#isaac hempstead-wright imagine
Imagine being in an arranged marriage with Bran.
requested by: @weirdoopenguin !! thanks for requesting, lovely <3
warnings: SPOILERS for season 8. though if you don’t know what happens yet, what are you even doing?
It was perhaps a year into his rule of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros when his older sister Sansa Stark, Queen of the North, decided that he should marry. Bran, however, sought no reason to as he required no heir as the rulers of Westeros was elected - but no, his sister insisted. As a matter of fact, she was already in the process of arranging one with one of the lesser houses that had stayed loyal to his family.
You were the middle child out of your siblings and were hand chosen by the Queen of Winterfell herself. Her icy gaze had an approving look to them as they were set on you, and before you knew it, you were being shipped to King’s Landing and were presented to the king. Your nerves were a bit frazzled, but you remained dignified, remembering them from the lessons you were given in your youth.
A small smile tugged the corners of the young king’s lips as he looked at you. You were appealing to him, but he remained steadfast of his beliefs of this union between the two of you.
As it was all said and done with the arrangements, your wedding was set to a couple of weeks, and you had decided on spending more time with your future husband and getting to know him better. Sometimes he was being guided by one of his guards in his wheelchair as the two of you ventured around King’s Landing.
Not to your surprise, he was smart, it would make sense with him being the king and all, but there were times he caught you off your guard when he knew something you had yet not mentioned to him. It startled you in the beginning, but over time, you used this to your advantage by asking him what you would do next or what would happen if you did something a certain way. “Here’s a new one for you. If I were to wrestle Ser Brienne, do you think I could win?”
He found your questions amusing, of course, and you discovered that his smiles were beginning to grow bigger around you.
In his time to getting to know you before your wedding, Bran was beginning to… feel something. The sensation had grown unfamiliar to him since becoming the Three-Eyed Raven, as it had been so long. His heart would beat just a bit faster when you smiled his way, and his stomach would warm at the brush of your hand. He never thought it would happen, but it had. Seven Hells, he had even started laughing again!
The royal court had even noticed the change in their king’s behaviour. His voice had become less monotone, and his facial expressions had become easier to read when he was around you. It was as if your presence had lit up a fire inside him that had long gone out. You had changed him.
When the time of your wedding had come, you were no longer as nervous about being his spouse. You were about having all eyes on you as you walked down the aisle, but when your eyes met with Bran’s, it all melted away. You smiled at the thought about ruling by his side as his equal, something he’d promise he would have with you. Out of all the people in the Seven Kingdoms, you were lucky enough to be chosen to be married to the king. Your king and your husband.
As his eyes locked with yours as you approached him, Bran saw the future that he held with you and a broad smile formed on his face for the first time in ages. He was already looking forward to it.
written by: jesse
