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I'll keep this short. This is a crack fic. Completely. My need for a happy ending. I liked this story and thought I would share it. I have watched the show and watched numerous videos about the series and fact checked using A Song of Ice and Fire wiki. The show thread doesn't have Roslin Frey as an option for characters. I also wrote this before certain episodes aired. Please don't be mean. If you don't like it, fine, but if you do leave a little note.

Truthfully sometimes Roslin forgot she was married. She had only seen her husband one time nearly five years ago. Once they had wedded and bedded he left the next day. He wrote every once in a while at first, but those stopped after three years or so. He knew about Robbie. That had been the only time his letter seemed happy, still he did not come to see him. Roslin knew he hated that he was married to her, but she hated him a little bit for neglecting their son.

He was a king, or was a king. Now he served a king, his brother. Robb had been fighting to make the north free but once the truth of his brother's Jon Snow's birth came to light he fought to put Jon on the throne. Now his brother, or cousin, ruled alongside Jon's aunt Daenerys. Instead of being King in the North, Robb went back to being Lord Stark, Warden of the North. But he was serving a king he loved and trusted.

And he was coming here.

Roslin had been living at Riverrun for the last five years. It wasn't too bad. Edmure was a fine host and it was a safe and stable place for Robbie to grow up. Life had been good here. Roslin didn't have to face the truth. Everyone knew that Robb hadn't wanted to marry her. Only duty had forced him to do it. Well, that and fear that Roslin's father would betray him if he didn't marry her. Walder Frey might be a sad excuse for a man, but he was a dangerous one. The blank look on Robb's face as he said his vows was burned into Roslin's brain. The same face he had when he bedded her and left right after.

Then she had Robbie and suddenly Roslin had something to live for. She forgot the look of dread her husband had on her wedding day. She forgot the fact that her husband loved another. She forgot that he left her without a care. All she focused on was the gift her husband had given to her.

Roslin was running after Robbie through the grounds of Riverrun. He giggled as he ran, the most beautiful sound. She finally caught him and picked him up around the waist and spun him around. They both fell to the ground. They were both covered in mud. It wasn't the first dress Roslin had ruined. Robbie was a very active boy. Running and playing. Roslin was not going to lose out on time with him because of a few dresses. They were laying on the ground looking at the sky when she heard someone say her name. Roslin sat up and to her utter shock she saw her husband standing a few feet away.

"My lord," Roslin said and quickly scrambled to her feet.

"Roslin," Robb said and then Robbie popped up too.

"Who are you?" Robbie demanded with a frown, positioning himself in front of Roslin. Already trying to protect her at four. Roslin couldn't help but smile. It fell when she looked back at Robb.

"What are you doing here?" Roslin asked.

"To see you, both of you," Robb replied.

"Why?" Roslin said still very confused.

"Because you are my wife," Robb said as if it was that simple.

"Perhaps in name, but that is all," Roslin said and picked Robbie up and walked past him. They weren't going to do this in front of Robbie.

"Mama?" Robbie said not knowing what was going on.

"Hush now," Roslin said kissing his dark auburn curls. So much like his father.

Roslin gave Robbie to his septa before going back to see her husband. A part of her wanted to claim some sort of sudden illness. Robb didn't know her. Perhaps she got sick a lot. No. No. She was not going to be a coward. Roslin looked down at herself. Her dress was covered in mud. But she didn't want to change. She didn't want to him to think she wanted to look nice for him. Roslin didn't owe him anything. So squaring her shoulders, in her dirty dress, Roslin went to face her husband.

He was talking to Edmure when she found him. She put one ankle behind the other and bowed slightly.

"Another dress? Roslin…" Edmure said and Roslin smiled.

"I have others," Roslin said.

"Do you ruin your dresses often?" Robb said addressing her.

"I do, my lord, my son likes to play and I am not going to just sit and watch him," Roslin said her tone going from friendly to formal. "Edmure, would you give us a moment?"

"Are you sure?" Edmure asked.

"Yes, if Robbie wakes up tell him I will be with him as soon as I can," Roslin said and like that she was alone with her husband for the first time in five years.

"I don't…" Robb started to say.

"You can't take him." Roslin interrupted.

"Excuse me?" Robb said.

"You can't take him." Roslin repeated, "Robbie is your heir, but you cannot take him from me."

"I wasn't going to," Robb said.

"Then why are you here if not to take Robbie?" Roslin said confused. He didn't want her. She knew that already. He had to be here for only Robbie.

"I am here because you are my wife," Robb said, "The war is over. I am going to take you both back to Winterfell."

"But you hate me," Roslin said, "I remember. Y…you loathed me. I don't want to be around someone who desists the very sight of me. I had that enough at my father's house. You should go. Your brother is king now. Have him order our married invalid and marry who you want. And I think it best Robbie not know you either. A clean break. I am sure Edmure will still foster us here. If not we can make our own way. Goodbye." Roslin started to walk away in awe that she was able to keep a level head.

"Roslin wait!" Robb called after her. Roslin was so confused.

"What?" Roslin said frustrated. "Why are you still here? Leave. Marry the girl you wanted. Have sons with her. Leave me be!" Roslin gasped. She had never shouted at anyone. Not even Robbie when he was misbehaving.

"You knew about her?" Robb asked.

"I might be naive, but I am not a fool," Roslin replied, "If you are afraid of crossing my father, don't be. Have your brother's dragon burn the Twins to the ground for all I care, just don't hurt my brothers and sisters. Marry who you love. You deserve that much." She didn't mean him any ill will, truly. Robb had given her Robbie. She didn't need anything else from him.

"I've made a mess of things," Robb said, "Walk with me? If you want to yell at me again if we are outside your voice won't carry. That way we won't be overhead." Roslin blushed.

"I suppose," Roslin said.

The walked in silence for a long time. It was a beautiful day. There was a warm wind coming from the south. Roslin closed her eyes and enjoyed the wind blowing through her long hair.

"Your hair, it glitters," Robb said breaking the silence.

"What?" Roslin said and Robb looked embarrassed.

"Nothing, just your hair glitters like gold in the sun," Robb said.

"Oh, thank you," Roslin said not knowing what else to say.

"I have wronged you greatly," Robb said, "You were not the only one who is naïve. I was supposed to be a king fulfilling an oath, and instead I pouted like a child at our wedding. I am very ashamed at how I behaved. I was still a boy in many ways. Angry when I did not get my way. I didn't think about you and how you would feel. I was not being the man my father raised me to be. I am the one that deserves loathing and hatred. Never you."

"I bare you no ill will, truly," Roslin said, "You gave me Robbie. My love for him outweighs all things."

"He looks like me." Robb mused.

"Very much," Roslin said.

"He's beautiful," Robb said and his voice cracked. "If my father would to see how I behaved to you…to my son…"

"You were 18, fighting a war you weren't prepared for," Roslin said taking pity on him. He had been through a lot in his short life, "And you were in love with someone else. Don't be too hard on yourself."

"I was a boy moping over someone I couldn't have," Robb said, "I never heard from Jayne again after I married you. I tried to contact her, but my letters came back unanswered. She married someone else. Has a daughter. Happy."

"So now that you can't have her you come back to me," Roslin said hating him a little bit now. Robb looked frustrated. Good. Let him squirm.

"No, I came back because you are my wife. Robbie is my son. And I need to grow up. Finally," Robb said. "I need to go to King's Landing for my brother's coronation. I would like you both to come with me."

"To King's Landing?" Roslin said.

"Yes," Robb said, "Please come."

"You truly want this? To be my husband? To be Robbie's father?" Roslin said, "And don't do it because you feel obligated or that you have nothing else. Don't do it unless you want it. I will not let you break his heart."

"I won't break his heart. I swear to the old gods and the new, I won't," Robb vowed.

"Good," Roslin accepted.

"And what of your heart?" Robb asked, "Did I break it?"

"No, I never gave you my heart, my lord, you can't break what you never had," Roslin said looking him dead in the eye, "You were not the only one who was being forced to wed that day."

Roslin walked away with a smile on her face.

Please again, no flames. This series is so heartbreaking and I wanted a happy ending. Totally out there I know. Not going to happen. Our hearts are going to break many more times I bet. Most of the characters are dead and ages might be off. Again, crack fic, I know this is all wrong.

Thank you for reading and I hoped some of you liked it and if you do please leave a review. They make my day!