Chapter 37

The bed was warm, but something was missing, maybe not missing but it wasn't as close as it should be. An arm snaked around her waist and drug her across the bed, into his chest. She smiled and turned slightly to press her lips to his. There was something unfamiliar about the kiss though.

"Morning," he said softly. At the sound of his voice her eyes fluttered up and she stared into green eyes that matched her own. She let out a shriek and scrambled across the bed, falling off the other side of it and landing with a thump on the floor.

Freya's eyes flew open and she cried out, sitting up immediately. Robb let out a strangled sound as his eyes opened. Freya fell back against the bed and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Go back to sleep," she whispered.

"What's wrong, you had a bad dream," Robb replied. He didn't ask it, he knew her well enough to know when she was having a bad dream.

Freya shook her head and snuggled into his embrace. With his arms around her it was easy to forget what she had dreamed. She didn't have to think about Jamie, but she felt a twinge at the thought of her half-brother. "Where is he," she asked instead of explaining her dream.

"He's being kept in the dungeon."

Robb's eyes opened and he stared at her for a moment. Freya briefly met his gaze before looking away. She didn't know if she should even ask it, but she also didn't know if she could handle it. "You want to see him," Robb finally filled in.

"I do," Freya said with a slight nod.

"I'll arrange it, before you leave for the twins," Robb said before pressing a kiss to her temple. "You should leave before someone finds you in here though."

"You're not upset," Freya asked.

"No, I understand, I'd want to see him too if I were you. I'd want to look him in the eye and ask him why."

Freya nodded before climbing out of the bed, she started to give Robb his shirt back but smirked at him. "I'll keep this, I'll need something to remind me of you while I'm gone," she said before grabbing the rest of her clothing off the floor and creeping back into her room with Snow trailing behind her.

...

Freya was busy packing for the trip to the twins. It would take two days to get there, Freya hoped the trip wouldn't take more than a week. A knock sounded at her door causing her to pause. "Come in," she called.

Robb stepped inside and smiled at her slightly. "You can see him now, if you still want to, I'll go with you. He's chained up so he can't touch and I will be close by if you need anything."

"Thank you," she said as she moved toward him. "I know that this is difficult for you."

"I can never deny you, you know that," Robb pointed out.

"You can and you should," Freya replied as she took his hand as he led her down the hallway. People still cast doubtful gazes in her direction but Freya ignored them all, she was consumed with thoughts of what she was going to say Jamie when she saw. She'd only briefly seen him since it had happened, and that had sent her running.

Freya silently prayed that she was strong enough for this and that it wasn't going to make things worse. Robb led her down the steps to the dungeon, nodding at the various guards as they went. They arrived outside a cell with a heavy door.

"Give us a few minutes," Robb said gesturing for the guards to move away. They obeyed his orders without hesitation. Robb opened the cell and pulled the torch from the wall before stepping inside. Freya hesitated for a moment before stepping inside. Jamie was sitting agaisnt the wall leaning in almost a casual manner as he stared coolly at them both.

Freya gulped nervously as Robb leveled Jamie with a steely gaze. "You will not move from that spot, if you do she will call for me and I will have you killed. Do you understand Kingslayer," Robb demanded.

"Certainly, your grace," Jamie said with an ever deepening smirk.

Robb squeezed Freya's hand before placing the torch in a holder on the wall and moving out the door. Freya stared at Jamie for several silent moments, wondering why she had come.

"So the little lion has come to see me," Jamie said breaking the silence.

"Don't call me that," Freya snapped.

"Are you a wolf now? Is the Young Wolf going to make you, the Lannister bastard the girl who was taken by her brother, his wife?"

Freya stiffened at his words. Those were the very reasons she had given to Robb as to why they should not be together. It was almost a comfort to know that she was not the only person think that way. "Leave him out of this, this is about you," Freya said firmly.

"Ah, you want answers, ask and you might recieve."

"I just want to know why."

"Why, what," Jamie asked. Freya could tell by the look on his face that he was going to make her say it.

"Why did you rape me," Freya snapped angrily. "Cersei isn't enough for you? You had to have me too."

"It had nothing to do with Cersei," Jamie replied. He stared at Freya for a long moment as though that explained everything.

"Then what was it about? Control? Power? Jealousy?"

"Oh yes, jealousy, I was so jealous that the young wolf got to have you that I had to have you as well," Jamie said sarcastically.

Freya stared at him, realizing that despite the sarcasm there was truth behind his statement. Despite having been away from King's Landing a long time she knew that Cersei was almost never with Robert. Freya doubted that Jamie had ever been with another woman besides Cersei. He was jealous.

"You thought that he wouldn't want me anymore if you did that, I would have no choice but to come crawling back to you and our family if the Starks cast me out. You were wrong."

"Was I," Jamie asked.

"Yes, you were, and now you are going to pay for your crimes. If Robb doesn't kill you, you'll spend the rest of your life in a cell. Even if he does trade you for Arya and Sansa do you think that Cersei will take you back if she finds out what you did to me? She may hate me, but she'll never forgive you for that. She'll think you want me more than her, she'll never get past it, and you will never have either one of us ever again. Enjoy the rest of your lonely days Jamie, I hope it was worth it."

With that Freya spun on her heel and walked out of the cell. She grabbed Robb's arm as she passed him and pulled him out of the dungeon with her. "I need you," she whispered as they walked. Robb took hold of her hand and led her back to his chambers. She stepped in first and he shut the door behind them.

Her sobs broke free a moment later and she stumbled forward. Robb caught her around the waist and managed to pick her up. He carried her over to the bed and sat down with her in his lap. She continued to cry into his chest, the sound of it hurting him down to his soul. His fingers brushed through her hair as he murmured to her.

"He can't hurt you anymore, I won't let him touch you ever again," Robb assured her.

"He never wanted to be my brother," Freya said brokenly. She sniffed loudly and looked up at Robb. "He only wanted to keep us apart."

"I know," Robb reminded her. He knew to what lengths Jamie had gone to keep them apart. He had assumed all along that Jamie would do so to keep them from going through with their engagement.

"You were right," Freya mumbled as she pulled away from Robb and climbed off the bed.

"Freya," Robb said as he grabbed her wrist to stop her. "I would give anything to not be right about this. The last thing I wanted was for there to be a wedge between you and your family."

"You are my family now," Freya said as she stepped back to him and leaned her forehead against his. "And as soon as this matter is settled with the Freys you and I will be married."