Sansa and Arya Stark were sitting by the fire in the great room, speaking of love and marriage. Well, Sansa was speaking, Arya looked ready to vomit.
Sansa was practicing her needlepoint as she asked Arya, "You cannot tell me, Arya, you don't wish to be in love?"
"Love, no." Arya stuck her tongue out in disgust, "You are promised to Lord Joffrey, do you love him? Arya asked in return.
"Joffrey is my one true love." Sansa replied. A sentence she said often and was beginning to sound like a machine.
"What about you Shoshanna?" Arya turned her attention to their guest.
"What about me?" Shoshanna smiled.
"Do you want to be in love?" Arya asked.
Shoshanna thought for a moment before answering, "I think everyone wants to be in love."
Sansa put her needlepoint down as she spoke, "Are you in love?"
Arya giggled, "She loves Robb. One day they'll wed."
Shoshanna didn't say yes or no, she merely smiled as she told, "Perhaps, Arya, perhaps."
Arya wasn't one for keeping secrets; she was always sneaking about and listening where she shouldn't. "You will! I heard Robb speaking to Father."
"It's not polite to eavesdrop. Father would be angry if he caught you." Sansa scolded.
"No one saw me. Don't you tell him, Sansa!" Arya shouted. Sansa was always tattling on her, she thought to herself. " Robb loves Shoshanna, He told Father. He said he could marry Shoshanna now, he only has to ask for her hand."
Shoshanna couldn't tell rather the heat from the fire was making her face warm and flushed or the topic of the conversation. Sansa sighed, and repeated what Lady Stark often said to Arya,, "You shouldn't repeat what you hear."
An awkward silence fell over the room as the girls sat and went about what they were doing before their conversation had turned to Robb.
Arya was the one who broke the silence a few moments later, "Shoshanna…?"
"Yes, Arya?"
"Do you love our brother?"
"I am fold of him." She answered carefully.
"Do you love him?" Sansa pressed.
"Yes, Arya. I do love him. I love him with every breath I take." Shoshanna confessed.
Arya giggled, Sansa smiled.
Lady Stark entered the room and asked what they were giggling about. "Shoshanna loves Robb." Arya exclaimed.
"Really now?" Lady Stark smiled.
"Tell her, Shoshanna." Sansa hurried to say.
Lady Stark took a seat beside Shoshanna and began, " Girls, Love is waking up thinking of that someone and going to bed thinking of them...love is missing them as soon as they leave you...love is the butterflies that flutter in your stomach when you hear their voice. As easy as it is explained, it is unexplainable. You'll just know when you find it. It's the most difficult part of life, it's not that simple to just explain it, it's just meant to be experienced on your own. Love is forever growing and never dies."
Shoshanna sighed as she looked into the flames of the fire. Love is forever growing and never dies, she repeated Lady Stark's words in her mind.
Love is forever growing and never dies.
Love is forever growing and never dies.
The words continued to echoed.
In the brief moment she heard those words from Lady Stark she knew that those were meant for her. Those were her feelings for Robb.
Suddenly she was aware of her surroundings again. It was all a dream. She had been daydreaming. Quietly and quickly she wiped a tear that had fallen with the back of her hand and whispered to no one, "Love is forever growing and never dies. It never dies."
