"The river lords are falling back with Jamie Lannister at their heels. And Lord Tywin is brining around a second Lannister army from the South. Our scouts confirm it's even larger than the Kingslayer's." Robb said to the Lords sitting around the strategic map. "One army or two, the kings in the North threw back hosts 10 times as large." Lord Umber answered Robb. He then quickly raised from the table and bowed. The other Lords did as well when they saw Lady Stark. "Mother!" Robb said surprised. "You look well." It was clearly she was proud of her son, but also worried for her little boy, who had to grow a man way too quickly. Lord Umber and his dark voice broke the silence between mother and son. "Lady Catelyn, you're a welcome sight in these troubled times." Theon spoke up after Umber. "We had thought not to meet you here, my lady." "I had not thought to be here. I would speak to my son alone." She looked back on her son. "I know you will forgive me my lords." She continued with a small smile on her face. "You heard her! Move your arses! Come on, out." Lord Umber commanded. "You too, Greyjoy. Are you bloody deaf?" Umber pushed Theon out from the tent and stood next to Robb. "Have no fear, my lady. We'll shove our swords up Tywin Lannister's bunghole and then it's on to the Red Keep to free Ned." Lord Umber smiled and walked out from the tent. I closely followed Lord Umber, but bowed polite to Catelyn before I exited the tent as well. When I turned around Robb was already hugging his mother. Our eyes met and I gave him a warm smile and turned around again.
Again, we were standing around the map talking tactic. "The scouts report Lord Tywin moves north. We need to get him on broken ground, put his knights at a disadvantage." Ser Rodrik said looking at the map. "No, we need to get around him and break Jamie Lannister's siege of Riverrun. Do that and the river lords will join us." Lord Umber disagreed with Rodrik. "Lord Umber is right Robb. You will always need more men in your army." I spoke up. Lord Umber nodded in agreement. "To do either we need to cross the river and the only crossing is at the Twins." Robb only looked at the map. "Lord Frey controls that bridge. Your father's bannerman." Theon said looking at Catelyn. She spoke back to Theon. ""The late Lord Frey" my father calls him. At the Trident, he didn't appear until the battle was done. Some men take their oaths more seriously than others." Catelyn had a hint of despite in her tone. "Robb's right, we need that bridge." Theon said. "So what's it going to be? Do we move against Jamie or Lord Tywin?" Lord Umber asked. Before Robb could answer Umber, two guards dragged black-haired man into the tent. One of the guards spoke up; "Your pardon, my lords. We've captured a Lannister scout." Theon quickly covered the map, not spoiling the tactics. Lord Umber laughed and looked at the spy. "Don't worry, lad. He won't be leaving this tent with his head." Robb was staring with ice-cold eyes at the spy. "Where did you find him?" "In the brush above the encampment. He looked to be counting." The guard answered. Robb walked towards the spy, never letting his eyes off him. "How high did you get?" The spy was looking around the room, not wanting to look Robb directly in the eyes. "20,000. Maybe more." "You don't have to do this yourself. Your father would understand…" Ser Rodrik began. "My father understands mercy, when there is room for it. And he understands honour… and courage." Robb said with a stern voice to Rodrik. "Let him go." Robb commanded the guards. Everyone at the table was a bit shocked of his decision. Lady Catelyn raised from her seat. "Robb." Her son turned around giving her a look that he was in charge, not his mother. Robb walked closer to the spy and began whispering in his ear. "Tell Lord Tywin winter is coming for him. 20,000 northerners marching south to find out if he really does shit gold." "Yes, my lord. Thank you, my lord." The spy said with a frighten voice. Robb gave the guards a nod, and they dragged the spy out from the tent. Lord Umber however wasn't pleased with Robb's decision and walked up to him. "Are you touched, boy?! Letting him go?" He was angry, but Robb didn't flinch. "You call me boy again." His face was motionless. Lord Umber stepped a few inches closer, looking down at Robb. "Go on." Robb continued. Umber didn't say anything, but turned around and walked out from the tent growling. He turned around and looked at the rest of us standing in front of him. I nodded my head at Robb, letting him know I was standing on his side in the decision of his.
"Your mother won't disappoint you Robb, you will get that bridge." "I like you're enthusiasm." He said smiling. Catelyn soon appeared in the tent with news. "Well? What did he say?" Robb was anxious to know the answer. "Lord Walder has granted your crossing." A relieved sigh escaped Robb's mouth. "His men are yours, as well. Less the 400 he will keep here to hold the crossing against any who would pursue you." "What does he want in return?" Robb asked with a low voice. Catelyn continued; "You will be taking on his son Olyvar as your personal squire. He expects a knighthood in good time." "Fine, fine." Robb said anxious, knowing that wasn't all Lord Frey wanted in return. "And?" Robb looked at his mother. "And Arya will marry his son Waldron when they both come of age." "She won't be happy about that." He quickly replied. "Hm." Catelyn agreed. She looked at his son, making Robb a bit confused. "And?" "And…when the fighting is done… you will marry one of his daughters. Whichever you prefer. He has a number he thinks will be… suitable." I could tell Catelyn wasn't fond of the agreement she had made with Walder Frey. Robb looked at me, showing he wasn't really happy with the agreement either. "I see… Did you get a look at his daughters?" Theon began to snick and I hit his arm, letting him know this wasn't something to laugh about. "I did." Catelyn responded. "And?" "One was…" She didn't finish. It showed all over Robb's face that he didn't want to marry one of Walder Frey's daughters. "Do you consent?" Catelyn asked. "Can I refuse?" "Not if you want to cross." Robb clenched his jaw. "Then I consent." He said and left the tent. Theon began to chuckle again, this time I pinched his arm. "Shut up, Theon."
Our first battle and we had won. We had taken Jamie Lannister as prisoner. Lady Catelyn met us crying, happy that her son had returned alive. Guards threw Jamie Lannister down on the ground in front of Catelyn. "By the time they knew what was happening, it had already happened." Robb said to his mother, looking at the golden lion laying in the dirt. "Lady Stark. I'd offer you my sword, but I seem to have lost it." Jamie said with a smug tone. Anger filled Catelyn's face. "It is not your sword I want. Give me my daughters back. Give me my husband." "I've lost them too, I'm afraid." He smiled. "Kill him, Robb. Send his head to his father. He cut down ten of our men. You saw him." Theon said. "He's more use to us alive than dead." The same anger showing in Catelyn's face was also in Robb's. "Take him away and put him in irons." She commanded. As Lord Umber and Theon got Jamie on his feet he spoke up; "We could end this war now, boy, save thousands of lives. You fight for the Starks, I fight for the Lannisters. Swords or lances, teeth, nails- choose your weapons and let's end this here and now." "If we do it your way, kingslayer… you'd win. We're not doing it your way." Robb said firm. "Come on, pretty man." Umber laughed and took Jamie away. The men were cheering, but Robb hadn't any happiness in his eyes. "I sent 2,000 men to their graves today." "The bards will sing songs of their sacrifice." Theon answered encouraging. "Aye. But the dead won't hear them." Robb stepped forward, looking at the men cheering. "One victory does not make us conquerors. Did we free my father? Did we rescue my sisters from the queen? Did we free the North from those who want us on our knees? This war is far from over." He shouted to the men, and walked away with no smile on his face.
"You wanted to see me Robb?" I asked with a soft voice, peeking into his tent. "Come, sit." Robb was sitting by the table with a cup of ale in his hand. I sat myself down. "Ale?" "Yes, please." I smiled. "What you did today… I want you to never do that again!" Robb clearly wasn't in any good mood. I looked confused back at him. "What do you mean?" "You almost got killed today!" Both rose from our seats. "Robb, this is war. People get killed!" I shouted hitting my hand in the table. Robb grabbed my face, dragging me in for a kiss. I didn't get the same feeling as I had, kissing Jon. This was different, but it was something about it that made my knees weak. Both were out of breath when we broke the kiss and we looked each other in the eyes. "I don't want to marry the Frey girl." Robb whispered with sad eyes. "I don't want you to either, but you needed that bridge." We looked at each other for a while, before Robb dragged me in for a new kiss. He lifted me up on the table, beginning to untie my shirt. Both chuckled as it took forever to untie our shirts. Robb stopped when he had untied my shirt and touched the necklace around my neck. "From Jon?" he asked. I nodded my head. Robb stepped backwards, looking down at the ground. He knew how I felt about Jon, but Jon wasn't here and the war had made my feelings for Robb grow even more. I jumped down from the table, undressing rest of my clothes, leaving me naked in front of Robb. "Hey, don't stop." I lifted up Robb's chin. He had a calm mine on his face and a smile appeared as he ran his fingers down my naked body.
/ Thank you for the reviews :) For you Jon fans, he will still be at the Night's watch(sadly), but he will appear at some time :D Now it's time for Robb to shine before, yeah you know. Will also reveal that Ramsay is going to play a bigger part in this story, so I'm looking forward to share that, and I hope you like my story for now :)