AN: Welcome back to another chapter of the War of Westeros! We left off with Bart, and you can already probably guess how the chapters are going to go! I'll just switch to a perspective that is most needed, which seems to be the case in the actual books. Speaking of the books,

I do not own Game of Thrones. I only own what I write.

Okay! Now that we have that out of the way, let's continue the story!

~Notor

Robb I

It was night time. The stars in the night sky were blocked by rain clouds, which were dropping down light rain. This rain fell upon Robb Stark's men as they made their way to the entrance of the Twins, to attend the wedding. Beside him, riding on a horse, was his love, Talisa. She noticed him looking at her, and she gave him a smile, one that warmed him in the inside. He returned a smile, and looked to where the Twins loomed. Although Lord Walder Frey was a bit... Off the block, he held a lot of power due to being stationed at the Twins, one of the only crossing places of the river.

"Robb!" called a voice from behind him.

He turned around, looking to see the origin of the voice. He saw his mother, wrapped up in warm furs and a fluffy scarf, clothing meant for the North, not for a cool breeze like around here. But, Robb never questioned her. Perhaps she had never truly got the cold out of her bones when she married Eddard Stark as a Tully.

"What is it, mother?" he asked, looking back to the front. He still hadn't quite forgiven her for sending the Kingslayer away with her bodyguard.

His mother's horse trotted next to Robb's, which was when Robb looked at her, a scowl still on his face. His mother ignored the look and said,

"Robb, I don't quite... Trust the Freys.." she starts.

Robb scoffed, not letting his mother finish her sentence.

"I don't either mother, but what can we do? If we don't cross the Twins, we are going to get barraged by Lannister forces. We have to strike first, at Casterly Rock." he states.

At that, Catelyn stayed silent, riding alongside Robb. As they reached the Twins, a chill went through the party. Robb looked to his wife, who looked ahead at the building which sported House Frey banners. The stone pillars and buildings extended to the sky, stopping at a certain point. The torrents of the river sometimes brushed against the stone bridge, causing some river-spray to come up.

There were Frey guards on the outside, watching the Starks as they entered the Twins. Robb felt captured as he entered, and when the guards followed them, almost like a caged animal. He looked down on the left side of his horse, seeing his direwolf padding along next to him. In many aspects, they were very alike. Especially now, in this insecure state.

As the night got darker, and the rain started to fall more violently, the guards escorted them to cages and stables around the building, telling them to leave their horses and, in Robb's case, direwolf near the stables. At first, Robb thought of refusing, but realized that it would be extremely rude if he brought his pet in the wedding, so he left Grey Wind in one of the cages closest to the stables. Grey Wind started to protest by growling, but Robb calmed him down. Nothing was going to go wrong.

When Robb's party finished preparing and leaving their horses in the stbales, they entered the Twins, home of the Lord of the Crossing. The hall was giant, filled with tables lined with food, goblets that held mead, and so many chairs for the families of House Frey and Robb's whole party. At the end of the room, sitting at a sort of throne chair, was the Lord of House Frey himself, his wife standing next to him, no chair for her to sit on.

"Greetings, men of House Stark!" greeted the old man. "So glad you could join us to witness the joyous matrimony of my daughter and Lord Edmure Tully!"

The guards, squires, and men of House Frey all applauded, as did the men of House Stark. That was when Edmure Tully cautiously stepped out fom Robb's party, still keeping his regal composure. As he did so, Robb's party, the men of House Frey, and some high born lords took seats around the platform where Lord Edmure Tully was going to get wed. Soon enough, the wedding began.

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"Eddard." said Robb's wife.

Robb smiled. His wife was pregnant, and all was well. If it was a boy, it's name would be Eddard, after his heroic father. Who was... Murdered by the Lannisters, he added bitterly to his thoughts. He smiled again and hugs his wife, with her hugging back. The wedding was over, Edmure Tully and his wife carried off to finish the deed in the bedroom. The feast had now begun.

"Don't you want to teach little Ned Stark how to ride horses? I do." his wife whispers into his ear, making him chuckle.

Robb then saw Lord Frey shifting in his seat, about to say something. Robb leaned back from hugging his wife, standing to attention of Lord Frey.

"As lord of House Frey, I believe that I have greeted you with utmost compassion, King of the North! I have given you passage, and you gave me marriage! I believe this will be a great alliance between the Freys and the Starks! Cheers!"

And everyone cheered the words of Lord Frey, drinking and eating to fill their bellies. The next morning, Robb's party set off and crossed the Twins, along with some small supplies the Freys gave them. As they journeyed across the bridge, Robb looked to his wife and smiled, with her smiling back, and feeling her stomach. Lord Edmure Tully rode along in the back of the party, along with his wife. The wedding had gone on without a hitch, and with Robb's wife pregnant, there was a new heir to the King of the North. And now, they rode to Casterly Rock.

AN: Well! Guess who just changed history! Anyways, I'm glad there are positive reviews for this story! I love it that people actually enjoy this. Sorry if there are any typos in here, I try to rush out chapters for you guys to read. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you next time!

~Notor