Later that night Robb had taken me back to his tent although I protested. It wasn't right for me to be there considering we weren't yet married and it wasn't ladylike to spend the night with a man that wasn't your husband. I followed those rules like a guideline; when my mother was alive she always told me that my body was for only my husband and no one else.

"Robb I'm not supposed to be here." I muttered to him as he led me to the bed pushing me into the middle of it before going and bringing his desk chair to sit on.

"I only want to talk; you still have to explain your dream." He explained setting himself in the chair and resting his feet up on the bed.

"My dream?" I asked, allowing the confusion to show. How did he know I had been dreaming?

"Yes you screamed while you were sleeping. You had a fever so my mother explained that it was possible that you were dreaming; effects from the fever." he explained, straightening in his chair as he spoke making his words seem very serious. I gently nodded my head in understanding and gently folded my hands in my lap.

"It was many dreams in one. They changed a lot; showing me different things." I started quickly flashing my eyes up to him before looking back down to my hands. "At first I was surrounded by darkness, I could hear cheering and feel people pushing me but I couldn't get my eyes open. It was my mother's voice that allowed me to see. It was then I knew I was dreaming because my mother is dead and dead people can't speak. She told me everything was going to be okay so I opened my eyes." I could feel the tears building up and looked at him, allowing him to see them as well. "I wish I never opened my eyes Robb, if I could go back I wouldn't have opened my eyes.

"There was a man on his knees, the young King Joffery had ordered his death. Robb was deemed a traitor and as I looked upon the man I thought he was very familiar, like I had seen him before. I was being pushed closer and things were getting louder, then suddenly the axe was brought down and the man's head came rolling to a stop in front of me." I was still looking at Robb knowing that my tears had made tracks down my face and dropped onto my white nightdress, damping it. I connected my eyes with his startling blue one seeing a flicker of pain in his eyes as my explanation grew. "It was your father Robb; they deemed him a traitor and chopped off his head." At the mention of my last words Robb was off his chair and had brought me into his arms as he rested against the pillows.

"I know Evie, I know." He whispered, pulling me so I was resting my head against his chest as his hand dragged through my hair.

"You know?" I muffled against his chest, not bothering to pull away to speak. I heard his deep sigh and the pounding of his heart as he brought me closer.

"There was a raven the day before last. My father had been beheaded before I could receive him and claim his territory was not real. That was the point of starting this war in the first place, to free my father and take my sisters back, but now I have different reasons to fight. My sisters are still in King's Landing and I plan to bring them back to the North as well as my father's body." He mumbled resting his head against my hair as he spoke so some of his words were muffled.

"I'm so sorry Robb; I never thought it would have been real. I thought it was just a dream." I cried pulling away to look at his face, which had traces of tears on his cheeks.

"You have nothing to apologize for; you didn't order my father to be killed." He stated cupping my face in his hands before dropping a gentle kiss upon my lips. I sighed before pulling away and resting my head against his.

"Did I miss anything else?" I asked, closing my eyes and playing with the curls of his hair at the base of his neck.

"I was named King of the north last night." He slowly whispered as if he didn't want to release this information. King of the North, King of the North, Robb had been named King? I pulled away from him too fast and ended up pulling out of his arms and landed as a heap on the floor. "Evie?"

"King? King? Robb you've been King since last night and have been allowing me to call you Robb? I'm sorry, your Grace." I rushed out scrambling into a kneeling position before bowing my head down to him.

"You don't have to bow to me Evie. You are my betrothed and you don't need to call me 'your Grace' just call me Robb." He announced and I heard him climb off the bed and soon felt him in front of me. "You're to be my wife Evie and I want you to call me Robb." He had once again cupped my face within his hands and looked as sincere as he spoke.

"You still want to marry me now that you're King? I mean you could have any woman within the North, you don't have to stick to me because of so stupid bridge." I blurted, still kneeling in front of him, but he was also kneeling down with me.

"I'm sticking to my promise to your father Evie, I'm going to marry you and you will become my Queen." He assured me as he gently ran his hand down my cheek.

"Okay then you must have what you want, but I understand if you change your mind." I stammered noting the shakiness within my voice.

"I want you to stay, no one else, just you." Robb replied, placing a kiss upon my forehead.

"I am to be your wife, now and always. My heart is yours, in victory or defeat, from this day until my last day.

I will care for you, bear your sons, and bring an heir to your line. I will be your Queen, your Grace, if you will have me." I pledged looking into his sea eyes waiting for his reply although he already said he wanted me.

"You didn't need to pledge yourself to me; I already wanted you before I was named king." He declared gently bringing his lips to mine. I closed my eyes and leaned into the kiss with a small sigh.

"You did?" I whispered as I pulled with a reluctant murmur, I liked being within his arms and I really enjoyed it when he kissed me.

"You're grown on me Evie Frey." He claimed as he brought his arms around me and pulled me up and on the bed where he cradled me in his arms and wrapped us in the fur blankets.

"I shouldn't stay here tonight Robb." I sighed, closing my eyes as my head rested against his chest and listened to his heart beating.

"Just tonight Evie, just tonight." He mumbled bringing me closer to him under the furs.