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Sansa was kind enough to make a maiden's cloak for Shiera and Alissa. The fabric felt heavy, no doubt for the long time they will spend outside swearing their vows before a heart tree. Going to living in the Vale to the Riverlands Shiera had her sisters had never worn so much furs in their lives.
Lady Stark allowed the girls to get ready for their wedding in her chamber seeing how is was the largest bedchambers for a lady. Lady Stark was to say goodbye to her eldest daughter as she married Smalljon Umber and Lady Blackmont shall say goodbye to her two daughters, Shiera and Alissa as both will marry Northerners.
Alysanne assumed the would marry knights of lesser houses of the Vale. Or maybe farmers back when they were in the Vale and had no title, no land, and no claim to anything. She never thought she would be Lady of Harrenhal and find her eldest daughter marrying the King in the North.
Lady Stark had taken it upon herself to braid Sansa's hair northern style. Alysanne didn't like being in the presence of Lady Stark because she felt that all she did was judge her.
Alysanne gave her maidenhood to Seban when the were young at a tourney. When Alysanne told her father he threatened her with a marriage to Lord Jon Arryn, so in return Alysanne ran away with Seban to Old Town and married. When they returned to the Vale her father was dead, her brother became Lord Corbary of Heart's Home, and she returned with Shiera still growing in her belly.
Rather than be shamed, Lyonel, her eldest brother, had allowed the two to remain in Heart's Home, but Seban had declined and returned to Runestone to seek forgiveness from Lord Yohn Royce. She was called a whore by many and she knew Lady Stark knew of her past.
Sanya never left Shiera's side often whispering things into her ear in which Shiera would nod. Lady Stark noted that Sanya would whisper in all of her sisters ears wondering what she was telling him.
"Lady Anyssa, you shall return to the Vale after your marriage, are you happy to be married so soon?" Asked Catelyn.
"Of course Lady Stark." Smiled Anyssa. They all have the same smile, noted Catelyn.
"Redforts were always so kind to us in the Vale. Don't you remember Shiera?" Added Sanya.
"Seems like all of the Vale was kind to us. My father was loyal to them all." Smiled Shiera.
"Lady Shiera do you think I could be your handmaiden for a time? Oh it would be so wonderful. I would love to be here in Winterfell when you give Robb an heir!" Rejoiced Sansa.
"Lady Sansa I'm sure your husband will want you to get accustom to Last Hearth. I wouldn't want to hold you back." Replied Shiera.
"I'm sure Lady Arya will want to be your handmaiden. Lady Stark could we have some lemon cakes?" Asked Sanya.
"Of course."
Sanya saw her fake a smile before she left the room. Sanya rushed to Arya side as Alissa and Anyssa put Sansa in a small conversation. "I'm not a lady." Remarked Arya as she rolled her eyes.
"Then I'll call you Arya." Smiled Sanya.
"I won't be a handmaiden. That isn't who I am."
"I know that. But being handmaiden to a queen will get you out of sewing lessons or anything you don't like. My sister is very understanding." Smiled Sanya as she placed on hand over Arya's.
"Will she let me keep needle?" Asked Arya as she pulled out Needle from under the bed. Sanya was a bit taken back from the thin sword that she jumped and Sansa finally turned her attention back to Arya.
"Arya put that away it isn't ladylike! Do you want Lady Shiera to think your some kind of savage?!" Yelled Sansa.
"No it quite alright Lady Sansa. Arya I would be happy to have you as my handmaiden, and one who is as skilled with a sword as you would be a blessing. Perhaps one day you can show me to the training grounds and I can see how much of a skilled warrior you are." Smiled Shiera.
"Lady Shiera I can assure you, you will not like to encourage such behavior."
"It's quite alright. When we lived in the Vale we had a friend. She didn't wield a sword, but she had mules. She was kind and we all grew to love her like another sister." Replied Shiera as all the girl nodded towards the end. Shiera sometimes missed Mya and wished to bring her and Myranda to the North.
"What's her name? What was she like?" Asked Arya.
"Her name is Mya and she has short black hair and blue eyes. I hope one day she can marry the boy she loves and live a happy life. She deserves to be happy." Remarked Shiera.
"I've brought lemon cakes!" Sang Catelyn. Sansa was the first to eat them and Arya only stayed by Shiera's side.
"Arya why don't you leave Lady Shiera alone for a moment. She needs to get into her wedding dress." Regarded Catelyn.
"Alissa do you mind getting ready first I want to talk to Arya a little more." Asked Shiera.
"Of course. Mother will you help me?"
"Yes Alissa." Shiera payed no attention to her mother and sister and began to play with Arya's hair. It was loose but had some braids that would go around her head.
"Can I braid your hair Arya?" Asked Shiera.
"My hair is already braided." Remarked Arya.
"Yes, but I mean a different braid. See the way my sisters have their braids. It's meant to keep hair out of our faces. It just makes things a lot easier. Do you mind if I braid your hair?" Asked Shiera with a small smile.
"Okay!" Shiera was carefully to removed her small braids and tangles and she saw Lady Stark staring at her. Shiera noticed the back of Arya's head was a lot like Sanya's and she started comparing them, finding they were quite similar.
"Lady Shiera do you practice needlework often? I can imagine a lady like you would be doing nothing else." Said Sansa not noticing Shiera felt a little hurt in her comment.
"Uh no Lady Sansa. Me and my sisters were always with our mother or father watching them run the castle at Runestone when they were needed. My father was a steward for Lord Royce as his father and grandfather before him. We spent a lot of time learning how a castle worked. There wasn't time for needlework."
"Maybe when I come back from Last Hearth I can show you some of my needlework. Oh it would be so lovely!"
"I look forward to when that day comes." Said Shiera as she faked a smile.
Sanya took it as a hint and sat in front of Arya. "Perhaps you could teach me how to wield a sword Arya. I would appreciate it."
"Okay? Are you a fast learner?"
"I suppose so." Replied Sanya.
"Maybe Jon can help you to."
"I met Jon, he seems very nice. I would love to learn from the both of you." Smiled Sanya.
"We can talk to him during the feast! Mother will Jon be at the wedding feast?!"
"Your brothers have requested Jon at the feast, but Robb hasn't told me anything."
"Jon is really nice you'll love him." Promised Arya.
"I'm sure I will." Smiled Sanya. Gods they all have the same smile, thought Catelyn.
"Sanya will you help me with my dress?"
"Of course sister." Catelyn watched as they disappeared behind the folding screen. As Shiera began to change her dress Catelyn adverted her eyes and focused on Sansa. She daughter look so beautiful in her dress. She has my coloring, but she shall be more more beautiful than I ever was, remembered Catelyn.
"Mother what are you thinking about?" Asked Sansa looking up at her. She remembered Sansa sitting in front of her like this years ago when Robert Baratheon sat on the Iron Throne and Sansa was betrothed to Joffrey Baratheon. Lannister, Joffrey Lannister, or perhaps it's Joffrey Waters, corrected Catelyn. The ill born boy was just seen a usurper and a bastard now. The Lannister legacy Tywin Lannister fought so hard to maintain went through to the ground faster than his children and grandchildren's head could hit the floor.
"Just how lucky the Umbers will be to have a lady like you in their house. Smalljon Umber will love you the moment he sees you." Smiled Catelyn. Sansa blushed at the word love and despite all she had been through Catelyn was glad she still had her innocence.
"Do you think so mother?"
"Of course sweetling."
"Oh I can already imagine how Robb will smile when he sees Lady Shiera!" Rejoiced Sansa.
"Lady Shiera are you almost ready?" Asked Catelyn.
"Almost! Seems are though my sister isn't the best at laces." Smiled Shiera.
"Let me help you dear." Catelyn walked behind the folding screen letting Sanya leave the small space and took her place behind Shiera. She carefully laced up her dress noticing the small marks on her neck. The braid made it more obvious and Catelyn raised a questionable look at Shiera.
Catelyn remembered the knights by Shiera's side when the Blackmonts arrived wondering if one of them made those marks. Those same two guards even stood outside the doors at this very moment. Alysanne noticed Catelyn stares and hushed Shiera to her side. "Shiera why don't we let your hair down for tonight. With this dress and your hair down it would be perfect." Smiled Alysanne.
"Of course mother."
"I do hope the king made those marks on your neck or else you will have him and the entire North thinking you are a whore." Whispered Alysanne harshly as she had a tight grip on Shiera's upper arm. Shiera quickly took off her braid and made sure her hair covered her neck. "Before I forget Sanya you shall be escorted by Ser Andrew and Anyssa you shall be escorted by Ser Roland." Ordered Alysanne.
"Of course mother." Said Sanya and Anyssa in unison.
"They are betrothed aren't they?" Asked Catelyn.
"Yes." Replied Alysanne.
"Wouldn't it be proper to have the girls escorted by their betrothed rather than two household knights?" Inquired Catelyn.
"Lord Dayne is in Dorne and Lord Jasper is in the Vale. Ser Roland and Ser Andrew only have the best intentions and I trust them with all of my daughters lives." Explained Alysanne.
"Yet they are sworn to Lady Shiera only not to House Blackmont? How did that come to be?" Asked Catelyn. Sanya looked around the room and the silence didn't make things better.
"Before the War of Five Kings when we were in the Vale father would let us travel with him on behave of Lord Royce. Father would run errands and be in change of the castle anytime Lord Royce went to war. Like in Robert's Rebellion. My father was knighted and became good friends with the Waynwoods and Tollett." Explained Sanya.
"We meet Ser Roland and Ser Andrew several times before the war." Added Alissa.
"There is no need to ramble on. It would be good to start off this say with no lies." Said Shiera, sighing before she continued. "As a girl I found myself very fond of Ser Roland. He and Ser Andrew squired for Lord Royce. When I was a young girl they pledged their swords to me so they could never leave the Vale because they believed I would never leave Runestone. They have been with me ever since, but I can assure you Lady Stark that there is nothing between me or Ser Andrew and Ser Roland." Explained Shiera.
"Well I'm glad you could admit to such thing." Smiled Catelyn.
"Why don't we finish getting ready because with so many girls in one room I can imagine it will take a while!" Smiled Anyssa.
All three on them stood in front of the husbands as they stood before a weirwood tree. Alissa was escorted by her mother as Shiera was escorted by Jon Snow. Shiera had requested he escort her after Sanya had convinced her it was in the best interest so Sanya could get her marriage to him in the near future. Lady Stark had objected to it saying it was improper, but Alysanne had stepped in and assured him it would be a honor.
"Who comes before the gods?" The three men said in unison.
"Shiera of House Blackmont comes to be wed. A woman grown, trueborn, and noble. She comes to beg for a blessing from the gods. Who comes to claim her?" Asked Jon.
"Me, Robb of House Stark, King in the North and the Trident, Lord of Winterfell, Warden of the North, Protector of the North and the Trident. I claim her, who gives her?" Asked Robb.
"Jon Snow, bastard brother of the King in the North." Shiera hated his words, it would have been better if he had just said Jon. She saw Jon turn to her. "Lady Shiera Blackmont, do you take this man?"
"I take this man." Replied Shiera.
"Who comes before the gods?"
"Alissa of House Blackmont comes to wed. A woman grown, trueborn, and noble. She comes to beg for a blessing from the gods. Who comes to claim her?" Asked Alysanne.
"Me, Brandon of House Tallhart, heir to Torrhen's Square. I claim her, who gives her?" Asked Brandon.
"Alysanne of House Blackmont, mother to Alissa Blackmont, and Lady of Harrenhal." Shiera watched as her mother turned to Alissa. "Lady Alissa Blackmont, do you take this man?"
"I take this man." Replied Alissa.
"Who comes before the gods?"
"Sansa of House Stark comes to wed. A women grown, trueborn, and noble. She comes to beg for a blessing from the gods. Who comes to claim her?" Asked Catelyn.
"Me, Jon of House Umber, heir to Last Hearth. I claim her, who gives her?" Asked Smalljon.
"Catelyn of House Stark, mother to Sansa Stark, former Lady of Winterfell." Catelyn then turned to Sansa. Since Robb was being married as well he could not give her away and Catelyn had volunteered. "Lady Sansa Stark, do you take this man?"
"I take this man." Replied Sansa.
Catelyn, Jon, and Alysanne took their place with their guests at the front leaving the couples to join hands. They all knelt before the weirwood tree and said a prayer before rising up again. All three men removed the maiden cloak's of their brides and wrapped the marriage cloaks around the young girls.
Before long the feast was in high swing and Shiera took her place beside Robb as his queen and wife. When the doors bursted open the Northern men were on their feet and on high alert to protect their king. Shiera stood up from her seat and rushed to the men. One of the Northerners noticed they were men from the Vale and yelled to not do anything rash. Lord Royce stood at the front in his bronze armor as Shiera rushed to him throwing herself to hug him tightly. "Look at you girl. Queen in the North, and I still remember you when you weren't even knee high and pulling my hair when I still had some." Laughed Lord Royce.
"I've missed you so much."
"Likewise girl. We tried our best to make it to the wedding, but some damn boys stalled our visit. Never mind that we are here for the feast!" Smiled Lord Royce as he put his arm over Shiera's. Robb watched the smile on her face noticing how different it was from the other before. He stood up and walked beside his mother who would now have to find chambers for the Vale lords and anyone they brought along.
Robb and Catelyn watched as all of the Blackmont girls ran to hug Lord Royce. Robb remember Lord Royce before the war when he spent time in Winterfell with his father and Ser Rodrick. Once the rest of the Valemen came in Robb saw how happy all the Blackmont girls and his wife talked and laughed with them. Lord Royce brought his 3 sons and daughter and Robb wondered why Lord Blackmont never arranged a marriage between House Blackmont and House Royce. Robb noticed the other Valemen and remembered his lessons with Maester Luwin.
House Corbary was related to House Blackmont because of Lord Blackmont's marriage to Alysanne Corbary. Shiera's three uncles had come for the wedding, and that's when his mother told him that Lord Corbary's wife had stayed in Heart's Home to ensure that the child see carried was healthy. Lord Corbary had gone through two dead wives and two dead sons and hoped his third marriage would provide him a son, an heir, to rid himself of his brother Lyn.
The red castle clearly represented House Redfort and he remembered that his good sister Anyssa would marry the heir to Redfort. Lord Redfort brought his four sons along with him and saw Anyssa already talking to her betrothed.
He saw the Royce's of the Gates of the Moon and their liege lord, Lord Nestor Royce and his son and daughter with him. Lord Uthor Tollett was here at Winterfell too and his son and heir was one of Shiera's sworn shield. Last of the Vale's house of House Waynwood. The broken black wheel was more present of their clothing than anything else. House Waynwood was also the house of the other one of Shiera's sworn shield. Lady Anya Waynwood brought her three sons with her knowing her grandson was already here. With most of the Vale's oldest and strongest liege lords here in Winterfell he wondered who was talking care of their lands and castles for the time being.
Robb saw the look on his mother's face knowing she was not happy about the unexpected guests, but he new wife was thrilled so he could not object to them being here. All of the Blackmont girls were hugging many of the Valemen earning stares from stares from most of the Northerners, but they had ignored them. Robb saw Shiera come to him with the biggest smile on her face and grab his hand leading him to the big group of Valemen. "King in the North! Last time I stepped foot in Winterfell you were a young boy and only heir to Lord of Winterfell title. Look at you now." Rejoiced Lord Royce.
"Lord Royce what an unexpected surprise. I didn't think you would come seeing how I didn't invite any Valemen to my wedding."
"Sorry boy, but the moment we heard Shiera was getting married we knew we had to come. I remember her when she was a babe. Gods the lungs on all of those Blackmont children would have any man or woman running to Essos or the Quite Isles. Took a while for Lord Blackmont to tell me the wedding was in Winterfell and it even longer to gather the rest of the houses."
"I didn't think Lord Blackmont knew so many men in the Vale." Remarked Robb.
"Spent most of his life with me, but his father and grandfather before him traveled the Vale for work. Blackmonts have pledged themselves to my house over a hundred years ago. Seban squired for the late Lord Waynwood when he was a boy before I made him a knight as four and ten. Lived with me at Runestone when I took in other boys for squires and raised those two boys," Said Lord Royce as he pointed to Ser Andrew and Ser Roland, "to knighthood myself. One of them would have made a fine Knight of the Gate hadn't they pledged their swords to our fine queen right here." Laughed Lord Royce. Robb found it weird how Lord Royce referred to Shiera as 'our fine queen' when the Vale was still apart of the Iron Throne.
"Blackmonts seem to be more Valemen than anything else." Spoke Lady Catelyn.
"Oh I got one more surprise for you girl. Took a lot of convincing, but I pulled through." Robb gave a confused look as Shiera smiled looking so hopeful. Lord Royce seemed to ignore Catelyn not wanting to here the king's mother insult the girl he had raised like his own. Lord Royce's youngest and only daughter Ysilla had taken a liking to the Blackmont girls for so years.
Lord Royce stepped to the side letting a girl with black short hair and breeches come to the front. Shiera had ran into the girl's arms before the rest of Blackmont girls joined in the group hug. Alysanne stood next to Robb with the biggest smile on her face. "Her name is Mya. The girls would always beg Lord Royce and their father to go play with her. She served Lord Royce for a time when she was a girl and my children view her as another sister. When Mya left for the Gates of the Moon they were devastated." Explained Alysanne.
"Do they miss the Vale a lot?" Asked Robb.
"When we first move to Harrenhal they did. They would cry all the time, but as the months went by they got accustomed. They made a promise to each other a long time ago to one day return to the Vale before they all die." Added Alysanne.
"Perhaps I could arrange to visit the Vale with Lord Royce in a couple of months." Suggested Robb.
"Oh she would love that. We haven't been in the Vale since we left for Harrenhal." Cheered Alysanne.
"Mya I want you to meet someone!" Smiled Shiera. Robb watched as Shiera grabbed the girls hand leading her through the crowd before stopping in in front of Robb with smiles on their faces. "Robb this is Mya. We've been friends since I was born." Smiled Shiera.
"Well since you were a bit older." Replied Mya.
"Well it's very nice to meet you my lady." Smiled Robb.
"Oh no need for that your grace. I'm no lady."
"You are a girl aren't you?" Asked Robb as Shiera smacked Mya's arm.
"She is a lady. Mya here just doesn't like titles."
"I'm a bastard your grace." Shiera's smile went away quickly as did Mya's before it came back.
"No need to call yourself that. Bastard or not you are a friend above all." Beamed Shiera. Robb noticed how uncomfortable Mya was now.
"May I call you Mya than?"
"Of course your grace."
"Well Mya being a bastard is nothing to be ashamed of. My brother Jon is a bastard." Stated Robb.
"Sorry your grace, but you've always been a trueborn. You don't know what it's like to be a bastard." Robb watched as she turned to Shiera with the sad look on her face. "I'm sorry Shiera." Mumbled Mya before she ran off into the crowd. Shiera attempted to grab her arm stopping her, but it was obvious Mya was stronger.
Shiera looked at Robb with another sad look before storming off to find Mya. Robb looked to his side to see Sanya looking up at him. One Blackmont left his side only to be replaced with another. "Mya always thought herself a bastard. Though she is one, we always thought her as Mya. We always wanted her to be another one of our sisters. Sometimes when we were younger we would call her our sister and she would just smile. We begged her to go to Harrenhal with us, but she refused. She said she was a Stone. A mountain is not a man, and stone is a mountain's daughter. She wouldn't leave the Vale even if we dragged her." Spoke Sanya.
"Your mother said you all promised each other you would return to the Vale before you all die. Why?" Asked Robb turning his body towards Sanya.
"If you were King of the South as well wouldn't you wanted to be buried in Winterfell? The home you've known for over 20 years your grace?"
"Of course."
"All we've ever known was the Vale before the war. My father would always told us family above all and when you made him a lord he choose three words for our house. We were all born in the Vale just as my father and his father before him and we will all die in the Vale when the time comes. You've had family, a castle, a name, and a title to inherit. My father didn't have any of that, my family didn't have any of that. We had each other, we will always have each other."
"I don't think I've seen many families who are loyal to each other as you all are Lady Sanya."
"Well your grace all you've ever known where great houses. Lannister, Tyrell, Tully, Arryn, Stark. You don't know lesser houses who you've sworn to protect. You don't know about the farmers or those who have no house and live off their own land. Have you ever met the smallfolk your grace?"
"I have Lady Sanya." Replied Robb trying to disregard her tone. He noticed her glances to Shiera and him and he took notice of her small glances to Jon as well. "Lady Sanya may I ask how old you are?"
"Old enough your grace, but clearly not enough to wed Lord Dayne." Smiled Sanya. Robb noticed she had the small smile as Shiera. "King or not if you hurt my sister today or any day after this I will not be afraid to kill you myself." Whispered Sanya.
"You speak treason Lady Sanya. I could have you in a cell with just a couple of words."
"Go ahead your grace. When Shiera finds me in a cell she will never forgive you. Although you could dissolve the marriage since it hasn't been consummated. You would imprison all of my family or behead them, I find destroying a house to the very ground much easier. We are still a new house so we hold no allies. Lord Brandon, Lord Dayne, and Lord Jasper hold no affections for us and could easily take another wife. Although the Valemen have taken a liking to the Blackmonts for our loyalty, but not enough to start a war for us. Do you think what I speak is true your grace?"
"Don't question my word Lady Sanya. Threaten me again and I will take action. I will let this go away since your are still a child, but if I here any words like that ever again I will not hesitate to take action."
Sanya nodded at his words and walked away to join her sisters again. Robb looked around to find Mya and Shiera sitting down wondering when Shiera came back into the great hall with Mya. Robb couldn't help but wonder Sanya's intentions.
Robb sat at the edge of the bed watching his beautiful wife move towards them. Shiera's uncles and swornshield had protected any man from touching Shiera when some of the Northern lord called for the bedding. Shiera carefully removed the laces letting the beautiful gown fall to her ankle leaving her in a grey shift. Robb had undressed to his breeches and tunic from his more extravagant attire he wore during the wedding. Shiera had smiled at him letting herself stand in between his legs.
There were no words just Robb's lips on hers and his arms around her waist drawing her close. Robb was able to flip them around loving the feeling of Shiera under him. He stopped kissing her so he could look at her face which earned him a giggle from Shiera.
"What? Why are you laughing?" Asked Robb as he started to kiss and suck her neck.
"Your staring earlier just made me laugh." Smiled Shiera as Robb bite her shoulder and licked the same spot. Shiera laughed because for some reason it reminded her of a wolf. "Robb."
He had stopped sucking at her neck for a moment to look into her brown eyes. "What is it?"
"Do you think you will ever love me?" Asked Shiera running her fingers through his red curls.
"I don't see why not. My mother and father built their love over the years and we can to." Explained Robb as Shiera grabbed his face pulling him into a passionate kiss.
Robb's hand explored her slender body before they settled just under her breasts. The passionate kisses shared between them allowed Robb to squeeze at Shiera's breasts earning a moan from her. Robb began to lift her shift feeling her warm skin and he groaned when he came into contact with her skin. Shiera moaned loudly at the feel of his hands on her breasts as he latched his lips to her breasts kissing and sucking on them. Robb pulled away from her to look upon her naked body. Robb kissed and sucked on Shiera's neck hoping to leave marks as a reminder tomorrow.
His hand snaked down between her legs while he used the other for support in an effort not to crush her body under his. Shiera gasped at the feel of Robb's finger inside of her. He continued to kiss her letting his finger keep a steady rhythm before adding another. It was not long before Robb felt Shiera clench around his finger and bit down on his shoulder letting out a muffled moan.
Shiera had expect for him to kiss her once again but instead he had opened up her fairly long legs as he looked up at her. She felt in ache in her stomach at the mere sight of Robb. When he began to kiss her inner thigh but thought she would go mad. Shiera threw her head back as she had felt Robb's tongue in her. He reached for one of her breasts and one of her hands found it's way to his hair pulling at his curls. Shiera cried out in pleasure, her whole body tensing up slightly then Robb kissed her on the lips.
Shiera smiled as he hand reached for his cock and began to stroke him. Robb had continued to kiss Shiera on the lips. When she grabbed a little more tightly and faster Robb moaned in her mouth separating their lips just a bit. "I won't last much longer if you continue that." She removed her hand letting them both rest on the sheets. Robb looked her in the eyes once more before grabbing his cock in his hands wanting so badly to be inside of her already.
Shiera inhaled as the feeling of Robb entering her. She had tensed upon the feeling on him breaking through her maidenhead and Robb had gotten worried he wasn't slow enough and hurt her. It took a couple of seconds and a kiss to let him know it was okay to move. Robb was slow and gentle as he he kissed at her breasts and neck. After a while Robb had gone a little faster and Shiera had moaned louder. Soon enough Robb had spilled his seed within her and Shiera smiled upon his smile as well. She looked at the little bit of sweat on his forehead that made his curls stick to his face and his chest that rose and fell in a pattern.
Shiera moved close to him letting her head rest of his chest. Robb had put an arm around her pulling her closer. Shiera moved her hand around his chest feeling the scars that marked his body. She stopped at one near his chest. "Is this from the red wedding?"
"It was. Arrows." Replied Robb as he kissed her forehead.
"You have so many scars." Remarked Shiera as she started to kiss couple of them.
"Many battles, many scars."
Shiera snaked one hand down Robb's torso and gripped his limp cock. Robb had stopped her stepping our of their bed and grabbing a piece of cloth. He poured some water on the cloth wiping the little bit on blood from his cock and walked towards Shiera. She parted her thighs for him with a smirk that made Robb smile too. Robb wiped off the fresh blood and what was left of his seed on her thighs before he threw the cloth on the floor and joined Shiera in bed once again.
Shiera pulled him in another kiss and began to stroke his cock again. "My strong wolf." She mumbled as she kissed his neck. "Do I please you, your grace?" Robb kissed her in response as Shiera was put on top of Robb. Se ignored the ache between her legs so she could cater to her husband. Her wedding night in Shiera's eyes was meant to please Robb and him alone. Shiera placed herself near Robb's cock and grinded her hips against him. She got on her knees grabbing his cock in her hands rubbing the tip against her folds. "Your my wolf aren't you?" Robb pushed himself up to kiss Shiera fully on the mouth.
She sunk down on him letting her hips go back a forth a little bit. Robb laid back down enjoying the sight of Shiera bouncing up and down on his cock. Her braid had began to become undone and Robb watched as she threw her head back a couple of times in complete pleasure. Robb let one hand rest on her waist, sometimes gripping too hard for Shiera, but it had made everything so much better, and the other went to reach her one of breasts watching the other bounce up and down. "Help me Robb." Moaned Shiera.
Robb pulled out of her as he got up from the bed positioning her on all fours in front of him. Robb stroked himself a couple of times before entering her from behind. Shiera once again cried out in pleasure gripping the sheets beneath her. Robb grabbed her arms pulling her towards his chest as one hand snaked to between her legs and the other went to one of her breasts. Robb continued to thrust into her harder and harder. Shiera let out one last cry as Robb spilled his seed within her. He grabbed her face giving her a sloppy kiss and pulled out of her. Shiera laughed as she let her body hit the bed and Robb laid back down next to her.
Shiera pulled herself up and placed herself in Robb's arms once again. Their legs tangled with each other as they gave slow kisses to each other. Shiera kissed his chest as she began to play with the small curls on his chest that made it's way down past the sheets that rested on Robb's lower waist. She had pulled some of the hairs causing Robb to groan in a bit of pain.
"Do you ever shave your chest?" Asked Shiera as she continued to mess with the hairs.
"No. Do you want me to?"
"No. Don't shave your bread. I think you'd be very handsome if you didn't shave." Replied Shiera as she touched his cheek. Robb grabbed her hand kissing her hand before letting it rest of his chest.
"Are you sad that your family will be leaving so soon?"
"Yes. I've spent every day of my life with my mother and sisters. I don't know what I do without them, but I'm glad Sanya will be staying."
"She won't. I've arranged for her to go back to Harrenhal with your sister and mother."
"What? Why? Why isn't Sanya staying with me?" Asked Shiera as she pulled away from Robb's grip. She pulled the sheets over in chest in anger.
"I don't need to tell you a reason behind everything I do." Argued Robb.
"What happened to us being equal?" Asked Shiera as she punched him in the chest.
Robb sighed trying to bring her into his arms but she had resisted. "Winterfell is not good for your sister. She will be going to Dorne very soon to marry Lord Dayne. Do you think going from snow all day to sun all day is good?"
"I don't care I want her here with me Robb."
"No. I've made my decision she will leave in the morning. Your other sister will leave for Torrhen's Square the same time." Explained Robb.
Shiera punched him in his chest one last time before laying back down. She brought the covers over her chest and went to the far side of the bed. Shiera faced away from, but Robb had moved closer to her. He gently grabbed her face as he kissed her on the lips. She groaned in his mouth pulling away from him and continued to face away from him. Robb smiled at her attempt to be mad at him before putting his arm around her as he placed light kisses on her naked shoulder. Shiera couldn't bring it in herself to pull away from her husband or tell him to stop.
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