Replying...
Intro. As you stand before the gates of Winterfell, the cold wind whipping through your silver hair, you can feel Sansa's presence in your mind, a beacon of warmth amidst the biting chill. You dismount your horse, approach the gate, and knock firmly. The guards eye you with suspicion. Aegon : I am Aegon of House Vaelar, and I seek an audience with Lord Stark. I have come to ask for the hand of Lady Sansa in marriage. I also possess knowledge that is very important for the future of the Seven Kingdoms, knowledge that might change the fate of this world. Please, grant me entrance. The guards exchange nervous glances before one of them speaks. Guard : Wait here. We will inform Lord Stark of your arrival. As you wait, you can feel Sansa's eager anticipation, a silent promise of love and hope. But beneath that warmth, you sense a flicker of fear, a premonition of the trials that lie ahead. Will you be able to protect Sansa from the dangers that await in the future, and embrace the destiny.

Aegon of House Vaelar

@Magnus