I watched as Robb and his mother walked through the camp, Ayden walked over to me.

"Never you worry little lady, Robb would never hurt you." I turned to look at him.

"Whatever do you mean?" I asked my bodyguard, if that was what he was. To me he seemed more like a confidant and a friend.

"I heard you, in your sleep, calling to your sister, begging for her to not be hurt, Margaret, her name was, or so you cry out. The men near your tent hear you, we all do, we are worried for you." I looked at him.

"Jaime Lannister broke her, and she threw herself off the tallest tower of kings landing, he used her then set her aside. He ruined all hope she had." Ayden opened his mouth.

"Oh don't attempt to ease me with your words, I know what my family is, we are the laughing stock, the men weak and stupid and the women plain, but what we women lack in beauty we more than make up for in brains. Our father is a filthy old man, who needs to let go, and…" I trailed off, nearly wishing death upon my father. As much as I hated him, I could never wish death upon him.


The next day our messenger returned from kings landing. I stood in the mouth of the tent, as watched Robb speak to the man.

"And what did she say?" Robb asked from his position at the head of the table.

"She admires your spirit, your grace."

"And what then?" Robb asked standing up.

"She…uhh…." The man seemed afraid of his own words.

"If every man were held accountable for the actions of every distant relative, sir Alton, we'd all hang." Robb motioned to the skies.

"She tore the paper in half, your grace." I moved closer into the tent.

"You've acted with honour, I thank you for It." He called out to Lord Karstark.

"Lord Karstark, make sure Sir Altons pen is clean." The messenger looked up at Robb.

"And give him a hot supper." Robb commanded.

"Sir Altons pen is occupied your grace" The aforementioned lord called out.

"The Prisoners from the Yellow fork."

"Too many prisoners." One of the men stood in the tent commented.

"Is there room for Sir Alton?" Robb asked.

"Does he need to lie down?" Lord Karstark asked. Robb sighed heavily.

"Have the men build him a new pen." Robb leaned on the table.

"Put him in with the kingslayer for now." Robb said. "Have your boy watch over them." Robb motioned to Lord Karstark who called his son forward.

"That will be all." Robb said as they pulled away the envoy.


"Your grace, if I may have a moment of your time?" I asked standing away from the men as they left the tent. I wiped my hands down on my stained cover and walked forward.

"I've been treating your wounded men." I started.

"And my enemies." Robb cut in. "As some of my banner men are fond of mentioning." I cringe a little.

"They are not my enemies yet, Robb, so I shall treat them as I would any other soldier." I stood my ground.

"That is what I tell my banner men."

"I've already run through the supplies I brought with me and the ones I was given here. Some are easily replaced, , turpentine and oil of roses for example, but others are not, I need silk, and thread for stitching wounds closed, I now know that I need fennel root for those who have fevers, willow bark, most of the things I need or on this list." I pulled a piece of paper out of my sleeve and handed it to Robb.

"Without them, I can do nothing, none of us can. But they are all afraid to speak to you." I explained.

"And you are not." I shook my head.

"If we are to be married, one would think that we need to be able to hold a steady conversation." I smiled. "Most importantly I need milk of poppy, if I am to amputate more limbs, which I can only assume I shall need to before that awful war is over." I looked down.

"Would you like help finding any of these? Because…" Robb asked before I interrupted.

"I know where to find them." My eyes widened and I looked down at the floor. "I shouldn't have interrupted, please forgive me."

"It is perfectly fine, you have more of a knowledge in these matters than I do, so please continue." I looked up.

"You are riding to Crag, to negotiate surrender, most of the things I need, can be found there; there will be a maester, he will have what I need." I said

"Come with me, let the maester show you his stores, I would like my men to be treated well, and I trust they will be treated well, with you caring for them." I blushed at his compliment.

"Thank you, but I should stay. The men need me." I tried to back out.

"But you need the supplies?" Robb asked confused.

"Yes, but I would only be a hindrance to you."

"nonsense, I would be glad of the company." He looked at me and smiled brushing my cheek gently he walked away to his horse, leaving me standing blushing like a young girl with a crush.