"At the welcoming feast the Prince had taken up his silver-stringed harp and played for them. A Song Of Love and Doom... and every woman was weeping when he put down his harp..." These were the words eloquently spoken by Jon Connington; Rhaegar Targaryen's most loyal friend. Rhaegar, the crown prince of the Seven kingdoms of Westeros, is in my opinion the epitome of chivalry and a character who embodies wonder! One can't help but fantasize how it would've been had he ascended to the Iron Throne. I admire the way George R. R. Martin introduces you to Rhaegar Targaryen, by gradually building a picture of his personality and demeanor through the perspectives of the "point of view" characters, namely his sister Daenerys, one of his would be sworn protectors Jaime Lannister and his admirer Jon Conn. Each character sheds light on how they felt about the Dragon Prince, and to many fans, this is the most intriguing and innovative way to portray such a pivotal character.I believe, as do many readers of A Song Of Ice And Fire, that this song that was sung by Rhaegar in the Great Hall of Griffins Roost, was indeed a prelude to the fate of Westeros. It is a recurring theme in this song of ice and fire and most importantly; it is the result of a prophecy, which is laced in melancholy, which Rhaegar read all those years ago. George R. R. Martin left me wondering what exactly were the words that were sung by The Prince in that song? He left me deep in thought as to what the prince had hidden away so deep in his heart that it became too much bear, so much so that he had no alternative but to pour it out in song. Septon Barth knew, of course, and the Three-Eyed Raven knows and even The Little Children know! With their high magical voices.
Rhaegars song must have described the cold winds blowing from the Northern most parts of the world; the heart of winter, where naught can be seen but an ice blue sheen and where nothing can be heard but the brutal Winds Of Winter with their sinister whisper as the blow through Westeros! Rhaegar's voice must've dipped low as he sung of the beckoning death of his lady-love Lyanna, and the ensuing brutal murders of his Queen and heirs. His eyes must've welled up as he plucked on his silver-stringed harp in tribute to the fading house of Dragons.
The Prince however must have lifted his voice and told of the undying love he had for Lyanna and he no doubt paid homage to the she-wolf, whom he had not known yet, he probably sung of the great loss and pain that his actions, unknown to him at the time, would cause to the realm! His fingers must have caressed the strings of his harp, drawing from them a melody so sweet that it told of the resurgence of the fabled Children Of The forest, armed with their blades of obsidian, which will surely shine with an iridescent light, against the cold wights.
In essence the song that Rhaegar sung all those years ago was A Song Of
His Heart! It was the Ice and Fire within, it was the Ice that burned with a cold flame within the last of the Targaryen Dragons
