A/N: Hey guys! Look at this, two chapters in 2 weekends! Go me! Anyway, I just wanted to thank all the guest reviewers, and say how much it means to me that you took the time to review. If I could respond to you via PM I think I did. (If I did I'm sorry! Didn't mean it, promise!) Anyway, enough of that! Oh and tell me if you think I wrote the PoV right, you'll see what I mean =D.

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***King's Landing***

As I rise from bed, the sun is shining brightly through the windows. It is painfully bright. I stand up and shut the curtains. The fire is nothing but ashes, and the room feels slightly chilly, even with the warmth outside. I quickly dress in a pair of dark gold trousers and black doublet. The colors of my house. I then grab the crown from my nightstand next to the oversized bed, and place it on top of my head. As I'm opening the door, Varys is standing there waiting for me.

"Your Grace, a letter arrived early, before dawn. It contains very sensitive material that you need to see at once." The eunuch hands me the letter.

"And why was I not woken up at once, Lord Spider?"

"Forgive me, your Grace. I thought you'd want to sleep in considering you need to march to war, within the fortnight." March for war? What is the eunuch talking about? I quickly unfold the letter, and pause when I read the first line.

Your Grace, Renly Baratheon,

My brother, Lord Balon Greyjoy, plans on killing King Robb Stark with the help of Lords Roose Bolton and Walder Frey. I am supposed to meet them in battle and deny Robb Stark entrance to Moat Cailin, while the armies of Bolton and Frey kill the entire Northern host in the swamps of the Neck. I fully plan on helping Robb Stark, but for this plan to work I need you to meet the Bolton army from behind. With this, Lord Bolton will be stopped and the traitor's armies and power will be done with.

My brother, Lord Greyjoy, has told Walder Frey to hire a Faceless Man from Braavos to deal with the Young Wolf's bitch and pup. Please advise the King in the North that an elite assassin will be on the move.

Please be out of King's Landing within a fortnight, with your host. Lord Bolton should be near King Robb within 5 weeks of you receiving this letter.

Victarion Greyjoy

Lord Captain of the Iron Fleet

Robb and my daughter are in grave danger. The Spider was right, we need to march for War to help our Northern allies before it is far too late. I will make it take half a fortnight to assemble the host. We will save my daughter and grandchild.

"Lord Varys, call the council. We need to make War plans."

***Pyke***

As I open my eyes, I see the blood on my naked body and smirk. The serving bitch was the tightest cunt I've fucked in a very long while. As I slowly, very slowly sit up, I yell for my men.

"Walden! Walder! Get me my chair!" Suddenly both of the men are in there, with his movable chair. I ceased being able to walk long ago.

"Get me clothes first you worthless bastards!" I smirk, those two grand-bastards were dumber than that fool in King's Landing, Moon Boy. They manage to get me dressed in loose clothing, just as I like it.

"I'm hungry you stupid bastards. Get me to the Great Hall." They quickly grab the handles of the chair and carry me down the stairs and into the hall. It takes forever, and they finally set me down where I want to be. Lord Bolton and King Greyjoy are already at the high table, breaking their fast on some fried fish with golden bread. All they eat on this damn island is fish and bread and wine.

"You! Girl! Get me fucking food and maybe I won't destroy your cunt tonight!" She pales instantly, and I smirk again. Lord Greyjoy really supports his friends in many different ways. Victarion Greyjoy swiftly walks into the room.

"I sail now, brother. The North will be ours!" So the Iron Captain sails today, it is the beginning of the end of Robb Stark's short life. He will know pain before the end. The entire room, which is full of Ironborn, suddenly erupts into a loud cheer. I have to admit, Lord Bolton may be even more of a monster than I am, but I enjoy it. He seems to simply use it to get what he wants. What I want is to see Robb Stark dead and his bitch slain. I want to become one of the most powerful Lords in the entire Kingdom. And the Freys always get what they want.

"Good, brother. Bring me his head and send anyone who opposes you to their fiery hells!" King Greyjoy does seem to have gone completely mad. But mad men try to do drastic things. Just look at Mad King Aerys. Jaime Lannister was not the only one who knew about the wildfire to burn down King's Landing. It was my idea, when he visited the Twins.

"Of course, brother." And with that he exits the hall, as do all the Ironborn with him.

"Lord Bolton, when will you depart with my thousand men?" He looks at me, as if he was studying me.

"In three weeks time, when my men finish sailing and reach the area north of Seagard. We will meet Robb Stark in the Neck. The Raven has been sent that he needs to stay at the Twins until then, so he will be easy prey." Good. Good. Robb Stark will die.

"Did you hire that Faceless Man, asked the King.

"No, Your Grace. Why kill a woman when you can break her? I hired someone much, much, worse for this job." I grin outwardly and the King grins evilly back. The wolf bitch will wish she was never born by the time I'm done with her.

***The Twins***

My mother looks very pissed. She still refuses to even talk to me, and I've been sitting here for almost three hours. This is getting out of hand, and I'm King damn it! I look ridiculous, not even able to control my own mother. The men are jesting behind my back now.

"Mother, damn it, I'm done with your shit! You will respect my Queen and you will do as you're fucking told for now fucking on! You are making a fool of me and this entire House!" She flinches, and gets even more anger. What did I just do...

"How DARE you! I am your mother, the entire reason you're even alive to BE King! I will do as I please and you will have to deal with it!" She is technically committing treason. I need to put a stop to this, now, even if this creates more problems then it solved.

"Mother, you cannot be allowed to speak to me in such a manner anymore. I am truly sorry about this. Jon! Come escort my mother to an isolated room, she is allowed no visitors unless they have signed permission from myself and only myself. You need time to think about who is really in charge here, mother." The Small Jon walks in, and my mother's face turns from shock to disbelief to pure rage in a matter of seconds.

"I AM A HIGH-BORN LADY, AND YOUR MOTHER! YOU CANNOT DO THIS! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! YOUR FATHER IS CONDEMNING YOU WHEREVER HE IS NOW FOR THIS ROBB!" The Smalljon grabs her arm and forces her from the large room they were in. She knew where to hit so that her words would have the most effect. I quickly walk back to mine and Elissa's room, before I feel the tears rolling down my face. Elissa was not supposed to be here.

"Robb? What's wrong, Robb?" I silently curse myself for being this weak, for letting my own mother bring me to tears, even as a man grown.

"My mother is making me lock her up. I had to order her locked in a room, she just can't forgive me for marrying you. And she knows how to use words to her advantage. She...she said that my actions are shaming my father now, and I wonder if she is right. She's my mother, and I locked her up like are hostage." Elissa looks at me with her sandy blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. She just stares into mine.

"Robb, you did not bring shame to you or your father. She is out of control and brought this on herself when she couldn't accept the fact that we were getting married and I have your heir inside of me. Actually, Robb, I have some news for you. The Maester here at the Twins was one of the few people left behind. He hates Walder Frey, and wanted to check sure the baby was alright. The Maester told me that he heard two heartbeats." Two heartbeats?

"You mean...we're having twins?" She nods and my entire face instantly lights up. I almost run into her as I rush over to kiss her deeply. She returns quote eagerly.

"I love you so much Elissa." She looks into my bright sapphires and instantly I see the lust and need in them. I lead to the bed in the chambers, and we make love gently, and pour every ounce of our troubles into our climaxes.

A/N: Let me know what you think via review! And poor Robb! More to come soon...I hope!