"The Boltons have never really been loyal to the Starks, seven hells Robb, what are you doing?" she raised her voice slightly, looking him straight in the eyes. "That's why I need you to marry hi-". "I'm not marrying Roose Bolton" she whisper-shouted, slamming her foot down. "I need you to marry his son". "Never in a million moons, I will not become a Bolton".
Game of Thrones - Rated: M - English - Angst/Suspense - Chapters: 8 - Words: 24,965 - Reviews: 36 - Favs: 30 - Follows: 53 - Updated: 10/5/2016 - Published: 7/15/2016 - Robb S., Ramsay B., OC