Shoshanna giggled as she ran through the stalls of the stable at Winterfell, "I do not wish to live at Winterfell until I am old and grey!" She shouted.
Robb Stark jumped in front of a stall door only to have just missed Shoshanna running into the next. Catching a brief glimpse of her long dark hair, he smiled as he began the chase again, "Why not?" He asked.
"It is always cold!" Shoshanna replied, ducking into another stall as she heard Robb approach.
Robb laughed, "I will keep you warm."
"Robb Stark, Do not be rude!"
"I am sorry, m'lady. I merely speak truth."
"Truth you say!"
"Yes, One day we will be wed."
Shoshanna jumped out from a stall at the end of the row, hands on her hips as she said, "Robb Stark, you have spoken of marriage since we were young and still you speak of it. Why do you wish to marry me so?"
Robb quickly closed the distance between them and whispered, "I have loved you from the moment I first looked upon you on your first visit to Winterfell. I loved you as we sat by the fire and listened to my father tell stories of times before us. I have loved you with every breath since then and I love you still."
Shoshanna stood there; she didn't know what to say. Robb had just confessed his love for her. She looked at him, really looked at him. In that moment, she realized he was no longer the little boy that she used to play with nor was he the young man that pestered her so. He was a man, A man who had loved her for years, A man who was in love with her.
