Prolog

Her head was pounding, it took her few minutes before she realized what was happening. She just woke up in a strange room. It had to be a bedroom since she lied in a king sized bed under heavy covers and...she was naked? No, not naked, she had on a flimsy nightgown. It was very low cut, barely covering her nipples, falling of her shoulders and majority of the material was gathered around her waist. She felt naked immediately trying to cover herself some more.

Daring to look at anything else than her own body she took in the bedroom. It was spacious and comfortable looking despite its stone walls and relative lack of furniture. Then she heard somebody exhale and her own breath got caught in her throat. She stopped breathing and followed the sound to her right side. There he was. Man she has never seen before, still asleep. He was lying on his side one hand outstretched towards her, almost touching her. He was naked as far as she could tell and the reality of her situation finally won over the chaos of her thoughts even though she couldn´t bring herself to name it.

Not able to stay a minute longer in the bed, she lifted the covers slightly, trying not to wake him up. Her eyes frantically looking for her sword or any other weapon she might use. There was a sword on the table nearby - it must have been his. The moment her feet touched the ground, arm sneaked around her waist pulling her back in: "We still have few hours till down, go back to sleep, Tam." His voice was rough whisper and it gave her chills. He used her nickname. He was touching her so intimately sneaking his hand up to her breast. We?!

She felt like throwing up and passing out at the same moment but she knew that neither of those would help her. Instead she chose to scream with all her might, shooting out of the bed. In the next moment, she was facing the man again, now holding his sword. Who are you? How do you know my name? Where I am? Thousands questions caught in her throat at the sight of his expression. He looked as perfect image of confusion, staring at her with wide blue eyes. Apparently, he was not the best person to get her answers from.

She force herself to breath again. Do you have any last words? I will kill you for what you did! She truly wanted to but the urge to get away was stronger.

Without a second glance she fled the room, clenching the sword tightly in her right hand. The man was right, the dawn was still few hours away and the place looked deserted, silent and gray. Running through stone halls, she heard the man behind her, calling her back. She sped up letting her senses guide her. She got under the open sky before he caught her. Breathing heavily, she turned around. She was standing in the courtyard of a stone castle. It looked old, but well kept. It was huge, she had never seen a bigger stone castle.

"Whose there?" someone shouted. She turned around facing a guard, who was rushing to her already. The guard stopped just close enough to recognize her. Looking astonished by her appearance he bowed his head astonishing her in return. "I´m sorry my lady, haven´t recognize you." She almost laughed out laud. How could he recognize her while she cannot recognize anything at all? Was she going mad? It´s just a dream, she thought desperately.

"Tam! Where are you running, What´s wrong?" the fman finally caught up. He was barefooted wearing only a pair of leather pants he obviously throw on minutes before. Her eyes traveled to his face, lit up by the round moon above them. He had strong nose and thin mouth. High cheekbones and low brow. His face was a contradiction yet still it was handsome. She would not have forget such a face had she seen it before. And suddenly, Tam felt like screaming again and this time she couldn´t fight it. There was nowhere to run anyway.

"Who are you?!" she spit of, pointing the sword at him to block his approach. He stopped, looking at her as if she was speaking a language he couldn´t understand.

"WHO ARE YOU? WHAT IS THIS PLACE?" now she was truly screaming.

"Tam..." he started but cut himself off at the sight of her expression. "This is Winterfell. And I´m Rob of house Stark. But you know it, Tam, what is happening with you?" he spoke slowly as if he could calm her down somehow. Tam stared at him blankly: "I´ve never heard of such place and I´ve never seen you in my life." Robb Stark´s stare met hers with the same level of confusion. For few long seconds nobody said a thing.

"I demand my clothes back, I demand my weapons and I want a horse." She ordered as she moved closer to him, just to press top of his word to his neck. He must have seen it coming but for some reason he didn´t even bat an eye.

"What?" he was breathing heavily and his voice suddenly sounded more angry than confused: "Have you gone insane? You are not going anywhere. You are my wife." He stated. Tam felt like the ground was shaking under her bare feet. Her heard was hammering against her chest painfully.

"I don´t..." she never finished. "TAM!" the voice that interrupted her was the first familiar thing she saw or heard since the moment she woke up. In the next minute, her brother stood before her, shielding Robb Stark against his own sword.