Robb woke, soft light shinning in threw Lacy's bedroom window. He looked around the room, trying to get his bearings. Memories of last night came back to him, and he remembered he was still in Lacy's room. He looked down and saw Lacy curled up next to him. He smiled at the sight of her. Her hair was all spread out next to her, her legs had somehow entangled themselves with his, and he hand was placed on his chest, slightly gripping his shirt. He looked at the amount of light that was coming in through her window and knew that the castle would be up soon. He had to leave before they were caught. He gently got up, trying not to wake Lacy, but failing.

"Where are you going?" Lacy mumbled, sleep still in her voice.

"I must go, my love. It's almost dawn and if we're caught, I fear it will not end well."

"Then let them find us. Maybe then the prince will leave me alone." Lacy said, drifting back into sleep.

Robb smiled at her and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "If only the gods allowed it, my lady." He pulled the covers over her shoulders and headed towards the door.

Amelia had been up early, mostly due to the fact that she hadn't really slept since she left Jon's room. She had stayed in the gods wood all night, praying, and seeking comfort in the large old tree. She had dozed off for a moment, warm in the bear pelt cloak that was draped around her, when something wet hit her face, waking her.

"Grey Wind!" She giggled, petting the wolf that was in her lap. "What are you doing, silly boy?"

"Being your wake-up call apparently." Robb chimed in, startling Amelia.

"My lord, I wasn't expecting you here." She said, standing up and curtsying.

"Neither was I, my lady. I thought I would be alone here." Robb bowed back.

"As I. Seeking guidance are we, my lord?" Amelia asked, brushing off her dress.

"How'd you know?"

"I just know things sometimes." She said smiling, placing a hand on Robbs shoulder. "We all need some these days I fear."

"I wish it was not so."

"As do I."

They were both silent for a minute, lost in thought and feeling.

"Amelia, I'm sorry about Jon. I was saddened by what your sister had told me about the feast. He's a fool, and you are far to beautiful to have to go through that."

"Thanks Robb, I'm assuming you know about his decision to take the black as well, like your uncle?"

"Sadly."

"If you ever see him again…and he…" She was at a lose for words. She didn't know what to say. 'Tell him I still love him…keep him safe.'

"It's okay Amelia. I'll do all I can."

"Thanks Robb." She said sincerely.

"If it was up to me, we'd all be here still tomorrow. Jon and you, Lacy and I. The lords and ladies of Winterfell. Happy…"

"You have a sweet heart Robb, you've always had."

"And you. Even though you burry it beneath your hard exterior." Robb smiled at her.

"What can I say, the gods have gifted me strength, power, and beauty." She joked.

Robb laughed and took her by the arm. "Come my lady. I shall escort you back to the castle. I'm sure they'll be looking for you."

"That would be very generous of you, my lord." Amelia said with a smile.

The two of them started to stroll back to the castle grounds, making small talk as they went, Grey Wind at their heels. They reached the castle by sunrise, and the people of Winterfell had already started their day.

"Thanks Robb, for escorting me back, and…for everything else." Amelia said, stepping away from Robb.

"You are quiet welcome my lady." Robb said with a slight bow.

Amelia smiled, and curtsied slightly back and turned to head into the castle. A howl then rang out through Winterfell. Amelia turned back around to see Robb with a concerned look on his face. Grey Wind, then let out a response and started to walk off towards the sound.

"And where is he going?" Robb asked, after Grey Wind was out of sight.

"I don't know." Amelia answered. "But I think he wants us to follow."

Lacy woke a few hours later with a knock on her door.

"My lady? Are you up my lady?"

"Yes, come in." Lacy answered her handmaiden.

The girl entered the room quickly, and started busying herself. Lacy stayed in bed for a moment, trying to get her thoughts in order. Robb had left a few hours earlier, before dawn, leaving her bed and herself cold and empty. She dreamt of war and death. Robb marching south to fight a pointless war, the Stark name and banner on fire before her eyes. She had had a dream like this a few moons prier, dreaming of Kingslanding and the war. She had woken with an uneasy feeling in her bones, like something bad was going to happen. She pushed it off as her reading to much and her mind running away with old tales. This dream though, made her feel different. She was frightened, almost to the point of being sick.

"Are you well my lady?" Her handmaiden asked, holding a robe for her to slip on over her night dress.

"Yes, Alina, I'm fine." Lacy answered, unsure if that was the whole truth.

She got out of bed and put on her robe and tied the sash around her waist to hold it closed. "If you will Alina, start getting my things together to leave. I would also like to break my fast with my sister."

"Yes, my lady." Her handmaiden bowed to Lacy in response.

She thought talking to her sister would east her mind, it had in the past when she would have unsettling dreams. Amelia thought of them as meaningful. That there was truth behind her dreams. She had Alina pour her a cup of tea before she went to call on her sister. She sat at her favorite chair by the window, waiting for her sister to arrive. She stared out into the courtyard, watching as people worked. The sky was a light shade of grey and it looked like it was going to rain. She thought about the night before with Robb, and then back to her dream. She had seen it so clear, an army burning. Fire spreading quickly, the smell of blood and ash filled her noes as her stood in the middle of it. The feeling of fear, betrayal, and anger washed over her. But the thing she couldn't forget was the image of the Starks banner burning.

"My lady?" Alina spoke softly, startling Lacy.

"Yes?" Lacy asked, jumping a little.

"My apologies, my lady, I didn't mean to startle you." Aline bowed again.

"It's perfectly alright Aline. What is it that you needed?"

"Your sister is not in her room, I'm afraid. Would you like your meal anyway?"

"My sister isn't in her room? Where is she?" Lacy stood up from the chair and placed her tea cup on the windowsill.

"I don't know, my lady, but Lady Stark would like a word with you. I saw her on my way to fetch your sister and she insisted."

Lacy sighed. "Very well."

There was a knock on the door then, and Aline went to open it.

"Lady Stark." Aline addressed the older woman with a curtsy as she let her in.

"Lady Catelyn, what a surprise to see you this early." Lacy said with a curtsy.

"Oh, my dear girl, not dressed yet? The royal carriage leaves for Kingslanding in only a few hours."

"I'm aware of that my lady. I have Aline packing my things for me."

Catelyn took Lacy's hands in hers. "This is a big day for you. For all of us."

"Lady Catelyn, may I ask you a question?"

"Of course, you can, my dear, anything."

They both sat at the small table that was in the room and Lacy started.

"I ask this with no intention to disrespect, but why me? Why am I to marry Joffrey over Sansa? I am no blood to you. Sansa is your eldest daughter and lives for the thought of being queen. She would be much better than I."

"I take no offense to the question my dear. It is because since the day Lord Stark brought you girls home, he had been enchanted by you two. Once he knew there was no turning back on his feelings and to the promise, he made to the poor woman who was keeping you two, he decided to give you two the Stark name."

Lacy's ears perked up at the mention of their bringing to Winterfell. Both her and Amelia didn't remember their time before they came to Winterfell, and no one ever really told them. She was only 4 when Ned Stark brought her and her sister to Winterfell. The earliest memory she had was Robb teaching her how to ride a horse.

"Then why not Jon too? He is Lord Starks son after all. I would think that he would have more right to the Stark last name then my sister and I." She saw Cat move uncomfortably in her chair and knew she hit a nerve bringing up Jon. "Again, my lady, no intent on disrespect."

"Jon is a bastard, he is nothing more. You two girls were and are of noble birth, that is why the king granted Lord Stark this right. My lord husband shows him kindness because he is his offspring, but I have no say in that matter. I will not have a bastard tarnish the Stark name."

It was quiet for a moment when Lacy spoke again. "Do you love him, lady Catelyn? Do you love Jon, like you grew to love us?"

It was silence for what seemed like hours while Catelyn debated on answering. A stream of howls came to break the silence instead. First it was just one, far and in the distance, then another one louder and seeming to be in response to the first one.

"Close the window please Aline. Those wolves are no pets. I told Ned that. Anyway, enough of this conversation." Catelyn tried to pass off the question that she never answered.

"But Lady Catelyn, why must I wed Joffrey?" Lacy asked, standing up this time and heading to stand by the fire that was keeping the room warm, but not her.

"Because my husband and the king both have a liking for you girls, especially you, Lacy. That is why you are to be wed to the prince. It is was my choice, I would grant Sansas wish and let her be engaged to the prince. Or better yet, none of my girls would be and the king would leave my family in peace and alone."

Lacy could hear the pain in her voice. She knew that her adoptive mother hated the fact that half of her family were leaving with the royal party, and that her beloved husband would be taken from her most of all. Lord Stark felt like he owed something to king Robert, and for that he was accepting the hand of the king position.

"Thank you, lady Catelyn, for obliging to my questions and answering them for me. I too wish you would have your way." Lacy said, sadness in her voice.

Catelyn felt sorry for the girl, she knew that she was being forced into this as much as she was, losing her husband to the king. "If it helps at all, and if the circumstances were different…I would have loved for you to be with my son."

Lacy was about to speak to that when Robb came bursting through the door with Amelia in tow.

"Robb, Amelia, what's wrong?" Catelyn asked, surprised to see her eldest son burst into the room unannounced.

Robbs and Amelia's faces were pale and Amelia had tears running down her face.

"Mother…something has happened." Robb spoke, out of breath.

"Robb, what had happened…what's wrong?"

"It's Bran, mother…he…he fell from the Broken Tower. Master Luwin is with him now."

Shock hit Lacy as she stared at her sister, and then at Robb. Tears fell from her eyes. Her eyes then went to Lady Catelyn. Cat was silent for a moment, her mouth agape in shock. A small noise came out of her mouth before she collapsed and fell to the ground on her knees.

A/N: Well guys that's chapter 6 for you! So this is all I currently have pre-written so updates might take a bit longer than the rest of these posts. But I hope you guys are enjoying it, and please favorite and comment because I love to see your feedback!