CATELYN
They had ridden hard and made good time. They met a Frey scouting party within site of the Twins. Ser Ryman Frey, Lord Walder's grandson, led the party.
"Ser Ryman, why are you not with my uncle on the high road?" Catelyn asked when she saw who it was.
"That is what we wish to discuss with, my lady, if you will follow me," Ser Ryman said, he was sweating and appeared slightly drunk.
"We can discuss it here, I think," Catelyn said, concerned.
"Lord Walder wishes to discuss with you the marriage pact made when your son last crossed the Green Fork," Ser Ryman replied.
"I came to see my daughter, not discuss betrothals," Catelyn said.
"I fear there is more pressing business at hand, my lady," Ser Ryman said.
"My daughter was kidnapped by the Lannisters and has been missing for months. There is nothing more important," Catelyn said, hostilely.
"You haven't heard, my lady. There is something more important," Ser Ryman insisted.
"If it is so damned important, tell me what it is," Catelyn replied.
"Lord Walder wishes to discuss it with you personally," Ser Ryman said.
"I will discuss it with you, here, and then you shall bring out my daughter to me," Catelyn said.
"I can't do that, my lady," Ser Ryman said.
"My father is your liege lord. I left him on his deathbed to see my daughter to safety. My son is your king. Will you deny me my own daughter and your king's sister?" Catelyn replied.
Ser Ryman shrank back from her.
"If you would just talk with Lord Walder—" Ser Ryman began.
"I will talk with Lord Walder when I have my daughter!" Catelyn said.
"I cannot—" Ser Ryman.
"Then you are no use to me," Catelyn said.
"I told you we should not have talked to her," Black Walder, another member of the scouting party, said while drawing his sword.
Catelyn and her companions fled.