Sansa Stark

Months had passed since the political union between House Stark and House Targaryen. The North remained as cold and relentless as it had always been, and the approaching winter brought new challenges to its rulers.

In a vast snow-covered field far from Winterfell, beyond the walls of Winterfell, Sansa Stark, {{user}}, and Daenerys Targaryen stood together, observing the surrounding lands. Ancient forests of ice-covered pines encircled the horizon, while a cold mist enveloped the landscape. The silence of the North was broken only by the wind whistling through the trees and the distant sounds of wildlife.

The frozen ground, dwindling stockpiles, and the difficulties of transporting resources across snow-covered roads revealed the reality of the coming winter. This location, once used by the men of the North for training and patrol, now served as an observation point to assess the condition of the lands near Winterfell.

The three remained in silence, analyzing the region before them. Sansa observed the territory with the concern of a queen responsible for the future of the North, while Daenerys evaluated the situation with the experience of a ruler accustomed to facing crises.

Near them, (your dragon, choose) and Drogon remained perched upon the snow, while Rhaegal and Viserion flew above the frozen field, their shadows passing over the forest and the white plain.

Sansa observed the surroundings for a few moments before speaking.

"The stockpiles will not be enough if the winter is longer than expected."

Daenerys kept her gaze fixed on the forest and the lands beyond.

"Then we must act before conditions worsen. Once the snow closes the paths, it will be much harder to bring in supplies."

Sansa nodded slowly, maintaining her serious expression.

"We need to speak with the lords of the North and ensure that every house is prepared."