"I don't like the way he watches you." Robb mumbled in my ear as he walked into the great hall behind me. Breakfast had been served already and after heated kiss Robb had made us late. Jon was sat beside Sansa chatting about irrelevant things, but he was trying to please her. When we entered Jon' eyes feel on me before looking to his brother, Robb was talking about Jon.

"He watches as a brother Robb," I muttered in reply giving him a pointed look before walking over to Catelyn and handing Eddard over. She made it her custom to hold her grandson every morning during breakfast; it gave her time with him and me time to eat. "You need to stop worry," I looked over to my husband as he sat in his chair after waiting for me to drop into mine, before leaning over to whisper softly in his ear. "The look of jealousy looks good on you Robb."

Robb became still at the sound of my voice and I could hear his breathing growing deeper with each intake of breath. I could tell he was remembering that passionate kiss from a few minutes ago and was now wondering why he had allowed me to lead us here.

"It is not jealousy Lady Stark, just concern." He admitted softly grabbing hold of my hand and running his fingers along the lines of my palm. The breath rushed from my lips as a tingling filled in my stomach causing me to lose my appetite. I wasn't hungry food now, nowhere near.

"What do you have to be concerned about Your Grace? Your brother is no concern and I see no other possibility." The words we were forming had no real meaning behind them yet they also held a large problem. Robb was still thinking about Jon's 'lust' toward me and it was his imaginative mind that made him grow concerned.

"I have this feeling within my gut Evie, something I don't like the feel of."

"Could I suggest something then?" I asked attempting to keep the smile from forming on my lips. I knew if Robb saw he would be expecting a playful answer. He gave a slight nod of the head and my smile finally made its appearance upon my lips. "It may be wise for you to reveal yourself."

Robb's head turned to face me so fast I could almost hear the click his neck made. It was his expression that had a shrill laughter escape my mouth and draw the attention of those around us. Catelyn looked pleased to hear some laughter within the castle and I could tell Sansa thought this was the signs of true love. Jon looked to be in pain and Arya looked disgusted. It was a mixture between all of them yet I could see that they enjoyed being here to hear and see it. During the recent times we had suffered through it was good to see that we could still be normal and become a family again; old and new.

"I can't believe the words that slip from that tongue of yours." Robb groaned as he waved off the looks we were receiving from his family, could he not handle being teased?

"You enjoy the words that slip off my tongue," I mumbled softly leaning in close as I whispered to him. My lips brushed his ear as I spoke and I felt the shiver that ran through Robb.

"I enjoy the words that slip off your tongue when we make love." He answered back running his fingers over my palm. I had not remembered that my hand was still in his until he did that and as his slender fingers ran over my palm goose bumps grew on my arms.

My eyes connected with his blue ones and I could see every thought running through his mind. We were thinking the same things; love, lust, frustration and anger. We had the right to feel those things and one day soon we would be able to act on them.

"Are you having one of those disgusting moments?" Arya asked interrupting the silence that had grown around the table. It seemed everyone had become interested in knowing what had brought on my laughter. They had not been able to hear our conversation and now wished to be filled in.

"Yes Arya, we are having one of those disgusting moments." Robb groaned out before capturing my lips into a quick kiss and then pulling away to finish his breakfast.

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The chambers were bursting with a warm that licked up the icy feeling inside me and I was so thankful that Robb suggested I stay in the chambers today. No matter how much I might have argued after breakfast I couldn't deny that he was telling the truth when he said it was far too cold outside for Eddard and me. I wasn't used to how cold it could get up here and Eddard couldn't tell us he was too cold unless he cried.

I glanced at the center of the bed where I had placed Eddard after he fell asleep on the way back up to the chambers; I wanted him close but I didn't want to cuddle him. I didn't want my son growing used to getting his own way before he could even speak. He was wrapped in a thick fur and I had rolled up another thick fur and placed it around him so he wouldn't move. I doubt he would move but it was always better to be safe than sorry.

As Eddard slept I continued to stitch the dire wolf onto the small shirt, hoping it would be presentable for Eddard to wear for my name-day. It wasn't much but I would like to see my son wearing his sigil as I celebrated becoming ten and seven.

A slight, hesitant knock at the door had me looking away from the grey wolf and at the dark, wood wondering who would be there.

"Come in," I called out watching as the door opened with a creak and the head and curly hair of Jon came from the hallway. As he entered a small smile appeared on my lips. It was for two reasons; the first being that I was happy to see him; the second being the look I would see on Robb's face if he was here.

He still had it in his mind that Jon liked me more than a sister. I could be possible but from the look Jon was giving me now I knew it wasn't.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I can come back?" it was more of a question than a suggestion. He seemed so unsure of himself and that had me worrying. The Jon Snow I had come to know wasn't this unsure man who looked uncomfortable in the presence of his family. He was a proud member of the Night's Watch and he had pride in protecting those South of The Wall.

"You do not disturb me, I was only stitching Jon. I have plenty of time to finish this later." I informed him placing the thread and shirt down on the bed and waved him into the room. Jon closed the door and then shuffled over to Robb's desk, taking the chair. He turned the heavy chair toward me and settled into it resting his hands on his knees. "I assume you came here to ask me something."

"How did you know?" Jon asked eye wide and he frightful look appearing in the stormy orbs. He looked like a deer that had realised it had been sort out as prey. Why he looked so frightened I had no idea, there wasn't anything he should have been afraid of. I wasn't going to hurt him and I knew Robb wouldn't hurt him either.

"You are acting rather oddly Jon; it seems you have something on your mind." I stated flicking my eyes over to Eddard as he whined in his sleep. He must have been having a bad dream, what he could be dreaming about I had no clue but it made me feel useless knowing I couldn't do anything for him. I rest my hand over his stomach rubbing my fingers softly hoping he would know I was near, maybe it would calm him.

"I do, but I'm not sure if I should talk to you about it." He mumbled running his hand through his hair, something I suppose both he and Robb must have picked up as they grew in this castle.

"It seems you wish to talk about it with me or you would not have turned up here." I muttered picking up the stitching once again waiting for him to make the next move. I couldn't force him to open up to me and speak what he wanted, but I could be here for him when he did.

The silence grew around us but I was content with the silence, I never was one for much noise. It reminded me of the times when I lived at The Twins and instead of sending time with my sisters I would rather settle down in the library in silence. I preferred to be calm and not loud like most ladies. My sisters however had been brought up in the household run by whomever our father fancied at the time. If they wanted our father's attention then they had to be loud to receive it.

"I broke my vows!" he exclaimed causing the needle to slip into my finger as I looked up at him in astonishment. Did I hear him correctly or was it my mind playing tricks on me?

"Excuse me?" I asked hoping he wouldn't repeat what I thought he said the first time. Jon's grey eyes looked up at me and I could tell from the flickering of emotions in his eyes that he had spoken the truth.

"I broke my vows, I shouldn't be telling you this, but I need to tell someone." He stressed out grabbing his hair within his hands. It was that action that showed the pain he was in. I had seen Robb do it plenty of times before.

"You can tell me Jon. I won't judge but I will listen." I muttered to him softly setting down the thread and shirt once again. I watched him carefully as I placed my finger into my mouth to stop the bleeding.

"I was giving an order to do what I had to, to make them believe I was no longer a Crow. I had to let them take me to Mance Rayder, it was the only way we could stop them before they reached The Wall." Jon raised his eyes to meet mine once again before rubbing his eyes. It was as if he was trying to stop himself from crying. "I wasn't meant to fall in love with her; I shouldn't have fallen in love with her."

"Who are you talking about Jon?" I asked curious to know who his lady was that made him break his vows.

"Her names Ygritte, she's a wildling." He answered a soft smile appearing in his lips as he spoke of her. "She has red hair like you, she's tough and really independent but I can't help but love her. I see a future with her Evie, but it's forbidden." He admitted looking down in both shame and pain. That may explain why he watched me so much. I reminded him of his girl.

"You can't help who you fall in love with Jon, nothing will change how you feel." I told him softly getting up off the bed, shooting a quick look at Eddard before kneeling down in front of him. I took his hands in mine looking up into his eyes from where I crouched. "If you love her Jon, do not leave her. The heart only finds it true soul mate one. I believe you have found yours in Ygritte."

"I believe that to but I can't be with her."

"Yes you can Jon! You are afraid to commit to her. If you were willing to break your vows for her doesn't that prove that you are willing to be with her? Don't do the stupid thing and break both your heart because you are afraid." I pleaded with him hoping he would take my words into consideration and act on the feelings and thoughts overtaking him. "Don't do anything stupid that you will later regret." Jon's eyes showed that he had taking in what I had told him, all I could wish for now was that he actually listened.

"Thank you for listening Evie. I should have never burdened you with this." He muttered weakly rising from his chair and dipping his head down to me before leaving the chambers.

"It isn't me with the burden." I whispered staring at the door I had watched Jon leave through.

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"How are you feeling?" I asked Bran as I settled Eddard down in his waiting arms and took the empty chair by his bed. Bran shrugged in reply as he placed his little finger in the palm of Eddard's hand. Eddard's fingers clashed the finger tightly turning his own little fingers white with the pressure.

"Annoyed that everyone keeps asking me the same thing." He mumbled keeping his eyes on Eddard to avoid looking at me. This was something Bran tended to do when people showed that they cared for him, I remember him doing it when we were at Riverrun. He didn't want people thinking he was weak just because he couldn't use his legs anymore.

"We ask because we care, would you wish we never asked you at all? You would then think that no one cared. You're in a win, lose situation Bran. You can have people that show they care or you could have people that don't." I told him taking hold of the cup on his nightstand and sipping at the water. I peered at him as I sipped slowly wondering what thought were running through his head.

Summer let out a low growl as someone passed the door and their shadow could be seen from the light shining into Bran's chambers. Bran gave the direwolf a look which caused him to curl up in front of the fire once again, this time keeping quiet. When Bran didn't attempt to answer me back I thought it best to continue instead of sitting in an uncomfortable silence.

"Robb should be here soon to see you; I think it would be wise for you to replace your frown before he comes. We wouldn't want him to think you are upset and then ask why." I told the boy noting the way he kept his head down and his eyes on Eddard. The only time he lifted his head was when he sent a look to Summer to silence him.

Bran decided to ignore me once again so I decided to look out the window until he thought he was ready to speak. I could see the barns from here, the new ones Robb had just had built. I could remember him telling me about the barns burning when Winterfell was set on fire by the Iron Islanders. The sky was darkening earlier than it normally would, another sign that winter was approaching. It seemed far too unreal that such a thing as winter existed. I could remember the last winter that fell on Westeros but after the nine year summer it was only a vague memory. I knew already that I wasn't prepared for this winter; it was going to be a long one from the way Maester Steel spoke about it.

"There is something that I haven't told anyone." Bran whispered surprising me as his voice broke into my thoughts. I had not expected him to answer so quickly, I had thought he would have taken longer than he had. I turned away from the window and looked down at my god-brother waiting for him to continue. "Ever since I woke up, I've been getting these pains in my legs. It feels like a tingling, I don't know if it's there or not."

"How long have you felt this?" I asked him frowning as I stared down at his legs. Could it be possible for Bran to feel his legs again?

"Since I woke up, I think it was the reason I woke up. It was more painful when I was asleep to now." He answered still keeping his eyes down. I continued to stare at his legs for a while and only looked up when I felt his eyes on me. He had a painful look in his eyes but there was also a hopeful look hidden underneath the pain. "Do you think I would be able to walk again?"

His words almost broke my heart, and I didn't know what I could say that wouldn't hurt him. If I lied and told him he would be able to walk again and then he couldn't he would hate me for it. Bu then if I told him he wouldn't be able to walk I would still be hurting him.

"I don't know Bran; I'm not the best person to ask." I muttered softly opening my mouth to say something else only to close it again when his door opened. Robb walked in with a plate of food and a surprised look upon his face.

"Tyrion is looking for you Evie." Robb told me walking over to join me on the side of Bran's bed as he set the plate down on the nightstand. Once the plate was on the side he turned and leaned down to kiss me, his hands ran through my hand before capturing my hands in his own. He tugged lightly on my fingers and I rose from the chair, our lips were still pressed in a kiss.

"Do you have to do that in my room?" Bran asked scoffing as he watched us kiss. I pulled away from the kiss, giving Robb a pointed look as I did. He knew his siblings didn't like it when he kissed me in front of them all; the only one that didn't seem to mind was Sansa; Arya disliked it; Rickon thought it was disgusting; it seemed Bran also thought it was disgusting.

"Excuse your brother Bran, he doesn't think about others." I voiced softly leaning over to take Eddard form his uncles arms. If Bran was to have his lunch I knew my son would be screaming for his soon. "It's time for Eddard's feed and as Robb said I have a Lannister looking for me." I held Eddard close to my chest as I exchanged a look between the two brothers, before settling my eyes on my husband. "Bran wishes to tell you something important Robb." I stressed letting Bran know I expected him to tell Robb about his legs. "I will be seeing you later."

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Tonight was no different from the night before, the winds had brought more snow and this time it was falling heavier than before. Robb had once again lit the fire in our chamber before I had settled Eddard down to sleep. Before he could join me in bed he had been called by Jon on the arrival of Lord Umber.

He had returned from his time at the docks and wished to speak with Robb immediately. I knew they would be discussing Lady Talisa and her sudden plans at escape. She was now a dead women yet she was still taking Robb away from me. My thoughts were once again taken from me by a knocking on the heavy wooden door.

This time it was not Jon standing behind the door but the unpleasant face of Tyrion Lannister. It had been a while since I last saw him and I didn't realize until now how much I had missed him. It hadn't been until now how long I had longed for him to be with us instead of down at the brothel with the whores. I could tell from his face that he also felt the same yet he was still displeased about something.

"Robb told me you were looking for me." I muttered opening the door wider for him to enter. I knew Robb would not mind Tyrion being in our chambers with me, but would be rather happy instead. Robb still needed to grow used to the fact that he couldn't always protect Eddard and me, there was always going to be something that could take us from him. It would be the growing winter or a sudden fever; the only thing he had to do was be there for us as the husband and father instead of a protector.

"Your husband speaks the truth; I was indeed looking for you." Tyrion said as he wandered over to Eddard's bassinet and peered down at the babe. There was a look of loving on Tyrion's face as he peered down at my son and I knew then that this was another person Eddard had wrapped around his finger.

"It seems most people have the need to tell me things today." Why people felt that they could trust me above anyone else in Winterfell had me bewildered? What was so special about me?

"I will not bother you if you have your mind filled already." Tyrion told me as he settled into the same chair Jon had sat in earlier today. Was it the chair that possessed people to spill their inner thoughts and feelings or was it just me?

"I do not mind Tyrion my only concern is Robb's return." I told him as I settled on the edge of the bed prepared for anything he would spill.

"I won't take long, I just feel the need to express something with someone with near intelligence to me." he replied twiddling his thumbs as he rested back against his chair.

"I shall take that as a compliment Tyrion." I laughed as the imp practically showed his views on most that lived in Winterfell.

"Yes well in these times many young woman like you would not be compared to an intelligent man." He teased giving me a soft smile as he spoke. It was the teasing conversation like this that made me feel like family with Tyrion.

"Tyrion you are stalling now, should we return back to what you wanted to say?" I asked running my hands in the thick fur waiting for him to tell me what was in his mind.

"You know I was order to marry Sansa by my father, and I did that. I never had the intention to marry Sansa; I already had someone in mind. Her name was Shae and she was an exotic woman, different from the normal ladies. She was like you had a temper and prefers not to be told what to do." Tyrion shook his head gently as he spoke of the woman he loved. What was it with him and Jon and their love lives? "Everything had been fine between us until my father died. I planned to move Sansa to Riverrun and Shae said she would be joining us as well after she had some errands to run. The last time I saw her was a week after my father's death. I haven't seen her or heard from her since." He whispered placing his arm on the chair and then resting his chin on his hand.

Tyrion looked so miserable it hurt me. Was that why he had spent the last week in the brothel to try and get over this Shae girl?

"What do you thinks happened to her?" I asked him softly wanting to get up and comfort him but I knew he wouldn't want that. Tyrion was just like Bran, wanting others to believe he was okay when he wasn't.

"I don't know but I've sent a raven to a friend of mine. Bronn is good at what he does and I rust him just as much as I trust you; which is a lot by the way." He added upon seeing the confused look consume my face. It was sweet that Tyrion would trust me even though we had not known each other that long. "If anyone will find Shae it will be Bronn."

"I would like to know as soon as you find out anything Tyrion. It wouldn't do if you hold all this information in that large head of yours." I teased letting him know that I was concerned for him and that I cared if he cared.

"To think you insult me with only weeks left till your name-day." Tyrion tormented giving me a pointed look before rising from the chair. "I should leave you know to sleep, please forgive me if I interrupted your sleep." He muttered placing a kiss on my head before leaving me alone in the room.

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Cool hands wrapped around my hips pulling me against their equally cool body. My eyes opened adjusting to the low light gleaming into the room by the still burning fire; it was still burning strong as if it had just been lit. I turned over and the hands lifted allowing me to do so. My eyes connected with the dim blue of my husbands.

Robb looked beyond tired and I could see the light purple bruises forming under his eyes. I raised my hand lightly tracing my fingertips under his eyes and I stared at him fondly.

"How long were you gone?" I mumbled my voice still thick with sleep. Robb shrugged gently and pulled me closer to his body, my head rested against his chest and I listed to the beating of his heart.

"Over two hours, it went longer than I thought." He replied yawn as he spoke a clear sign that he was just as tired as he spoke. "Tyrion joined us after he came here."

"Yes he spoke to me about being forced into marriage with Sansa." I told him leaving out the whole Shae and Bronn thing in case he didn't want anyone to know. "That reminds me, Jon came to visit this morning after breakfast."

"What did he want?" Robb forced out sounded slightly jealous as he spoke. Was he still in the belief that Jon had a thing for me?

"He told me he broke his vows," I started only to be interrupted as my husband sat up really fast and peered down at me with a frown on his face.

"He did what?" he almost exclaimed only keeping his voice down as he shot a look at Eddard's bassinet. I gave him a half smile as I rolled my eyes as settled my head down on the pillows again. Men could be so dense when they wanted to be and other times they could be amazing.

"He broke his vows with a red-haired woman named Ygritte. He's in love with her Robb and I remind him of her. He misses her and wants to be with her yet he can't." I informed him rolling on my side so that when he lay back down he would be facing me.

"I never thought Jon would be one to break his vows." Robb muttered in disbelief as he dropped back down on the pillow and turned to face me.

"Love can do stupid things to people; you should know that." I teased leaning up and kissing his nose before pushing him so I could rest my head on his chest again.

The beating of his heart has soothing and peaceful. It was one thing to listen to the heart of someone but another to listen to the heart of someone you love. Robb's heart was like the singing of my mother's voice; gentle and meant for me.

"I would only do stupid things for you." He declared kissing my hair as he ran one of his hands through it as if in thought.

"Did Bran tell you that important thing?" I slurred as sleep tried to overtake me once again. Becoming a new mother had finally caught up with me and now all I wanted to do was sleep before Eddard woke me.

"He did and Maester Steel looked him over." Robb murmured sounding just as tired as I felt. "It may be possible for him to walk again if he has the patients to learn." I smiled at the words thankful that something seemed to be looking up for Bran.

"Bran needs something like that; the gods are watching over him Robb."