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The town of Winterfell was busy, busier than usual. The snow was falling and the wind was ice cold. Robb Stark was sitting under the Weirwood tree, reading the letter that had arrived from Stoneclaw.

Dear Robb Stark,

I will be riding to Winterfell with my daughter, Elyana. I wish to speak with you in confidence.

Sincerely,

Edwin Westwood

Robb rubbed his eyes, he couldn't deal with Edwin now. He had enough on his plate as it is. It was only a month ago that he made pact with Walder Frey; they could pass over the bridge if he married one of the Frey girls. He sat, feeling the regret overcome him. He didn't want to do it but his mother had persuaded him. He heard the snow crunching as someone strolled over to him.

"What are you doing out here on your own?" Catelyn asked, sitting next to him. He sighed and handed the letter to her then covering his face with his hands.

"What am I going to do, mother? I have already made the pact with Frey."

"Well, this sure is a surprise. I hadn't heard from Edwin Westwood since Sansa was a baby," Catelyn said sternly.

"I heard they call his daughter, the Beauty of the North," he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Catelyn inhaled deeply then stood up, holding out her hand for her son.

"Let's see what he says first and hope that she is not like her father, that pig of a man."

Robb reached for her hand then followed her back into the town. They would be arriving soon. The servants were arranging the dining hall, ready for the feast they were holding to welcome their guests. Robb was pacing outside; he thought that being a Stark would guarantee him allies. He now realised that it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. This brought on a new admiration for his father; he made it look so easy.

The thick, wooden door opened behind him revealing the auburn haired woman. Catelyn put her hand on Robb's shoulder as if the calm him. The sound of horses and voices could be heard from the courtyard so Catelyn followed her son outside. She forced a smile at Edwin but that soon disappeared when she saw Roose Bolton and his men arriving. Robb gave Catelyn the same confused look. They had not received word from him of their arrival. Roose knew about the pact with Frey. If he travelled with the Swann's couldn't he have told them about it?

"Robb Stark, how you've grown!" Edwin exclaimed, walking over and pulling Robb into a hug. He pulled back then smiled at Catelyn, taking her hand and placing a small kiss on the back of it. Roose rolled his eyes at the formalities.

"Lord Westwood, to what do we owe the pleasure?" Catelyn forced a smile.

"I wish to speak to our King. It's nothing bad, I assure you," he chuckled.

"Ah, yes. Lord Bolton, we weren't told of your arrival but it's so nice of you to join us."

Roose only bowed his head slightly at them both. Elyana walked up to her father, alongside Ramsay which was a shock to Robb and Catelyn.

"This is my daughter, Elyana and you know Roose's bastard, Ramsay," Edwin beamed. Elyana gave them a small smile, she didn't know what she was supposed to say.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Elyana," Catelyn smiled at the shy girl.

"Yes, a pleasure," Robb mumbled, nervously causing Ramsay to get a little jealous. Elyana let out a small giggle at the man stood in front of her. No girl had made him feel this nervous before.

"That's enough of the formalities, get settled in. I'm sure you're tired after your journey. We've set up a feast for tonight, as a welcome," Catelyn interrupted and led everyone into the dining hall.

Elyana stood at the window of her temporary chambers; a big bed sat in the middle of the largest wall with a tall, stone headboard. The blankets were made out of fur, much like her own at Stoneclaw. A fire roared from the fireplace on the other side of the room; a large, fur rug sat in the middle of the room.

She stared out of the window; her view being similar to that back home. Her eyes were set on the Wolfswood, she needed to explore this part of the woods before returning to Stoneclaw. Although, she didn't see how it could be different from the woods at Stoneclaw; what differences could there be but different routes through the trees?

Elyana let out a sigh of content while closing her eyes, feeling the ice cold breeze hit her face. It wasn't long until she was drawn out of her daze by Vivian.

"Sorry, milady. I was told to bring your luggage inside," she explained.

"That's ok, Vivian. Just put them at the bottom of the bed, I shall sort them."

"If you're sure, milady."

Vivian sat at the small table by the fireplace, awaiting instructions. Elyana joined her and gave her a grin.

"He is handsome, isn't he?" she beamed. Vivian only laughed. "What?"

"For the past few days, you have been totally smitten with Ramsay Snow. Although, I have to admit that I'm glad your attentions have moved onto our King. He is an honourable man," Vivian exclaimed.

"I have not been smitten!" Elyana blushed.

"I made a dress for you, Ely," Vivian said, excitedly. She rushed over to one of the boxes and pulled out a long-sleeved, dark green, satin dress with lace sleeves. Elyana loved that Vivian was able to make dresses; she had joined Elyana in her lessons and obviously paid more attention.

"I love it," Elyana grinned. "Thank you."

It was a bit more revealing than her other dresses but she didn't mind. She thought that maybe Vivian had done it purposely, she wanted her to make an impression on Robb Stark. Robb Stark wouldn't fall for something like that. His honour was talked about throughout the North.

Evening had rolled around and Vivian was helping Elyana with the laces on her new dress. Elyana's heart was racing; she knew that her father would want her to make a good impression on both Robb and his mother but she didn't know if she could do that. Vivian sensed her nervousness and placed a hand on her shoulder, reassuringly.

"Are you joining me, Viv?" Elyana said, her voice shaking slightly.

"You know that I can't. We're not at Stoneclaw."

Elyana jumped as soon as she heard a knock at the door. Her stomach was in knots and her mouth was dry. Calm down, Ely. She slowly made her way toward the door, opening it slightly. Elyana was met with ice blue eyes and she relaxed a bit.

"It is unlucky for a lady to enter a feast on her own. Would you care to accompany me?" Ramsay asked with a smile.

"Of course, my lord," Elyana replied in a small voice.

They walked down the corridors of Winterfell in silence until Ramsay spoke up.

"I heard your father had a talk with Robb Stark."

Elyana frowned; she didn't know what the big deal was. Why is her father keeping it such a secret? I'm unwanted. The thought of it made her feel disappointed even though she hadn't even thought about marriage.

"What did he say?"

Ramsay smirked, looking down at the brunette.

"Your father was talking about the possibility of you becoming Robb Stark's wife."

Oh god. He actually did it.

"And?" She didn't want to know the answer.

"I didn't hear the end," he chuckled. "Do you want to marry him?"

The question caught her off guard. Why did it bother Ramsay?

"I-I don't know. I hadn't really thought about marriage."

They reached the dining hall where Edwin was waiting outside. The look on his face was unreadable to Elyana. She let go of Ramsay's arm and went to hug her father; maybe the affection would make him reveal his plans to her earlier. It didn't work.

"Come now, let's eat," Edwin grumbled and they followed him inside the hall.

Robb was sat in the middle seat of the top table; Catelyn was on his left and his brothers, Bran and Rickon on his right. When Robb saw Elyana walk through the doors, he smiled but that soon disappeared when he saw Ramsay take her arm. He decided to go talk to her once everyone was seated.

Music started playing and a lot of the guests started dancing. This was the perfect opportunity for Robb to make his move. Elyana looked out of place as she sat alone at one of the tables; Edwin and Roose were talking in the corner of the hall and Ramsay was sitting at the table near them.

"Milady, are you enjoying yourself?" Robb asked, a smile appearing on his face as the girls eyes light up.

"Y-yes." Damn it, Elyana. Control yourself. He is just another human being.

"Care to dance?"

She took his hand as they walked to the dance-floor. The knots were back, although, she wasn't sure if they really left. They danced in silence for a while; Robb looking into her stunning green eyes. Elyana felt strange as she looked back into his; her breath caught in her throat. She wondered how many girls had felt mesmerized by his eyes.

Catelyn watched as her son danced with the young girl and frowned. She had told Robb that she would break the news to Walder Frey but she had no idea how she was going to do that. Her eyes wandered to the other side of the hall and she watched as Edwin and Roose spoke, almost as if they didn't want to be heard. It was then that she saw the look on Roose Bolton's bastard's face as the couple danced; it was a look of disgust and anger. What had Robb gotten himself into?