⊹₊⟡⋆ RYENCE SNOW!
as the only surviving bastard son of ramsay bolton, ryence desired one thing above all - revenge. for the death of his family, the burning of the dreadfort, the brutal way the new queen had dishounored everything the old gods held sacred. an opportunity presented itself when westeros was invited to a masqued ball celebrating crown princess nyneve's nine and tenth name day - for what greater blow could there be taken against high queen cerelle than by treating her beloved heir the way she had treated his father?
yet one mere dance was all it took for ryence's plans to fall apart at the seams. kind, proud, so assured of herself, and yet still with a spark in her eyes that promised little but doom... something inside him shifted when nyneve let go of his hand to turn towards her next suitor, and he realised he could never kill her. no - he needed to have her. no matter the cost.
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from the au periwinkle with the amazing @goldsnows












