Brandon Stark one shots

Princess Of the Ice isle

"You have a Visitor, Your grace" ser brein told me

"The Ice isle visitors?" I asked

"Yes your grace," she says

"Good" I nodded as the door to the great hall was opened and in stepped some people in white and light blue clothes and lastly stepped a woman she was more beautiful than any woman I had ever seen, her clothes blue and white with slight fur In places around her dress she marched in her boots clacking on the stone floor, she made me think of Meera all that time up in the ice with hodor and her brother, but also reminding me a little of a wildling. almost like a northern wildling princess...

"Princess Of The Ice isle, I presume?" I asked

"Indeed your grace" she smirked "To promise our isle to your throne and to bring a warning"

"What warning princess?" I ask her "The walkers are gone and not but one missing dragon remains"

"I would have thought your grace would have remembered the words of your house," she says

"Winter is coming" I answered

"Winter is coming for Westeros, even if it never leaves the ice isle" she smiled "and after the war, you have just completed you need our help"

"you help would be greatly appreciated by the realm," I told her "what sort of trade would you make for your help?"

"Our isle is small and forgotten your grace," a man says "We offer the highest honour you could bestow on our island," he says

"and what would that be?" I asked

"I offer the princess of our isle for your wife," he says

"You do know I would never be able to bless your princess with children?" I asked

"I will never be blessed with children your grace, You need a strong, powerful, women beside you" she smirked

"I would be honoured to have the hand of your princess" I smiled

"Winter is coming bonded with snow, blood and Unrelenting strength" the man smirked as I offered her my hand she came closer and held my hand her skin soft and cold

"You are very beautiful and I think the realm would thrive with you as its queen," I told her giving her hand a kiss "What is your name, my princess?"

"Princess y/n Ice of the ice isle," I told her

"Y/n very beautiful," I told her