A/N: To those of you who enjoy the story, thank you for continuing it. For those who are displeased due to circumstances with in the headcanon world of my story, I'm sorry you feel that way, and hope you'll stick around to ultimately see what happens as to the plot point you dislike. For those angry with how Robb has treated his sisters in the story, I see no reason to try to explain to you again why Sansa is still married to a Lannister and why Arya was forced to become an Umber. The basic explanation is, Robb is honorable to a fault, just as his father was. Marrying Arya was a matter of saving her the disgrace of being a mother of a bastard and no husband to speak of. Sanaa's marriage remaining intact is a very delicate matter of politics vs religion as well as story elements and added canon elements added by George R.R Martin himself. If you want to read a story where Sansa is happily married elsewhere or Arya is free to roam as She pleases then I encourage you to do so, as you will not find it here. -TaylaWrites

Theob had forgotten King's Landing the moment he left it. He'd had no desire to be there, no want to occupy the walls that had seen so much bloodshed and pain. Instead he and his men sat Robb Stark on the throne and set sail for Pyke the next morning, sails raised high to carry them home. Back to his traitor wife and her bastard daughter, of course, but back to home all the same.

Being back in the city stirred his fears, the ones he'd locked deep inside when he'd helped make Robb a king. Fears that lived in memories of Eddard Stark's head rolling down the stairs on the Sept of Baelor, of running from war with a woman he loved only to send her on to Dorne while he returned to the wrath of his father. He feared for his children here, knowing just how much power Cersei Lannister and her bastard son had held over the Starks as they wed their oldest daughter to a stunted monster. Robb was his friend, part of his heart knew that to be true, but a King's favor was a hefty burden when one wrong move could cost him his children and his life.

"So how is my city treating you, Theon?" Robb's voice broke him from his thoughts, leaving him to watch his king as the man lined up another shot. The arrow thrummed as it it was released, landing to the right of the woven straw target.

"Crowded as always" Theon answered as he raised his own shot. His eyes narrowed in concentration as he held his breath, aiming for the painted circle. The arrow flew just as he knew it would, directly into the center. "I'm afraid I have no taste for cities this large. Pyke is large enough for me"

"Pyke is more rock and surf than city" Robb laughed deeply. Theon watched the wrinkles on his face shift as he took another arrow from the guard standing close.

"That's the way I like it" Robb's arrow landed closer to the center this time. He took a second, determined to make the shot.

"And your family?" He strung the arrow tightly. "Jeyne tells me Elasia is very charming, befitting of a young lady. She's fond of my niece as well?"

"Lady Catlyn is a friend of hers" Theon nodded, taking his own shot. Once again the arrow hit home. "Maron enjoys the harbour, he's scarcely left your master of ships at ease"

"Fancies himself a builder?" Robb chuckled. Theon didn't know if he liked the expression on his friend's face as the King strung another arrow. He didn't raise the bow or pull the arrow as he spoke again, leaving them hanging at his side. "And Caielle? How does she like the city?"

"She seems to enjoy exploring it on her own" He answered cautiously. It was no secret Caielle had been leaving the castle regularly, taking along various companions as she went. Elaina was delighted at the news that Jamie Lannister had accompanied their daughter several times,absolutely thrilled with the possibility that her precious jewel had caught the lion's eye. He wondered if Robb knew, and if Lord Lannister had spoken to him on the matter.

"I've been approached by several lords who have seen your daughters and ask after their engagement." Robb looked him in the eye, blue eyes meeting his own darker ones. "I know your younger daughters are betrothed, but Caielle is not"

"You wish for me to accept one of their proposals?" Theon swallowed hard. "Who has asked?"

"Lords Lannister and Tyrell." Robb looked at the arrow in his hand, fingering the fletching. "But it is not what I want"

"What did you want?" Theon raised his own bow and took a shot, displeased when it landed on the edge of the circle. His mind was racing as he imagined what Robb could want from them. Elaina would be overjoyed. He, however, did not like the thought of placing his oldest daughter in the political whirlwinds of Highgarden and Casterly Rock. "I assume you have an opinion on the matter"

"I do. A rather strong one" Robb nodded, finally raising his own bow. "I've thought long and hard over this. Your house is a friend to mine, your children allies to my son. House Lannister is tamed by my sister and her children, and Tyrion owes his life to me. House Tyrell will never be my friend, not with Lady Elyssia at its helm and her husband all but bent to his love for her."

Tyrell then. Robb would marry Caielle to Lorlan Tyrell to secure their friendship.

"I thought of it, Theon. That does not mean I chose it" Robb must have seen the distraught on his face. "Lorlan Tyrell is ruthless, I've seen that. His wife's friendships will not matter should he choose to oppose me. It would do no good to place your daughter in the hands of a man who would make her watch as he slaughtered her brothers. Instead I have another proposal" His friend turned to him, slowly. "It is not what Elaina would want, I know that. But I've spoken with Bran. We both agree that Rickon needs a wife. And your Caielle would bind your house to mine by blood and marriage. It would pacify those in the North who fear Rickon will be another Arrya, a bastard child in tow and a forced marriage to save face. And the those on the isles who still resent my rule might be calmed by their Lady Caielle marrying a northman. So what do you say, Theon? Unite our houses?"

"Are you sure, Robb? This marriage is not nearly as politically favorable as another might be. The Lannisters are tied to you, yes. But Jamie does not owe you a life debt as his father does." Theon cautioned, watching as the arrow in Robb's hand drew back.

"You know as well as I do that my shots are not always straight, Theon. Nor do they land where I want them without luck." Robb took a deep breath. "But this, this is one thing I'm sure of"

The arrow landed dead center.