I could hear the rumbling of heavy footsteps as they rushed to my room. All I could think about was the man lying dead in front of me, his blood seeping from his wounds and covering my dress. This man had been sent to kill my son; my family. If he had succeeded in doing his job I know I would have followed shortly. What was the point in Cersei ending just my son's life? Surely she would have killed Robb and me as well, that way it would stop future heirs. I knew one thing now that I would never change my mind on. If I could ever lay my hands on Cersei Lannister I would kill her without a second thought. The soft touch of fur against my cheek brought me out of my thoughts and onto Greywind as he settled down next to me, Robb will be here soon and I wouldn't be alone then. The footsteps became louder and then quit and were replaced by several ragged breaths.
"Evie," Robb whispered from the door before rushing in and reaching my side. I could see him from the corner of my eye and as he reached me I couldn't help but flinch away from his touch. I could see the pain and hurt flash across his face before he turned his attention from me and to our son. "Is Eddard hurt? Are you hurt?" He asked rushing his words out as he placed his hands on the bundle Eddard was wrapped in ignoring the shudder that passed through me. It wasn't him that made me shudder but the thought of the man lying dead a few feet away and knowing I was the one that killed him.
"No," I whispered looking away from Eddard's face and up into the eyes of my husband. His eyes were different from the man that tried to kill me, his eyes were beautiful. He slowly brought his fingers up to press against my cheek touching the drying blood left by Greywind's nose, he was afraid something had happened to me. I gave him a small smile before dropping my gaze back down the Eddard who had been looking up at his father as soon as his voice was heard. He was still silent and that made me fear for him even more; had the fall done damage to him.
"Evie, who was that man?" Robb asked bringing his hands down from my face and sliding them under Eddard's body ready to remove the babe from my arms. I could tell from his face that he wished to hold his son just to be sure he was fine.
"Cersei sent him. She wishes to end the Stark line." I told him allowing my hold on Eddard to loosen so Robb could cradle him against his chest. I felt empty without the weight of my son in my arms and edged closer to Robb for the comfort I seeked.
"Are there more men?" Came the voice of Catelyn Stark as she stepped closer into the room grabbing hold of my attention. My eyes left those of my sons and flew to my good-mother taking in the concern she now held within her dim blue eyes. She was worried for her younger kin, those four children that shouldn't have to protect themselves.
"I do not know. I am only aware of this intruder." I mumbled giving an apologetic smile to her before she rushed out to find her other blood. Jon Snow also stood in the doorway his sword resting against his hip as his eyes rested on the dead man not far from where his brother rested. His eyes lifted up and met mine as if he knew I was watching him and they flicked around my face before dropping to the arm I had cradled against my chest. I had not known I had done so until his eyes settled on it.
"You are bleeding." His words came out softly and sounded alarmed which brought Robb's attention to me. His eyes also dropped to my arm and he took a sharp intake of breath as his hand revealed the large gash against my left arm, a pain I hadn't felt.
"Jon, lift Eddard's basinet." Robb instructed his brother as he got to his knees keeping Eddard close to his chest as he did so before placing a hand and my arm and helping me to my feet. While he did this Jon had rushed past the dead man and lifted the wooden cradle to its upright position. Robb turn to Jon handing Eddard over to his brother with clear intentions that he wanted his son placed in his bed. "Remove the body Jon and then send Samwell in the see to Evie." Robb lightly ordered his brother clasping his shoulder in a grateful grasp that allowed Jon to know just how much it meant to his brother that he was here.
I avoided eye contact with Robb when I felt his gaze on me and instead focused on Jon as he lifted the dead body with ease and removed it from our chambers; a trail of crimson blood was the only reminder of what had happened. That and the bleeding cut on my arm. Robb's fingers ran over my arm like butterfly wings and if I wasn't watching I wouldn't have known he was touching me.
"I'm thinking about sowing Gendry to you." He mumbled as he gripped the material of the sleeve in his hands and ripped it up to my elbow allowing the lower half of my arm to be seen. A small smile appeared on my lips at his words and I lifted my green eyes to meet with his.
"You would not be saying that in five weeks when we can be productive in love making." I teased feeling him tense at my words. That was one thing Robb had been struggling with since I had Eddard; not being able to touch me intimately for six weeks.
"Maybe I shall have to lock you away from the world where only I shall be able to find you. I can't risk losing you or Eddard. Not now, not ever." He replied touching his lips against mine gently as he brought his fingers against my cheeks. I leant into the kiss happy to be receiving a romantic gesture from my husband and I was wishing for the kiss to deepen but it was cut short from a high pitched cry from our son; his first cry since the attack.
Robb was on his feet before I had even thought about getting to my own and had already reached Eddard. I watched as Robb picked up his son and gentle cradled him against his chest trying to stop his cries but it was wasted as Eddard's cries only grew louder. I shifted into the centre of the bed getting comfortable before calling out to Robb.
"Pass him here, he might be hungry again." I whispered reaching my arms out for my small son as my husband turned to place him in my awaiting arms. I could tell from Robb's face that he was disappointed at not being able to calm his son's cries. "You should give it time Robb, he is only six days old; he still relies on me to do everything for him." I told him grabbing hold of his hand as he made to leave my side. As soon as Eddard settled in my arms his crying ceased and he snuggled into the warmth I was giving off.
"I think he may have just wanted you to hold him." Robb mumbled sitting down on the bed next to me as he lifted one of his hands and ran it through the small tuft of hair Eddard had upon his head. I looked down at Eddard's face trying to see if there was any damage from his previous fall but couldn't glimpse and bruise or mark. I sighed as I leaned into Robb's side, resting my head on his shoulder before turning my face into his neck.
"I want him to be looked over; I can't see any damage but that fall could have hurt him." I mentioned to Robb as I shifted closer to his body gentle moving Eddard as I did so. I felt rather than saw Robb's arms wrap around me before he pulled us down into a lying position, my head resting on his chest.
"I'm sure Samwell wouldn't mind looking him over when he comes to check on your arm." Robb slurred wrapping his arms tighter around me as his breathing relaxed. My eyes dropped as his breathing relaxed beneath me and I didn't realised how tired I was until I felt comfortable and safe in his arms. Maybe we could have a quick nap before Samwell turned up, it would be a much needed nap I thought as I buried my head into Robb's chest and turned Eddard in my arms so he was also settled on his father chest but still close to my own.