So, just a quick reminder: Renly is not dead, but he doesn't have the Reach, who decided to ally themselves with the Lannisters.
Okay, we're back to Robb's point of view. He needs to fix his relationship with his father. And He is even more suspicious now of the Dragon Queen's intentions.
(Robb)
It has been two days since his fight with his father.
After the argument his father stormed out. He has never seen his father so angry. He has never seen such rage in his cool grey eyes.
And it worried him.
His mother was right. His father changed while he was in Essos.
And she was also right when she said that they didn't have time for petty squabbles amongst each other.
He spent the two days training with his bannermen and squires. And he hasn't seen his father even once.
But today he decided that it has gone on for too long. They were about to move out to meet with Renly Baratheon. They have already agreed that he would keep his place as Lord of Stormlands if he bent the knee to Daenerys and fought by their side.
The Tyrells had allied themselves with the crown. But his father assured him that they could easily be persuaded to side with Targaryens. The Greyjoys were another problem.
Now Robb was walking to his father's tent. He decided that they needed to discuss their argument, and come to an understanding. They both said some heated words, and Robb felt bad for how they left their relationship.
They were father and son. They had to be united.
And Robb knew he made some mistakes. He couldn't deny that he has done some questionable things during this war.
As he neared his father's tent he noticed that there were more guards than usual.
One of the guards immediately called out to his father when he saw him approaching. It was one of the Unsullied.
Robb stopped not far from the entrance and waited for the guards to let him in.
Instead the Dragon Queen appeared from the inside with a slight smile.
Well that explained the extra guards.
Robb bowed his head.
"Your grace."
She smiled in return.
"Robb Stark."
He tried to smile, but he was too nervous about the upcoming conversation to think about the Dragon Queen.
She walked past him and her guards followed her. He watched her leave before he was finally let in by one of the Unsullied.
His father's tent was cold. Cold and empty.
There were only his weapons, one chest for clothes, a bed, and a table.
It almost seemed as though he didn't actually spend any time here.
"Father."
His father let out a heavy breath.
"Robb. You wished to speak?"
"Yes. Mother was right."
His father smirked.
"I believe she is right most of the time."
Robb smiled at that. Perhaps his parent's relationship was being fixed.
"I'm sorry about what I said after the meeting. I had no right to judge you. I know I have done much wrong. I was simply angry."
His father shook his head and pulled him into a hug.
"There is nothing to apologize for. What I said wasn't kind. When I was in your place I made some mistakes. I shouldn't have judged you for your mistakes when you were in a similar position. Perhaps you have made a few bad decisions, but you led men to victory numerous times. When this war is over, none of this will matter much."
Robb closed his eyes for a second.
And relaxed.
They both said nasty words. They were in the middle of a war, there was nothing good here. They were both angry. But they shouldn't have let out their anger on each other.
That anger had more use on the battlefield.
His father pulled away, forcing him to open his eyes and snap back into reality.
He smiled sadly at his father.
"Thank you father."
His father smiled and nodded slightly.
"You should go and ensure everything is in place for our leave. There is still much to do. We shall speak later."
Robb nodded, and turned around to leave.
As he walked to the exit he paused right by the tent flap.
When he walked in he didn't notice what was on his father's table. Something that had no place being in his tent. Something that made him question the Queen even more.
Oh how much could one object change everything…
One little thing like this made him question the Queen's intentions even more. It made him suspicious even more than he was.
He has seen the Queen look at his father many times, and he saw her soft touches and soft smiles. But this was completely different. This could either mean what he suspected, or it could simply be a mistake.
Before his father could question him, he rushed to the exit.
He almost ran. As far as he could.
But the image of The Dragon necklace on his father's table was stuck in his mind.
Why did the Queen leave it there? Did she wish to force his father to come to her tent by leaving something of hers? Would she seduce him?
The Queen was young and beautiful. There was no doubt she would use her body for her personal gain. Any man would fall for her.
Robb was just hoping his father would see her schemes before he fell into a trap.
Robb tried to shake these thoughts out of his head.
This must have been a mistake.
The necklace was made of pure silver if he guessed correctly. It must weigh much. Perhaps the Queen simply took it off, finding it too heavy.
Yet the darker part of his mind kept telling him that there was something between the Queen and his father.
Would his father fall for the Queen's charms?
He told himself that his father was strong willed, and would never bed some woman just because of her body.
Yet that resulted in thinking about Jon.
Jon was his father's bastard. And even if Jon was born out of love, Robb couldn't shake the thought that maybe, just maybe, his father could once again dishonor his mother. Those ugly thoughts left him in a bitter mood.
What should he do? Tell his father? Tell his mother? Tell no one?
He found himself seeking out Talisa. He couldn't tell his mother, because there was no proof to his suspicions. He couldn't ask his father, because his father might not even be aware that the Dragon Queen is trying to seduce him. But he could tell Talisa, because she wouldn't tell anyone.
When he reached his own tent, where his wife was, he threw his cloak off his shoulders and sat down on the edge of the bed. Talisa was writing a letter. His guess was that she was once again writing to her family.
She lifted her eyes when she noticed him walking in.
She raised an eyebrow.
"What is on your mind?"
He let out a heavy breath.
For a second he thought about forgetting about the Dragon Queen, but he decided that there was no point in hiding it from Talisa.
She sat up and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"What worries you?"
He smiled sadly.
"I am worried about the Queen's intentions."
She looked confused.
"What exactly?"
He clenched his jaw. This was his last chance to keep his suspicions to himself.
But he took a deep breath and made his decision.
"I have seen the way she looks at my father. I am worried she simply uses him to gain the North's support."
Talisa bit her lip as she thought over the situation.
"Are you certain? Are you certain they aren't simply friends? She is also friendly with Ser Barristan, is she not?"
Robb shook his head.
"She looks at Ser Barristan almost like a father. But the way she looks at my father... I have suspicions that she might try to seduce him."
Talisa looked at him questioningly.
"What makes you say so?"
"She left her Necklace in his tent. Why would she take off her necklace in my father's tent? What does she want from my father?"
His wife moved closer to him and placed her hands on both sides of his face.
"I think you are simply looking into something that is not there. You don't know what happened in Essos, and how he came to serve her. If you are worried, then perhaps you should speak to him."
Robb closed his eyes and sighed.
He didn't really care what the Queen wanted from his father. He simply wanted her to leave them all alone. They would help her win the Iron Throne and return North with their family. They would return to Winterfell and everything would be alright.
He relaxed into Talisa's touch and let himself think of something more pleasant. He thought about his unborn child. And how he wished his child would not see war.
He thought back to his conversation with his father.
Did his father think the same things when he fought in the Rebellion? Did he hope that his children would never see war and live in peace? Did he also seek out Ashara Dayne for simple comfort like this?
He let those thoughts slip from his mind as Talisa kissed him.
This could be the last time he sees Talisa. He was about to ride out to war, while she would remain here with his mother. He didn't wish to leave her. Who would comfort him then?
Tomorrow he would wake up early in the morning, and leave the Riverlands alongside his army and the Dragon Queen. He might not even have a chance to say goodbye to her tomorrow.
So he let himself enjoy her company one last night.