After leaving Strokwen, Robb and his men made camp. There was no point in riding through the days or as rough as they had on their journey in. His mind was on one thing only, Shoshanna. What Viserys had done to the King, rather what the coward had done FOR him, had left Robb sick with worry, Frightened. His poor Shoshanna. If only he had her in his arms. He would never let her go. Never.
Robb sat there by the fire staring into the flames as they flickered. He stood up quickly when he heard the sound of a horse off in the distance. His hand on the handle of his sword.
One of his men, a young scout named Will, who had broken off from the herd earlier in the journey, had returned. Dismounting in a rush, "M'lord, M'lord!" He ran to Robb. " Something awful!" The young man was frightened. "King Viserys is planning an attack on the guard."
Jon, Robb's Basterd brother, came to stand by his side. "Guard? What guard?"
"King Bartoen sent five of Strokwen's guard to accompany the Princess to King's Landing. He's going to kill them!" Will explained.
Rob swore as he shook his head.
"Why would he kill the guard?" Jon asked after hearing Robb.
"No one will be in his way then." Robb answered through gritted teeth. "He will have Shoshanna. No one to stop him. No one to protect her." Her stood in silence for a moment before he said, "The coward King won't be there when the attack is taking place. He'll no doubt ride ahead of the herd."
"Surely he won't allow the princess to be harmed?" Jon questioned.
"He's proving to her his power. Showing her that nothing and no man stands in his way. He has her now and he is not letting her go." Robb answered.
"The Dragon has the lamb." Will whispered.
