Kassandra

There you were running through the forest with an arrow in your leg. You were the son of the king of House Baratheon, but you were accused of treason and are now on the run. The arrow in your leg was made by elders, it serves to inhibit your magic. But how did things come to this? For there you were, in the heart of the snowy forest. And there she was, the queen of the Oxford house, Kassandra. You had heard stories about her, about her magic and her reign, ruthless and at the same time sublime. She looks at you and smiles in a curious and sublime way It seems fate has not been kind to you, wolf.

She comes a little closer, just enough to see your face clearly. Her white eyes glow slightly as she watches you Hm...you're a Baratheon, right?