One Week Later

Riverrun

Catelyn Stark was helping Roslin Tully, Edmure's pregnant wife oversee the accounts for Riverrun, with Winter coming fast they needed to check over the accounts to ensure that they had enough money and supplies to last through the winter as it was likely to be a long one. Helping around Riverrun whilst making Cat feel nostalgic about doing something similar for years at Winterfell also helped to keep her mind occupied and prevent her from spending all hours of the day worrying about her children. Of course no amount of activity could really stop her from worrying. She worried about Edwyn off to defeat the Lannisters and lift the siege at Wayfarer's Rest and whether or not he would come back alive, she worried for Sansa at Highgarden the letter she'd sent had spoken of her pregnancy and Catelyn yearned to be there for her little girl but alas couldn't be because of the damned Lannisters and the war. She worried for Rickon her little baby who had been so young the last time she'd seen him, he probably wouldn't recognise her when she returned home, she worried for Bran and Arya two of her children that she had no inkling of where they could be and whether they were suffering or not. Her heart still felt empty though because of Ned and Robb's deaths, the revelation that Jon Snow was not actually Ned's bastard had only worsened that hole in her heart, she wondered why Ned had never told her, she could understand not telling her in the beginning of their marriage when they were no more than strangers, but as the years went by why not then? Did he still not trust her enough? These doubts often plagued Catelyn during the hours she had nothing to do and no one to talk to.

Of course a whole barrel of worries had been taken of her chest because of Perwyn Frey's marriage to Jeyne Westerling just two days past in Riverrun, the newly married couple had left for the Twins this morning and Catelyn if she was being quite honest with herself was relieved to see her go. Whilst she felt some sort of sympathy for Jeyne she felt that Edwyn had made the right decision in marrying her off to Perwyn, she would live a better live at the Twins than she could in the North that much had been made clear. However, Edwyn's decision to hold Sybell Westerling hostage as well as Genna Lannister did worry Catelyn quite significantly, what if Tywin Lannister marched on Riverrun whilst Edwyn was away, she knew Edmure was a good leader, but a good warrior he was not, Edwyn had proven himself time and time again on the battlefield, but even he might not be able to stop a set Tywin Lannister she could only hope that Edwyn and his men were successful in lifting the siege at Wayfarer's and defeating the Lannisters.

Catelyn's thoughts then turned to the other letter she had received this morning. This one had not born as welcome news as Sansa's had for it had been written by Margaery Tyrell, the bastard king Joffrey's former queen. She wrote that at present her and her grandmothers along with some 500 Tyrell men were currently on their way to Riverrun to propose an alliance with the north and the Riverlands to remove the Lannisters from power. Catelyn could only suspect what terms this alliance would come at, and given that Edwyn still need a wife, she suspected that Margaery Tyrell would put herself forward.

Catelyn was taken out of her reverie by the sound of Alysanne Mormont's voice "My lady, there's someone asking for you at the gate, a big lady says she desperately needs to speak with you."

Catelyn was surprised who could this lady be? She supposed the only way that she was going to find out was if she got up and followed Alysanne to the gate, which is what she did. As she got closer and closer to the gate a sense of anticipation filled her, could this be Brienne? She had sent the woman out with the Kingslayer in order to either exchange the man for her daughters or to find them; with Sansa at Highgarden could Brienne have found Arya?

As she got to the gate she saw that the lady was indeed Brienne and she seemed to be accompanied by a scruffy looking boy with short brown hair and – gods those eyes, those are Ned's eyes- Catelyn's suspicions were confirmed when the scruffy looking boy actually a girl saw Catelyn and then sprinted into her arms whilst shouting "MOTHER!"

Arya Stark had finally found her mother.

Outside Wayfarer's Rest

The northern forces had arrived outside of the north eastern gate of Wayfarer's Rest to find it besieged by Lannisters, 4000 of them to be exact. Edwyn himself had decided to take his 4000 northmen plus his uncle Edmure with him as he marched to lift the siege, he'd left the riverlords at Riverrun under the leadership of his great uncle Ser Brynden Tully.

Upon sighting the Lannister forces, they'd decided to split the host into two, one part would be led by Edwyn the other part led by the Greatjon, all they were waiting for now was for Lady Maege to blow her horn. Edwyn casually glanced to his side, his uncle Edmure was on his right and had a very serious expression on his face, Edwyn supposed that Edmure wanted to get his own back on the Lannisters for befouling his wedding, to his left was Storm his constant companion whose ears perked up the minute the horn sounded. Drawing his broadsword from its sheath, Edwyn raised it high in the air and in as loud a voice as he could muster yelled "Men of the North, we have lions to kill!" Then led the charge.

It appeared that they had caught the Lannister soldiers off guard for soon there was a lot of fumbling for equipment and armour, which allowed Edwyn and his men to easily cut down roughly around 400 of the men before the Lannisters truly knew what had hit them. The advantage of surprise was still in their favour it appeared as Edwyn began cutting down men who were half dressed in armour left right and centre, bloodying his sword, he saw out the corner of his eye Storm tearing the throat out of several men, saw Ned Wull and Rod Flint his guards for this battle cutting down men, saw his uncle cutting down men.

Edwyn cut a bloody path through the Lannister soldiers, not particularly stopping to look and see whether or not he had killed someone significant or not, there was only one man who he wanted to fight and that man had only one hand. He found the man at the back of the Lannister camp, with his golden armour on and a smug look on his face, Edwyn knew what he was going to say "Ah if it isn't Edwyn Ironbreaker. Nice to see you again, I do believe the last time we met I had two hands. Should be easier for you now eh, no need to resort to trickery."

Edwyn merely smirked at that "No trickery now or then Kingslayer, admit it your an old done fool, and I am and always will be better than you."

He could tell that had gotten the man's ire, for the Kingslayer didn't bother replying but instead mounted his horse and unsheathed his horse and then charged at Edwyn. Edwyn blocked the rather clumsy parry from the man, before swinging his sword back at him and managing to strike in the gap between his armour and his shoulder drawing blood. Before the Kingslayer could pull away Edwyn had swung his sword again and this time dented the man's golden armour. The Kingslayer however, finally managed to connect with Edwyn's armour striking it with such force that the armour dented and blood began to spill out. Edwyn struck the Kingslayer again this time the force of his swing forcing the man to hunch over winded. Seizing the opportunity, Edwyn slashed at the man drawing blood on the man's upper chest, and then raising his sword he could see the Kingslayer expected death now, but instead Edwyn merely hit the man on his head with the handle of his sword, knocking the man out of conscience and causing him to slump on his horse.

Edwyn turned around to see if any of his companions were nearby, finding Ned Wull close by Edwyn shouted "Ned get some rope and chains, we got us a lion to tie up."

"Yes your grace" Was the reply from Ned Wull

As Edwyn waited for Ned to come back with the rope and chains, his uncle Edmure joined him, "What news of the rest of the battle uncle?"

"The Lannister forces have been defeated most of their men are either dead or fled, victory is ours." Edmure said

"Good. We take the Kingslayer back to Riverrun then, and this time he won't escape." Edwyn replied.

Stony Sept

"Remember don't try and seduce him, this boy will probably have his guard up, so just try and get to know him first before trying to woo him." Olenna Tyrell said for the hundredth time to her granddaughter.

Margaery snuck a quick exasperated look with her brother Garlan before replying "Yes grandmother of course grandmother."

It had been a good month since Margaery and her family had left King's Landing, and instead of heading back to Highgarden like they were meant to they were now headed to Riverrun, where the Young Wolf's Twin brother Edwyn Stark was currently at, having won the castle back from the Lannisters. Margaery's grandmother planned to tie House Tyrell closer to House Stark by getting Margaery to marry Edwyn Stark the King in the North, if Margaery had heard her grandmother correctly this was merely going to be a political match so that the Tyrells still ended up on the winning side of the war, because at present it did look like the Lannisters were losing their grip.

Margaery had been curious as to what this Edwyn Stark was actually like, she had heard all about his exploits in battle first from how he had managed to singlehandedly unarm the Kingslayer at the Battle of Whispering Wood, to how he had managed to defeat the Ironborn at various battles to reclaim the north for House Stark. Whilst such exploits painted him as a more than capable warrior, Margaery was more curious as to what he was like as a person. Her first two husbands had differed greatly, Renly had been very, very outgoing whereas Joffrey seemed to just be cruel for the fun of it. She had written to Sansa to ask her what her brother was like and what he liked, Sansa had replied that her brother looked like their father and was often mistaken for being quite solemn but he was just shy and was actually a very lovely person once he was out of his shell. From reading that description Margaery felt that she might have her work cut out for her, especially as it was likely that this man was going to be very suspicious of her and her family and their motives.

She'd just have to use all of her skills to win him over.

Blue Fork

The battlefield was complete chaos. Ser Davos Seaworth Hand of the rightful King Stannis Baratheon first of his name, watched in utter disarray as his comrades fell to their deaths around him.

They had been marching south from the Bite where their ships were at anchor, with the intention of crossing the Blue Fork and then heading west to Riverrun, when they had been set upon by Randyll Tarly and his 20,000 reach men. The fighting was quick and bloody in the autumn snows, Davos had been separated from the main body of the army once the attack had begun, the current of the river and the force of the men pushing him further away from his king and his son. He'd managed to kill the three men from the Reach who had tried to attack him, and since the last one no one had come close to where he was.

The sudden silence that filled the air scared Davos what could it mean? Had the battle finally ended? Where was Stannis was he being held a prisoner, where was Devan where was his son?!

He found out the answers to his questions soon enough, he saw Devan running towards him as fast as his legs could carry him holding a sword, that was Stannis's sword, Davos's heart began to sink. "Devan, son what's happened where's King Stannis?"

Devan looked at Davos and then said "He's, He's dead father. Killed by Lord Tarly, his head was hacked of his body. I picked up Lightbringer father, I didn't think the Lannisters should have it. What do we do now father?"

Yes what do we do, Davos thought. Stannis was dead, the fact that Devan held Lightbringer was proof enough of that, where could they go the Baratheon cause was all but lost now. But there was still hope Edwyn Stark was at Riverrun, perhaps he could help them. "We make for Riverrun as before Devan. Quick before the Reacher Lords realise we survived.