I really like Robb and I wanted to see if the Red Wedding would happen if he kept his word and marry the Frey girl. I know this had been done many times but I wanted to have my own spin on this idea. So I hope that you will like it and that you will leave a comment. Thank you and enjoy.

A Kept Promise

Chapter 1: A Deal had been made

Robb and his men were talking about battle tactics when Robb's mother came from back from the twins with the outcome of her negotiations. All looked at her in hope.

"Well what did he say?" Robb asked his mother impatiently.

"Lord Walder had granted his permission to cross and his men are yours as well safe the four hundred he will keep in his castle." Catelyn said with a hard face and the men around her scoffed. Surely he wanted something in return.

"What does he want in return?" Robb asked the question every men in the tents wanted to know the answer.

When Catelyn told him the request they did not see, too impossible to make he can do them but his mothers face told him that he the old man wanted more. Something that his mother did not like very much.

"What else did he want?" Robb asked and his mother's face turned even more cold.

"You will marry one of his daughters before the crossing." She said and a fury raised in Robb.

"What is the bloody old man thinking. I have no time for this. My father rots in the dungeons and the King has my sisters. There is no saying how long they will keep them alive." Robb began pacing the the small tent. Every man getting out of his way. Grey Wind looked at his master and whimpered knowing that he is fuming.

"I know Robb. But he need to have an answer tonight. Do you consent?" Catelyn said her face softened.

"Can I refuse." Robb asked

"Not of you want to cross." He closed his eyes and asked his mother.

"Did you get a look at his daughters." Theon tried to keep his laughing discreet but he failed but as soon as he caught Robb's death glare it quickly died down.

"One was.." Catelyn could not finish the sentence. They were really non pretty ladies there. She pitied her son.

"I consent, go and tell that to lord Frey. Let him pick his daughter and prepare a wedding because I want it to be done by the end of this week. We have no time for this nonsense." Robb said and left the tent. He was frustrated that he had to think of something else than getting his family out of Kings Landing.

By the Gods, he will be married and he will have to keep his wife next to him while this war rages. It was not something that he wanted to put his wife through. Maybe he will send her to the Veil but from what his mother tells him she will not be welcomed there. The only option is that she will be by his side. Where he will keep her save.

He knew the reputation that they Frey girls have. They were not very pretty. The old Frey was not a looker himself and most of his wife were not good looking but did he really care about it? Did he care that his men would laugh being his back that the King has an ugly wife? No he did not care bout that. He will still marry this girl because that was expected of him besides a wife would always be chosen for him. He just prayed that in time he can come to love his wife.

Lord Frey was not a young man anymore and he was annoyed that he had to move his old bones to another side of the castle where his daughter was treating ill people. The Gods only know what possessed that little wench to learn that skills. She should be learning how to sow or dance or whatever those ugly girls of his do in their time but no she have a passion for healing as she calls it.

When he entered the Healing Wing he saw the little wench helping an old man drink. She looked pathetic. How long is he going to last. He should kill him now and make room for other people.

"Naida." he roared and she jumped and turned around to look at him and when he saw her face he felt anger rush threw him. She looked so much like her mother and he hated that and he hated that little wench.

"Get your worthless arse here I am not going to scream from another side of the room." he said and she moved quickly to his side and looked down knowing that he hated her.

"Yes father." she said quietly but her fist were clenched in anger. She hated her father with the same passion or even more.

"You will leave this place you will go to your chamber and you will wash of the stench of those sick people and you will make yourself presentable because tomorrow you will meet the king of North and you will become his wife." he said with glee because he was finally getting rid of her. She was 16 name day old and it is time for her to marry.

Naida looked at her father in pure hatred. She did not want to marry a Northerner. She did not want to marry anybody. She wanted to dedicate her life to help people to save their life and now he father was sending her away. Gods how she hated him.

"I will not marry him father I can't leave this people they need me. I will not marry him. Give him Roslin she is older than me." she said and he hear the slap before she felt the sting. She did not even flinch as she was used to her father's abuse. She tastes blood in her mouth, her lower lip was split opened.

"Do not speak to me in that way wench. I am your father and you belong to me. I should have threw you in the river when you were born. Now go to your chamber and be presentable because I will not say it again or I will come and beat you till you are barely standing and present you like that." he said and turned around on his heel and left. Naida was shaking with anger and with fear because she knew that her father was capable of beating her. She hated him will all her might. In he fist she clenched Hemlock and she wanted to shove it down her fathers throat so badly but that death would be to easy for that bastard. She looked at her Maester Cedric who had a soft look in his eyes and began to cry. He was the one who was like a father to her. He came over to Naida and embraced her as she cried.

"Hush now child. It going to be all right. Maybe its for the best that you leave now before he does anymore damage to you or worse, before he kills you. Hush child go and be free my little hummingbird.." he said to her as he stroked her hair.

"I hate him so much. I want to kill him." he said as angry tears fell down her cheek.

"Don't say such nonsense child. You could never kill someone. You were born to save life's not to take them and you know it." The man said looking into her eyes

"I would never regret taking his life." she said and she promised that one day she will kill that old bastard.

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