A/N Hey guys shorter chapter today but there is a reason we have now made it to the end of part two/season two things are going to start to change from now on and I have a little teaser for that at the end of the chapter you will probably all get a good Idea from it, I realize some might not be happy or confused with the direction I am taking but trust me I have a plan I always have a plan, hope you all enjoy :) :) :)

Van der Ay: It wasn't a matter of intelligence, it was a matter of desperation, she doesn't have the best relationship with Sansa, but she is still her sister and like I have said Mia makes decisions without thinking ahead.

Jean d'arc: Is it the wedding….I guess you'll have to see, putting Mia in these cannon scenes is fun but I can't wait till I get to the part where I get to follow my own story which is coming up very soon :)

NightyRowenTree: You are welcome for the update :)

White serpent: It will certainly take time for them to make peace but at least they are on the road to it.

Grave Mistake

Mia Snow

The Westerlands, Golden tooth….

Mia gazed upon the castle of the Golden Tooth, it was a small fortress but it also commanded the hill road between the westerlands and the Riverlands, if they took it they could stop more Lannister men from flooding into the Riverlands.

And Robb and Mia had spent that last few weeks laying siege to it

"It won't be long now your grace" Brynden Tully the Blackfish assures Robb

"It better not" the King in the North growls "If the Lannisters fall upon us now, I doubt we will be able to repel them"

Mia nodded, they were far to exposed, if another Lannister army attacked them now they would be caught between them and the fortress "Tywin is Harrenhal" Mia says "He has plenty men with him I doubt he would march all the way across the Riverlands to save one fortress, we just need to be patient and wait"

"Fuck waiting" Smalljon Umber spits "I haven't had a proper battle in weeks we should charge that puny castle and burn it to the ground with everyone inside"

"We'd lose hundreds of men before the castle fell! Mia argues

"This is war lass," Smalljon says "Men die in war"

"My sister is right," Robb says "I will not lose more men for a foolish battle" he turns to the Blackfish "We'll retire for the night but if anything happens to come straight to me"

The aging man simply nods, Robb turns to Mia as the other lords disperse "Walk with me" he says.

Mia follows her brother back to his tent, this was the first time they had truly spoken since Jamie Lannister escaped "Wine?" he asks pouring himself a cup.

Mia shakes her head "You know I only drink when I'm upset"

Robb nods and sits across from her "When we last spoke I was angry at my mother" he says "I reflected that anger onto you and I'm sorry for that"

Mia smirks "Kings don't need to apologize to soldiers" she jokes.

Robb stares down at his cup, usually her japes made him laugh or at least crack a smile but not this time "Olyvar tells me you've made peace with my mother" he says.

Mia scoffs "Is the Frey boy your spy now?" she asks.

"He's my squire," Robb says "But he's too curious for his own good"

"He's got a good heart" Mia agrees "But it's not that simple, eighteen years is a long time to hate each other, your mother and I will make peace but it will take some time"

Robb nods and it's at this point Mia realizes he's stalling, "You didn't bring me here to talk about your mother did you, Robb?"

His eyes meet here "No" he admits quietly before placing his cup on the wooden table "I've decided to marry Talisa Maegyr"

Mia stares at him wondering if she heard him wrong "That's not funny brother" she says letting out a nervous laugh.

Robb shakes his head "You know that I'm serious little sister" he says

"Have you forgotten about the Freys!" Mia shouts angrily "They have given us 4,000 men in return for your betrothal!"

"I haven't forgotten that," Robb says "I will find another way to repay them"

"They won't accept another way brother," she says "You know that more than I"

"I love her," Robb says

"Love her?" Mia exclaims "You've only known her a few months "And your willing to throw away the war for her!"

"I am not throwing away the war Mia," he says "But this is something I have to do"

Mia sighs and places her hands on his cheeks, forcing him to look at her "Robb I am begging you" she says "Do you understand? I am begging you please don't do this because if you do this will probably be the death of us"

Robb hesitates for a moment but then sighs "I've made my decision" he says

Before they can say anymore Ser Brynden interrupts them "A messenger your grace" he says "From Lady Lefford, she wants to offer terms of surrender"

Robb nods "I'll be glad to accept them," he says leaving with the Blackfish.

Days Later….

After Lady Lefford's surrender Robb had left a small garrison in charge of the Golden Tooth and returned back to his main camp, he wasted no time in finding a Septon to marry him and Talisa Maegyr, they did it privately by a weirwood tree with only themselves, the Septon, Mia and Lady Catelyn in attendance.

"Lady Stark we can't let him go through with this" Mia whispers to Catelyn "This will destroy everything"

The lady shakes her head "I fear we have no choice child" she says "He has made his decision"

The Septon begins the ceremony as he ties their hands together "In the sight of the seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity" he then takes a step back before continuing "Look upon one another and say the words"

Robb and Talisa face each other and speak in unison "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger, I am hers and she is mine from this day, until the end of my days" they then embrace in a loving and passionate kiss, before pressing their foreheads together.

"Our King has taken himself a queen," Lady Stark says solemnly.

Mia nods "Yes," she says "Long live the queen:

Later while the rest of the camp celebrates, Mia stands outside in the treeling drinking from a large flagon of wine, she has already drunk five cups by the time she gets a visitor, she hears someone walking behind her and turns to see the new Queen Talisa Stark "Do you not wish to join the celebrations Lady Snow?" she asks

"I wanted to be alone" Mia responds refusing to look at her.

"When were you planning on returning?" Talisa asks, awkwardly taking another step towards Mia.

"When I am very, very drunk," Mia says taking another swig of wine.

Talisa hesitates before speaking "Lady Mia I know that you do not approve of your brother marrying me" she says "But there is no reason for your veiled hostility"

Mia scoffs "Beleive me," she says "There is no veil"

Talisa sighs "My lady please," she says "by law, we are now sisters, It would make me so happy if we could get to know one another"

Mia does not answer right away, instead of taking the time to pour herself another cup of wine and drinking it down before finally turning to the new queen "The problem is your grace" Mia says "I have no wish to get to know you"

Talisa just stares back at her in response, Mia lets out a small drunken laugh "I seem to have the urge to return to camp after all" she says before leaving and stumbling back towards the camp.

Aegor Drace

Across the Narrow Sea, Pentos….

Aegor marches furiously through the villa of Illyrio Mopatis, the Unsullied eyeing him cautiously as he passes, he was a man of forty years with dark black hair and a harsh look in his brown eyes, he was of Valryian decent but favored his mother a native of Myr, he had olive skin and a muscular build, at his side hung his greatest possession his Valryian steel blade called Oblivion, it was a bastard sword with a small chunk of carved dragonglass resting in the pommel, the hilt was forged to resemble dragon wings.

He arrived at the main hall waiting for him was the Magister himself, Illyrio was a morbidly obese man, with fat cheeks and pig eyes he had yellow hair and a beard he was sitting at the head of a table and writing what appeared to be a letter "I am not a dog that can be whistled for whenever you like pentoshi!" Aegor sneers.

'Apparently, you are" the Magister says without looking up at him.

Aegor clenches his fists in anger but a comforting hand rests on his shoulder Peace my friend" Griff says, his long hair was dyed blue to help hide who he truly was but his beard was still red with hairs of grey starting to take over, although he was a few years younger than Aegor he appeared ten years older with his tired eyes and haunted face.

"Why am I here Griff?" Aegor asks his oldest friend "I have my own matters to attend to"

"I am aware," Griff says "But this can not wait"

"Where is Duckfield?" Aegor asks.

"Making preparations to leave" Griff responds.

Aegor looks at his friend in confusion "Leave?" he asks,

"We are going to Westeros," Griff says.

"What? No" Aegor says "The plan is to wait for Daenerys Targaryen"

"The Princess Daenerys is in Qarth," Magister Illyrio says "Almost at the other side of the world"

"Stannis Baratheon's army was all but crushed at the battle of the Blackwater," Griff says "Robb Stark has broken his betrothal to the Freys and lost their men, he is in need of an ally….as are we"

"You want to make an alliance with The Young Wolf?" Aegor asks "The Stark's will never fight with us, not with all that has happened"

"The boy is not his grandfather," Illyrio says.

"No, he's not," Aegor says "And he's not ready for this either"

"He will have to be," Griff says "The seven kingdoms are in turmoil but if we wait for it to settle we may be waiting another eighteen years"

"We can not lose risk his exposure because of ill-thinking" Aegor says with a shake of his head.

"We won't," Griff says "You, me and Duckfield will go to Westeros alone, we talk to Robb Stark and offer him an alliance"

Aegor nods slowly "To Westeros then