, and surrounded with more vipers than dragons. So he betrothed you to a recently widowed Cregan Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North.
And you found...
Summary: Winter was coming but there was an important mission you needed to accomplish before it
Pairing: Cregan Stark x Fem!Targaryen Reader
Warnings: Cursing, medieval and asoiaf customs, AGE GAP, Cregan is 12 years OLDER than reader), arranged marriage, SMUT, pregnancy!, might miss some warnings
+18, MINORS DNI
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The journey back to Winterfell, this last, was going to be done at horseback, or rather, the inside of a carriage for you
It had almost cost you your very first fight with Cregan
It was freezing outside and he had not liked the idea for you to be riding alongside him, the road had become treacherous and unsafe, slippery for horses, he had not only insisted but commanded you to stay inside the carriage, with a certainty that made you tremble, you had never seen him like that.
He had become very protective of you, you were now always under his watchful eye, for you it was endearing, but as you grabbed to the sides of the moving box you were in, you started to feel it was annoying
He had agreed to take turns, riding on his horse, and then riding in the carriage with you
But when he was inside with you, instead of being loving and cuddling like he always was, he started to become annoying.
"This moves too much", "are you feeling well?", "are you dizzy?", "this can't be good for the babe"
It was sweet and you were grateful for his concern, but he started to become paranoid.
"Perhaps I should have waited for the spring to breed you", a crippling fear was taking a hold on him, and you understood why, it didn't take to be a genius, he had lost his two wives, one with a baby in her belly, or rather, in the birthing bed, and it was reasonable that he was scared of something befalling you too.
But his nervousness was starting to rub off on you as well, and you couldn't let yourself fall into his concerning madness, it wasn't healthy
So you limited yourself into taking his hand in yours and squeezing it tightly
You had stopped in many places, every night you took shelter in a different village, the most important one being Castle Cerwyn, home of the House of the same name, and then.... after two long weeks, you had arrived back in Winterfell.
The snow had sticked, and it actually became difficult to reach the Castle doors. You had brought with you the last carriages of supplies for the winter and many men had to come out of Winterfell and help the carriages stuck in the snow.
You touched your belly, you were showing now, just a little bit, just for you and Cregan that knew your body to perfection, but it was not noticeable to the unknown eye.
