This place used to be called Ragtown. A godforsaken raggedy town that no one wanted to live in. People starved. People fought. And people left.
But Annabella still liked it. Simply because it was where she had been living all her life.
She was an orphan. One of the very many in the North. They survived on the streets and in the woods.
Most of the time, they begged for food. Sometimes, they stole them. Sometimes, they robbed.
Annabella wasn't the name her parents gave her. It was the name given by a nun in the old church. It was named after a very powerful and legendary High Lady in the past.
Everyone thought the North would just be exactly as it was, a living cold hell that never changed.
That was because they did not have their own lord yet.
But then. The story spread.
Snow of Mucktown. A low-born commoner that was framed by the Bailiff and his employer. They killed his mother and accused him of the crime.
