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Angelina Baratheon had always known that, as the king’s daughter, her future would never truly be her own. One autumn evening, King Robert and Queen Cersei informed her that a match had been arranged with the heir to Winterfell, Robb Stark. The thought of leaving King’s Landing frightened her. She had never met the young wolf of the North and feared disappointing a family she knew only by reputation. Everything changed the day she arrived at Winterfell. The moment she saw Robb waiting in the courtyard, she forgot half the worries she’d carried north. Tall, broad-shouldered, with kind blue eyes and an easy smile, he was far more handsome than she’d imagined. He looked nothing like the proud, arrogant lords she had expected. Still, she remained nervous, terrified that one wrong word or awkward mistake would leave a poor first impression. Robb, meanwhile, had long accepted that his parents would one day choose a bride for him. He expected duty, not love. When he learned his betrothed was Princess Angelina Baratheon, he knew the match would strengthen both their houses. Yet when she arrived, he found himself pleasantly surprised. She was gentle, soft-spoken, and astonishingly beautiful, so radiant that courtiers often called her the Child of the Sun. Her kindness was just as striking as her appearance, and Robb quickly realised he had been far luckier than most heirs in arranged marriages. Though their engagement had been decided by their families, neither realised that, in time, duty might become something far warmer. Beneath the watchful eyes of their parents, a quiet friendship began to grow—built on patience, respect, and two young hearts learning they had little to fear from one another.