Over the last week Bran's impatience had been growing very thin. He had wanted to be up and walking by now but Maester Steel along with Samwell both decided it was best if they started Bran out with small leg stretches before he thought about attempting to walk again. It had been a near year the last time Bran had managed to walk and if they rushed into things then it would have consequences.

Along with Bran's thin patience came the thickening silence within Robb's study. There were only five of us but there was no words coming out of any of our mouths. Robb sat behind his desk, elbows upon the dark wood as he stared at his brother intently. Jon was sat on the opposite side of the desk; his arms perched on either side of the chair arms as he also stared intently at his brother. Catelyn was holding Eddard in her embrace as she sat in a chair beside Robb off to the right close to the door, not paying any attention to the men in the room as her eyes looked down at her sleeping grandson. I on the other hand was stood by the burning fire ignoring both men as I watched the flames flicker.

They were remarkably beautiful and something inside me wanted to reach out and touch them. Just as my fingers entered the stone opening of the fire and the flickering flames dared to lick my fingers Robb spoke.

"You broke your vows?" Robb's voice was not demanding or angry it was just inquisitive and full of wonder. He wished to know the true reason behind Jon's broken vows not believing what I told him was the truth. Jon's eyes flicked up at me as I turned to face them and I could see the betrayal in his eyes.

"You told him?" he asked sounding just as hurt and upset as he looked. I gave him a soft smile as I walked to Robb's chair and perched on the desk beside him keeping my eyes off Jon. I couldn't bear to look at him as he stared at me with his hurtful grey eyes.

"I tend to tell my husband most things Jon." I mumbled to him fixing my eyes on a tapestry of the five Stark children when they were younger. They looked the same yet different at the same time. I thought it a shame that Jon was not on the tapestry with them; I'm sure it was Catelyn's doing when she wasn't as fond of Jon then. At my words I caught Catelyn's head look up away from Eddard, a smile gracing her lips in amusement.

"Most things?" Robb questioned turning his head towards me as the words came from my mouth. "What happen to everything?" I stood with a smile and peered at Jon before leaning down and placing a kiss upon Robb's raised head.

"A wife has many powers Robb; one is to please her husband; the other is to keep information from him." Catelyn told her oldest trying to keep in the laugh that escaped her lips at the look Robb held. He looked upset and almost determined to find out everything I was holding against him. As Robb gave his mother a look that would frighten most of his men I decided to intervene.

"Was I meant to tell you I thought Jon was stunning to the eye?" I asked him feeling the smile grow as Robb glared at me and turned to do the same to Jon. "Do not worry Robb, I only tease you." I added rolling my eyes as I turned back to Jon capturing the smile on his face. "Jon you have nothing to worry about. Robb isn't going to kill you over the matters of your heart; he has something rather important to tell you instead."

"He isn't?" Jon softly spoke referring to the death he wasn't going to receive. I shook my head slightly before leaning against the back of Robb's chair looking down at my husband as he sat straighter in his seat as he looked at his bastard brother.

"No I am not, it's rather different actually." Robb mumbled picking up a piece of parchment and handing it over to his brother with a small smile across his lips. Jon took the parchment and peered down at the words before looking back up at his brother in shock. "Read it out loud Jon." He ordered softly giving him a nod in encouragement. Jon looked down at the parchment once again before clearing his throat and reading the words written.

"I Robb Stark, King of the North and Lord of Winterfell,

Take rule of the council and give my order to rename Jon Snow and legitimize him to his birthright. In place of his bastard name will be his house name. Here from Jon Snow, sworn protector of The Night's Watch and defender of The Wall will become Jon Stark, second born son of the late Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and first brother of Robb Stark, King of the North and Lord of Winterfell.

Signed King of the North, Robb Stark." Jon muttered losing his confidence as he read through the letter. His face looked astonished and full of disbelief but he also looked please and happy at the thought as well. Jon looked up from the parchment and locked eyes with his brother. "You mean this?" he asked the hopefulness in his voice. Receiving a slight nod from Robb, Jon turned his eyes to Catelyn looking at her intently as she meet his gaze. "And you don't disagree?" he asked her frowning as he tried to figure out his brother's mother's thoughts.

"It's about time I forget the past Jon and welcome you to the family. Although I can never fully forgive Ned for betraying me I should have never taken it out on you when you were a defenseless child." She sighed staring deeply into Jon's eyes as she spoke. The look held within them was strong and painful. "I should have acted like the mother you never had, I should have pushed aside my feelings of betrayal and accepted you into the family. Everyone else treated you like a Stark, I should have been able to as well. So yes Robb has my acceptance to make you a Stark." She told him filling the room with her honest words as she looked over to the bastard child she spent shunning and hating as he grew.

"How does this work?" Jon asked after a while as he turned to his brother and looked at him with interest. Robb lent his hand over to take the parchment back from his brother and looked down at the word written there in his own hand.

"First I make a council, and then they all sign this and you become Jon Stark of Winterfell, protector of The Night's Watch." Robb muttered placing the parchment on his desk before looking back up at his brother and then glancing at his mother. "Leave now and find Bran before he drives Maester Steel crazy."

Jon stood dipping his head down in respect before walking over to Catelyn and waiting for her to stand. Jon the lead her to the door and opened it in a polite manner, waiting for her to leave before he followed. The silence that followed was filled with the crackling of the fire as it burnt the logs to provide the chamber with heat.

"Who do you plan on having on your council?" I asked him stepping from behind his chair and resting by his side at the desk. My hip rested against the cool wood of the desk as I peered down at my husband through my lashes. Robb's hands came out and pulled me down onto his lap, his hands still resting on my hip as he gazed into my eyes with his blue orbs. He looked thoughtful as he removed one hand and captured my hand as I rested them on his chest, brining my fingers up to his lips in a light kiss.

"I don't actually know, I just thought making a council would be a good idea." He sighed deeply as he rested his head against my shoulder as his other hand caressed my back as he thought. I lifted my hands up and ran them through his hair as I planted a kiss on his forehead.

"I might suggest putting yourself on the council along with your mother, may be Lord Umber and Maester Steel." I suggested pulling his face up off my shoulder and gave him a smile as he looked up at me. "It's a good idea Robb, I am proud of you." Robb's smile was bright as it appeared on his face and he looked like a child receiving their favourite treat as his face consumed his lips.

"Would you not put yourself on the council as well?" he asked running his fingertips across my cheeks as he connected his eyes with mine.

"Would you want me on the council?" I replied dropping my hands down to rest on his shoulders. The look we shared was intense and full of wonder, I wanted to kiss him yet I wanted him to be the one to place his lips upon mine.

"I would consider you a valuable asset to the North, so yes I would want you on my council." He whispered before closing the gap between us and pressing his lips firmly to mine. Our kisses were the same yet the passion was still there, our love was still there. As Robb's tongue traced my lips I pulled away, lightly kissing his nose.

"I think we should write down your council before we forget about it." I told him lifting myself up as I turned to face the desk before dropping back into his lap. I grabbed a clean sheet of parchment and the ink pot before looking over my shoulder at my husband, giving him a soft smile as my fingers wrapped around a quill. I dipped the quill in the ink as I turned to face the desk and placed the ink on the parchment.

The Northern Council –

King Robb Stark,

Queen Eibhleann Stark,

Lady Catelyn Stark,

Lord Jon 'Greatjon' Umber,

Maester Craygon Steel,

Lord Tyrion Lannister,

Gendry Waters

"Why did you add Gendry?" Robb mumbled into my neck as he watched as I wrote down the list of council members. I turned slightly so I could see him from the corner of my eye before rolling my eyes and dropping the quill on the desk.

"Do you really have to question me about Gendry?" I asked him leaning back against his chest letting his lips mark my neck as he wrapped his hands around my waist and capture my breasts in a light squeeze. Robb's moan as he squeezed my breasts spread tingles through my stomach where they settled in a pool of heat. "Gendry is a true man, the real son to Robert Baratheon; he has every right to be on your council Robb." I told him stopping his hands as I spoke, wanting him to hear every word I had to say before he could please himself.

"I know it was a stupid question." He muttered pushing my hands away as he rested them back onto my breasts and squeezed until he was once again enjoying himself. I gave into his hands as they massaged my skin softly and brought not only a slight pain but please as well.

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The hallway was too quiet and it reminded me of this morning when we were in Robb's study telling Jon about legitimizing him. This time I was walking with Gendry, Eddard in my arms as we walked to Sansa's chamber. I had giving her my trust to look after little Eddard as Robb held his first council meeting; I didn't want Eddard to be there in case an argument broke out.

"Are you going to ignore me every time I ask you why I was put on the council?" Gendry asked once again looking at me as we twisted through the hallway until stopping outside Sansa's door. I gave him a soft smile before pushing through the opened door as Sansa looked out with a smile.

"Arya is staying with me to watch him as well and I asked Osha to stay with us." Sansa muttered as I handed the month old Eddard to her without hesitation. I smiled at her words and gave a little shake of my head. She knew I trusted her with Eddard or I would have never asked her to watch him. "I know you trust me," it's like she read my thoughts, "but I didn't want anything to happen and not have someone here with us." She told me walking into the room and sitting down on the bed as she stared down at her nephew.

"Hello Gendry," a soft voice muttered walking over to sit next to Sansa on the bed as well. Arya had been polite to Gendry which made me frown as I turned to face the man to see that he had dipped his head down at her in reply. "I heard you are on Robb's council."

"You heard correctly," he muttered back at her before facing me and giving me a look. "We should be leaving for the meeting." I nodded in reply before going over to Eddard and placing a kissing on his forehead and then doing the same to Sansa.

"I will be back shortly Sansa," I told my god-sister before flicking my eyes to Arya and giving her a warning look. "Behave Arya and don't annoy Sansa or Osha." Arya rolled her eyes before giving me a pleasant smile and flopping down on the bed.

I left the door open as we left and made our way back down the hallway to Robb's study where I knew everyone else was waiting. Gendry kept glancing over at me and I was growing irritable with his looks. I turned my head to face him giving him a look that told him I wasn't happy with the way he kept glancing at me.

"Will you tell me now?" he asked referring back to the council, he really did want to know why he was placed on the council.

"You deserve to be on the council Gendry; you have sworn yourself to this family. You have done great things to protect us, to protect me and Eddard and Arya as well." I mumbled slowing down as we drew closer to Robb's study. "Don't question why we chose you Gendry."

"I never really thanked you Evie, for giving me a family." He suddenly voiced out stopping me by grabbing my hand gently before I could open the door to Robb's study.

"You have no need to thank me Gendry, you belong here with us." I replied telling him my honest thoughts before releasing his hand and entering the chamber with waiting people.

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I was woken by light kisses pressing onto my neck like the brush of a feather. A small smiled graced my lips as I turned my face into the pillow to try and settled back into a deep sleep, but the hands wrapping around my waist were not thinking the same thing.

"I know you aren't sleeping." Robb's husky voiced mumbled into my ear deep with the sleep he had just woken from.

"Leave me be then." I whispered to him turning as I spoke to rest my head against his chest. His fingers came up to run through my curls and he then ran his fingers down my neck, to my shoulder and then down my arm to capture my fingers in his.

"My wife should wake and prepare for her name-day." He murmured against my fingers as he brought them into a kiss. I could feel the smile he presented me with as it spread across his face and my fingers. This was an important day for him; this was the first name-day we would share together. It only just came to my attention but there was only a few months between our name-days, mine being before his in the year but he was older by two full years.

"What have you planned?" I asked as I pulled myself up so I could rest over him. His hair was mussed by running his fingers through it and his eyes were glowing from rest. To me he looked completely seductive and beautiful, but I would never tell him that; it would not do for his head to grow.

"It would not be a surprise if I told you," Robb teased grabbing hold of my hips and pulling me closer to his body. I gasped in surprise as I felt his excitement against my lower belly and stared up at him with wide eyes. "I know we can't do that but can't I just be happy?" he asked as he pulled my hips tighter against his. I closed my eyes as I rested my head against his chest before bringing my hands up to push myself into a sitting position.

"Of course you can be happy," I mumbled resting my knees on either side of his hips as I rested my hands on his chest and gave him a sweet smile. Robb's hand still rested on my hips and he pulled me forward slightly so I could lean down and kiss him. As he moved me forward a groan released through his lips in a hiss and he sent me a small glare as if blaming me for his discomfort. "I'm sorry," I muttered before leaning down to press my lips to his.

As our kisses grew Robb's hands moved my hips in a circular motion over his body, letting out groans as my hips pressed against his member. A small giggle erupted from my mouth as he hissed out in pain once again and I pulled away to look down at him.

"What?" he grunted trying to pull me back down for a kiss as his hands slid up from my hips and rested on my wrists. I shook my head and pulled my arms out of his grip and lifted them above my head so he wouldn't be able out grab them again.

"Why are you putting yourself through the pain?" I asked staring at him intently as I tried to figure him out. He smiled up at me as he also pulled himself up into a sitting position and pressed his lips to mine.

"You are worth the pain." He whispered grabbing hold of my hands and resting them around his neck as his tongue slipped into my mouth.

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I watched as Selia brought out the dress and showed me the delicate stitching and designs she had created this time. The dress was beautiful and as soon as she took it out she had informed me that Robb had her design it especially for me for today.

It was designed in my favourite colour and the green was a similar colour to my eyes. I also knew it was his favourite colour when it was on me. The dress was made up of two different green materials; a light green that reminded me of the pears that grow around Winterfell and a dark green that was like emeralds. It was a beautiful dress yet I could not understand why Robb had it made.

I knew I was a Queen now but did that mean we would have to change the way I dressed? I liked the old style of the dress the pear green material was the undercoat and first layer of the dress and then the darker emerald green went over the top of the undercoat. The top layer didn't cover the undercoat fully as the lighter green was still seen down the middle of the dress as it flowed down the side of the breasts, dipped in towards the waist and then flew out again into a 'v' as it reached the floor. There was a mini corset tie just under the breasts to make the waist look slim, but it was only there for show and didn't hold the dress together. The main corset at the back which was thread with the same dark green string as the front corset was thick and strong, able to hold the dress together once on a body. The arms of the dress were tight around the shoulders but as they flew down the arm they winged out into wide hanging sleeves that would cover my arms and hands completely.

The most amazing thing about the dress that had me completely in love with the dress was the elegant direwolf stitched into the material above the mini corset on the breast. The dark grey thread stood out greatly against the pear green and it took my breath away every time my eyes settled on it. I could also see light stitching over the undercoat of the dress in the same emerald colour of the top layer of the dress. The stitching was of random swirls with leaves coming off them and it was then that I realised they were vines making their way down to the delicate flower on the bottom of dress on the left side. The flower was a beautiful and delicate rose and it was then that I thought of my mother.

Had Robb asked for this dress as a personal design? If he did then it was very carefully thought out and it showed that he put a lot of thought into this dress because there was a lot of detail that stood out to me. My heart fluttered at the thought of my husband asking for this personal design to be made just for me. I turned to face the two girls on my bed and crossed my arms against my chest as I glared at them both.

"What has Robb planned?" I asked my two god-sisters as they watched from my bed large smiles on their faces as they tried to hide away from my small glare. I watched them this time as they both gazed at the dress, Sansa looking more fascinated.

"We can't tell you Evie." Arya muttered getting up off the bed and going to the chair that her mother was sat in. I turned so I could follow Arya with my eyes and settled my gaze on Catelyn, Eddard resting in a half sitting, half lying position in her arms. His blue eyes were open and he was watching my through them with curiosity. I turned to face Sansa as she got up off the bed and went to the dress running her fingers over the material lightly as she gazed at it as if it was a pretty jewel.

"I'll give you anything if you tell me," I begged hoping Sansa would fall for it and actually consider telling me what her brother had planned. Sansa turned her eyes to me carefully taking in the words I had said before settling them over my shoulder. I heard Arya gasp behind me as well and it sounded like she wanted to answer as well. "I mean anything." I added hoping it would help her answer me.

"Robb's throwing you a party!" Arya exclaimed startling me as I expected Sansa to answer. I tilted my head to look back at her and noticed the wide-eyed look that had appeared on Eddard's face at her call. Sansa looked frustrated that Arya had answered before her and settled her hands on her hips as she glared at her little sister.

"It's not a party Arya! It's a feast to celebrate the name-day. There is a difference, and this feast is special." Sansa told her rolling her eyes as she gave Arya a pointed look.

"He's throwing me a feast?" I asked not liking the sound of it. I had no problem with him throwing the feast but that would mean a lot of people would be here and I wasn't too keen on Eddard being around them while he was still young.

"He wanted this to be special as it's the first name-day you spend together." Catelyn told me as I kept my gaze on my son as the thoughts flew through my mind. Did I look that upset over it that Catelyn had to explain his reasons behind the feast?

"I'm not upset Catelyn, just worried about Eddard's safety." I mumbled reaching out to take my son from her just to ease the thought. "With that many people there how can I not worry?" I asked looking up to meet her gaze. Catelyn nodded as she stood from the chair, walked over to me and rested her hand against my cheek as I held Eddard to my chest.

"I will speak to Robb and make sure he has the castle protected to ensure Eddard's safety." She muttered before kissing my forehead and leaving the room.

"You know you still owe Sansa and me something for telling you about the feast." Arya muttered as she dropped into the chair her mother just left. I gave her a look before looking over to Sansa watching as she nodded in agreement with Arya. Something they would agree on is this.

"Okay, what do you want?" I asked turning back to face Arya as I waited for her to ask me something stupid. I knew she didn't want to be a Lady and it might be possible if she would ask me to make her a normal girl and not a Lady any longer.

"I want you to make Robb give me sword fighting lessons." She muttered hanging her feet over the arm of the chair and dropping her head over the other side.

"Don't sit like that Arya," I told her as I thought over what she asked. Was it in her best interest to be learning to fight? I looked down at her as she slumped back into the chair, her legs no longer dangling over the arm and I could tell she looked upset. "Sword fighting lessons?" I asked her tilting my head to the side as I took in the way her eyes lightened up at my words.

"Yes, I would do anything to be able to practice." She begged giving me a wide-eyed look trying to get me to say yes.

"And you are sure this is what you want? Just sword fighting lessons, you don't want to be trained in all combat?" I asked her again because I wanted her to get the best practice in if it would protect her from what was out there.

"All combat?" Arya asked furrowing her brows. She looked confused as to what I was talking about and I sighed as I looked down at her.

"Arya if you leave this room in ten seconds I will get Robb to find someone that will train you in sword fighting, archery and hand-on-hand fighting." I told her hoping she would just hurry and leave the chamber so I could have the bath that I knew was waiting for me in the enjoining room. Arya left in a rush and as her body passed me it reminded me of the way Greywind would flash passed as he hunted his prey. I could still fell Sansa behind me so I slowly turned to face her and gave a soft sigh. "And what do you wish for?" Sansa gave me a soft smile as she dipped her head toward Eddard.

"I only wish to have him for the night Evie," she muttered gesturing once again to Eddard as he cooed away in my arms. "It will give you a chance to have fun and I will make sure Osha stays with me the whole night. If mother convinces Robb to secure the castle then you have nothing to worry about. Just let go of all the worry and let yourself have fun tonight." She muttered giving me a smile as she headed toward the door only stopping to turn back. "I will be here before Robb escorts you to the great hall."

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The warm water lapped around and hit the edge of the wooden tub as Eddard splashed his hands against the water. For a babe of five weeks he was already fond of water and enjoyed his bath time and I could tell that if he was a little bigger and able to sit up by himself he would have half the water out of the tub and on the floor.

I enjoyed bath time with Eddard as it made me feel closer to him as we were both skin to skin and the connection between us was an incredible feeling. I felt as if I knew what he wanted when we were this close and it was as if he could read my emotions as we sat in the tub.

I had my back lent against the wooden edge of the tub and my legs brought up so I could rest Eddard's small body on my legs to support his body. My hands were resting on either side of him in case he slipped and fell into the water.

His blue eyes lit up every time his small clenched hand slipped into the water and made a little splash sound. It brought a smile to my lips as he watched his hand fall into the water and then pick it up again to do the same thing.

"If there was room I would join you as well." Robb mumbled making his presence known as he crouched down beside the tub and dipped his hand into the water to grab hold of Eddard's hand. I gave him a smile and then shook my head at his words.

"Of course you would," I muttered rolling my eyes at his words before looking over at the fur I had left on the side to wrap Eddard in after we had finished our bath. "Grab that fur and lift your son out of this bath." I added nodding toward the fur and lifting Eddard gently, making sure I had a hand behind his neck as I lifted him into Robb's waiting arms.

As Robb took Eddard from me he also handed me the thin cloth that I had also brought in to dry myself off. I wrapped the cloth around me and followed him out of the enjoining washroom and settled on the bed where Robb had placed Eddard.

"What is he wearing?" Robb asked looking around the room as he picked up the cloth that we wrapped around Eddard to protect his clothes when he went to the toilet. Catelyn said that they have been using them for years to protect the clothes of children until they can control their toilet needs.

I held the cloth to me with one hand as I went over to Eddard's chest and pulled out the white shirt I had stitched and then cross-stitched the grey direwolf onto the front. I clutched the shirt to my chest before turning back to my husband and son only to stop as I looked at them. Robb was kneeling down on the floor over Eddard and he had captured Eddard's little hand within his fingers and was gently kissing the tips of his fingers as if he would break. It was one of the sweetest things I had ever seen Robb do and it brought a smile upon my face and made my heart flutter like a birds wings.

"I had this ready for him today, it was just something I wanted him to wear on my name-day." I muttered walking over to him and placing the shirt into his held out hand. Robb took the shirt and stared down at it, a small smile gracing his lips as he looked over the shirt. His eyes looked up from Eddard and fell on mine and I could already tell what he was going to say.

"Is this the shirt you stitched?" he inquired that knowing smile already on his lips as he turned his head back to Eddard and lifted him up so he could dry his back with the fur before slipping the shirt over his head. I rolled my eyes as I patted myself with the cloth thankful that Robb had lit a fire in the chamber as it helped me dry faster. I saw Robb turn his head toward me and I smiled a smirk as I dropped the cloth and reached out for the dress, running my hands against the soft, delicate material.

Robb's groan was heard although he tried to keep it concealed from the look he had on his face, which I took the time to look at as I turned my head slightly over my shoulder. I raised my eyebrows at him as I walked behind the dress to undo the laces, peeking over at him as he rose from the floor and picked up Eddard. Robb slowly walked across the room to Eddard's bassinet, not taking his eyes off me as he did so and carefully settled our sleepy son into his bed. Once Eddard was settled against the furs Robb was making his way to me and his hands were soon running over my bare back.

His touch was cool but it soon warmed up as he pressed his chest against my back, wrapping his hands over my hips. I sighed at the feel of his hands on my skin, but soon placed my hands over his and pulled them away. If I didn't put my dress on now then we wouldn't be making it to this feast.

"Help me," I whispered reaching over to lift the dress. I held the dress in my hand for a few seconds before Robb's hand pulled it away and lifted it up waiting for me to lift my arms. As I lifted them up Robb slipped the dress over my arms and then my head. His hands ran down my bare skin as he brought the dress over my body and when it meet resistance Robb stopped pulling the dress over me and started pulling the laces at the corset. When Robb settled his hands on my hips once again I knew he had finished with the laces and I pulled away from him and reached into my chest as it sat opened presenting my clothes. I pulled out a pair of cream stockings and pulled them on under my dress before flashing a look up at my husband. "I never put a slip on."

"Less clothes for me to take off later than." He teased placing his hands on my waist and pulling my flush against his chest. One hand went to my hair running through the loose curls and lifted my head, placing his lips against mine in a passionate kiss. I pulled away after a few moments and looked up at my husband with honest eyes.

"You didn't have to throw me a feast Robb; I would have been fine with just the dress." I told him caressing his face with my hand wishing he didn't have to be this sweet because it was almost a bitter thought to think some men would never be as perfect as him. If I had married any other man I probably wouldn't be as lucky in my marriage as I was with Robb.

"I wish to do this for you Evie. As a Queen you deserve something like this but as my wife you deserve the best." He told me placing his hand over mine and looking into my eyes intently. His words were far too sweet for a man known to cut the throats of his enemies.

"I find your words sweet Robb but you should not let anyone hear them outside of our chamber. I do not wish for our enemies to find you have grown weak at our union and may no longer be that man to kill his enemies with a slit of the throat." I expressed caressing his cheek once again under his strong hand. I only hoped he could see the truth in my eyes as I spoke the words. I wasn't simply saying it to please him but because I didn't want him to be undermined and killed.

"I won't let any man hurt us Evie, I promise you that." he promised bringing both hands up against my cheeks pressing his lips to my forehead. He was trying to calm me yet I did not think it would be possible if someone made an attempt on Robb's life. "I have not forgotten how to slit a man's throat Evie, I still have that." his words brought a smile to my lips and I leant my head against his chest as he wrapped me closer to him in his arms and closed my eyes.

We stayed like that for a while until there was a slight knock at the door and Sansa entered wearing a beautiful and elegant gown that showed her Tully eyes and red hair. She looked beautiful and with the way her eyes were roaming over me as I stepped away from Robb I could tell she thought the same.

"I have come to take Eddard to the feast, Osha is waiting outside." She muttered adding the last part as Robb snapped his eyes to her in a glare. It was sweet of her to calm her brother's nerves before taking his son away from him into a hall full of people we didn't know we could trust completely. I nodded slightly at Sansa and she rushed over to the bassinet, picking up her nephew and giving us both a smile before exiting the room in a rush, careful not to trip.

"She seemed eager to leave," I muttered more to myself than Robb as I walked over to the bed and settled down on the furs as I picked up my boots. I could see Robb moving over to me as I laced my boots and as I looked up at him he was crouched down in front of me with a small wooden box in his hands. "Another gift?" I asked taking the box from his hands gently with a frown clear on my face.

"It is only something small so stop complaining before you even start." He told me placing his hands on my knees through the dress nodding his head to tell em to open the box all ready. I lifted the latch off the dark wooden box and gasped as the most elegant silver ring sat in the box embedded with a sparkling emerald. It was small about the same size as my baby nail, but it wasn't the size that mattered to me like it would to any other woman, but it was the thought behind the ring.

Robb was trying to please me, give me a life I had never had before but he didn't need to do it. I was happy with my life now, I had the life is wished for; he didn't need to go on pleasing me. The ring was something I had never received from anyone and it pleased me to receive my first piece of jewelry from Robb. If anyone was thoughtful enough to give me something worth a lot of money it would be Robb. An act beyond something I could dream but there it was.

"This is my first piece of jewelry," I whispered running my finger over the emerald before looking up at him with teary eyes. I held out the ring to him and watched as his face turned into a frown. "I wish for you to place the ring on my hand Robb, it seems fitting." I told him clearing all thoughts from his mind as a small smile appeared as he took the ring and then placed it on the finger next to my little finger on my left hand. It fit snuggly and it felt like my finger was meant for this ring to be placed upon it looking remarkable against my pale skin. "You truly are a wonderful husband Robb." I muttered leaning forward to press my lips against his before taking his hands and helping him stand as I did so myself.

"We should head to the feast," he announced taking my left hand in his and raising it to his mouth before leading me out of the chamber and down the hall.

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I could hear the laughter and loud conversation coming from the great hall before we even entered the hallway leading to it and it made me almost stop in my place. Robb's hand laced within my own kept me going against my wishes and I sighed deeply out of fear as we stopped outside the large wooden doors that separated us from the many of them.

"I do wish you not to throw any more feasts for my name-days Robb." I whispered to him as he looked down at me a smile on his face. It was plain in his eyes that he would not listen to my words so I just rolled my eyes and clasped onto his hand tightly as he nodded his head to the two men standing guard outside the hall.

The doors were pulled open and the many people inside turned to face the door to see who was about to enter the hall and join in on the feast. As soon as eyes landed on Robb everyone was dipping down into a bow or curtsy muttered pleasantly 'your grace' and giving me a smile with a dip of the head wishing me a happy name-day.

Robb's hand stayed on mine as he led me around to the head table, pulling out my seat next to Sansa, who had Eddard in her arms. Instead of dropping down into his chair next to his mother he stood between our two seats lifting up his mug of ale to the crowd.

"Today we celebrate your Queen's seventeenth name-day," he called out receiving cheers and cries from the people of Winterfell as they listened to him intently. "Raise your drinks to my wife and join us in this celebration!" Robb called nodding his head and bringing his drink to his lips. "Let the night take us into a new day!"