Catelyn walks through the halls of Casterly Rock, following the guard that is taking her to Edmure's quarters. It's been eight moons since her marriage, but nearly a year since his, and Tywin has finally let her visit him, after months of her asking. Eventually, after walking through the Rock's endless maze of hallways, they come to plain wooden door, guarded by red cloaks.

Of course they would, it would not do to let Edmure escape. Why would he try, though? He has too much to lose - a wife, and a three month old daughter - Minisa, her name is.

"My lady," says the guard as he bows, then knocks the door, announces her, and pushes it open, allowing her to enter a small but comfortable solar, well-lit and airy due to the large window making up most of the western wall, with a balcony overlooking the sea. A door likely leading to the rest of the suite and a case of books stand on the opposite wall.

Edmure is sitting by the unlit fireplace on the far wall, his baby girl in his arms. Roslin is next to him, both playing with the baby. Little Ela is there to, her blond hair braided back, showing her embroidery to her Septa. She feels a pang in her heart, and she is reminded just why she agreed to her marriage, so many months ago. They are dressed simply, in Tully red and blue, contrasting with the elaborate embroidery on the baby's light blue blanket. The blanket she had made herself, moons ago by the fire in her chambers in the Tower of the Hand.

For some time, she watches them. Roslin seems much the same, but Edmure seems older, with a slight slump to his shoulders. Ela is taller, and when she shows her embroidery to Roslin, she can see that Ela's hopes were true. She smiles- watching Edmure with Roslin, she can tell her inferences from his letters are true, and he is more than fond of her. Those monthly letters are the only communication between them. Until now, that is…

"Lady Catelyn Lannister," he hears the guard announce.

He turns to the door, and there is Cat, wearing an elaborate, southern styled, light blue silk dress, and a necklace with a gold trout pendant. He also sees the bulge of her belly, and his worries about her and her marriage come flooding back.

The marriage which is the reason we are in the same room together…

She crosses the room to join him, sinking into his open arms as he hugs her.

"I've missed you, brother,"

"Missed you as well, Cat,"

"Auntie Cat!" Elana rushes over and hugs Cat, with her hoop still in her hands.

"Hello, Ela dear. My, you've grown. Did you do this?" Cat answers, indicating the hoop.

"Yes. It's my personal sigil."

"It's very good. Is this to honour your mother?" Cat asks, tracing a line with her finger.

"Yes, that's mother's white ribbon. Are you having a baby, Aunt Cat? You're big, like Mama Roslin when she was having Baby Mina."

Cat gives a light laugh "Yes I am, Sweetling."

"Boy or girl?"

"I don't know, dear."

Roslin, with Minisa in her arms, comes over to them. "Lady Catelyn," She greets nervously, dipping a curtsy.

"Lady Roslin, it's good to see you again." Cat's words are courteous, but not unfriendly, like she's trying to work out what she feels about Roslin. She probably is.

"Do you want to hold her?"

"Of course. Her name's Minisa, isn't it?" She gently takes her in her arms. "She's beautiful. Reminds me of Lysa when she was younger, actually."

He has noticed that, and it helped him to get over her death, despite everything that has happened.

Just then, Minisa starts wailing. Cat gives Roslin a questioning glance. "She's hungry." Cat smiles and passes her back, and Roslin heads into the bed chamber.

"Ela,"

"Yes, father?"

"Can you go outside and let me talk to your Aunt, please?"

"Ok."

"Come, child. And, a lady does not run, lady Elana."

"Sorry, Septa Jayne." Ela says, before heading through the doorway to the balcony, with her septa.

"You love her," Cat comments.

"How do you-"

"Intuition, brother. I've been reading your letters for six months. And it is quite … clear from the way you act with her." She raises an eyebrow "Am I wrong?"

"No." He found it irritating when they were younger, Cat's ways of knowing everything, and rarely being wrong about them, especially things he wanted to hide from Father for whatever reason. (He knows now that she can make mistakes of judgement, but not about him. That will never happen.) And she is right- despite the fact that he will never forget that night, nor forgive Walder Frey for the deaths of his nephew and so many others, he is long past hating Roslin."I didn't, at first. But she is a good person. I was injured during the wedding, and she treated it. She visited me every day while I was held in that bloody castle. Her care gave me hope, helped me to realise that … that I still had something to live for. She was the one who brought me the news about your marriage, Cat, as well as … other things that happened," He pauses then, willing himself not to break down.

"Lysa," Cat murmurs, and collapses into a chair. He joins her. He had only seen Lysa twice since her wedding, and was annoyed when she didn't help them with the war, but she was still family, and he remembers Roslin's comfort as he mourned her, as he mourns with Cat now.

After a few minutes, he resumes his tale "When they took me to Riverrun for the siege, we were already close, and it was the first time we'd been apart since the wedding. I missed her, Cat, and I realised then that I was starting to love her. That love has only grown here, and when Minisa was born … she's our child, and Roslin loves her devotedly. She looked after Ela as well, when I couldn't. And she is innocent in all this..."

"When I took Elana to her chambers during the wedding, I asked her what she thought of Roslin. She told me that she liked her, and that she thought you two would be happy together."

"I talked to Elana on the way to the Twins, you know? She's always wanted me to marry a women who would be a mother to her. We were both pleasantly surprised. And you? How is your marriage?"

He studies her face and hands, but sees no cuts or bruises, save a few faint scars that he remembers are from the blade of the man who tried to kill her son.

And that means anything? Her clothes cover her body. She can't see your scar, but that doesn't mean that it isn't there.

Cat glances at him sadly, her hand going to the gold band on her left hand. "I suppose I should start from when I left the hall with Ela and took her to the guest chambers. She was so happy for you, and for Roslin. And then some Frey men came. Ela was in her chamber, thankfully. I was talking to her Septa, when I noticed Bastard Walder with ten men. One of them grabbed the Septa. I asked what was happening. He didn't leave out any details. He then locked Ela's door, and locked me in a room nearby. The next morning, I was brought to the hall, where Lord Frey told me I was to be sent to the capital. I left that day,"

"I know," He says. "Roslin saw you leave. She told me."

"When I got there, I was taken to a chamber and locked in. A week later, Lord Tywin came to see me. And he … proposed our marriage,"

"And you accepted." He states it as a fact, with only the smallest hint of accusation. Which Cat picked up on, from the icy look she gave him.

"I didn't have any choice. And he promised to spare you and Brynden, as well as the girls, should they be found."

Family, duty, honour.

There was Cat, a true Tully even though people saw her as a she-wolf.

A lioness now, but no less fierce.

"Have you found the girls?"

"Sansa has been found, in the Vale. She is on her way here. There is no word of Arya, but I still hope to find her. I heard Brynden was angry at the news?"

"Yes. I was as well, but I knew you had your reasons. When Roslin brought me the news, I felt angry and sad and also worried. I couldn't believe it, I just hoped you knew what you were doing."

"At my wedding, I felt nervous, both for the wedding and … what came after. Since then … there is no love between us, but I think he cares about me."

He scoffs "About his heir, more like"

"Maybe,"

"I didn't expect you to be here."

"Tywin wished for his heir to be born at the rock."

He does not miss her use of her husband's first name, and it unsettled him.

"He wants a son."

"He does."

"And you? What do you want? A son or a daughter?"

"I don't know. I want a healthy child. I do want to hold a baby again, and this might be my last chance. When the war started, I hoped to carry another child. And I have one."

Edmure was sure that she wanted Lord Eddard's child, not Lord Tywin's, but he kept that to himself.

After a while, Roslin came back in, and so did Elana. The five of them spent the rest of the day together, until Cat returned to her own chambers for supper. A month later, Cat comes to see him again, and this time, in her arms is her fourth son, and his newest nephew, Gerold Lannister.