Sorry it's been so long! Writer's block and trying to make this chapter better. In all honesty- I just want them to get together but I feel like it'll be way to quick so I'm trying to pace it a bit.

Anyway- enjoy chapter 5!

Morning rose over Winterfell and Clara woke from her slumber only remembering one thing. Robb was asleep, fully dressed beside her. He was sleeping soundly. He had been comforting her again. She refused to cry, but she felt an overwhelming sense of sadness. She hoped that the Doctor would come back but she wasn't sure.
"Robb..." She whispered, as she stared at his sleeping form. One arm, his left, was tucked under his head, while the right was rested on the other's elbow. His curls were askew, all over his forehead and Clara smiled, because he was sleeping so soundly. She wondered secretly how much sleep he got most of the time. She guessed not a lot. She looked at his closed eyes, moving under their lids. She wondered if he was dreaming. She looked around and wondered if he slept a lot.
She looked at Robb's curls, and the way they touched his forehead perfectly, and the way he had a lighter curl around the left side. She noticed that his eyes were fluttering softly. She rested her head back down and mimicked the way he was lying. She was wondering if, 4 days on, she should be feeling a slight crush towards him. But she supposed it was just a crush- nothing harmful... completely harmless, in fact.

She woke from a quick doze an hour later according to her hidden watch that she kept inside her sleeve. She noticed that Robb was no longer there. She saw the dent in the bed that he had vacated.
She stood up, wrenching the door open and wincing at the bright light coming from the large castle window. She saw Robb talking with his mother. He looked towards her end of the corridor and smiled.
"Oh! Clara! I've got something to tell you!" He said. There was a hint of annoyance in his tone but he was nevertheless happy to see her. She smiled as he walked up.
"The Tyrells of Highgarden and Lady Margaery's husband are visiting today, and I wondered whether you wanted to be present to meet them?" He asked, smiling softly. She nodded, also smiling.
"Yes. I'd love to meet them." She replied, shivering. She looked down at something in Robb's hands, he looked down.
"Oh. I had this made. It's your furs..." He blushed slight as Clara took it. It was just her size and just the right weight for her. She pulled it over her body and clasped the two wolves together.
"Oh, I didn't know whether you wanted your house symbol or not, Lady Clara." He looked uncertain. "What is your house animal?" He asked.
"I'm very uncertain... I haven't really seen a house animal since I was small but I believe that it was a..." She thought about it, thinking of her favourite animal. "A badger?" She said, looking at Robb. He smiled.
"I will get them to make two badger clasps for you, Lady Clara." He smiled and offered her his arm. She took it softly and looked at him.
"You don't need to. I'm happy with the wolves. They're very cute." She smiled, looking at the gold clasps that she noticed were different to his snarling clasps- she supposed hers were full length wolves.
"Cute? What does that mean?" He asked, looking down at her. She looked up trying to think of a quick and efficient way of defining the word.
"It means they look beautiful. Very... intricate." She covered. He nodded, understanding. He stopped and ran his fingers over her clasps, now noticing hers were different to his house wolf. He smiled and supposed she was different, she should have a different emblem while she was here- even if it was not her house emblem. She smiled and watched him as he examined them.
"Then you must be unbelievably... cute..." He smiled, noticing that her hair had come loose. He tucked it behind her ear. "Anyway..." He cleared his throat. "Should we go and get you a new dress, My Lady?" He asked. She nodded.

A few hours later, Clara was stood next to Robb and his sister Arya as they looked over the lands that the Starks possessed. Robb looked down at her as she had her eyes closed, taking in the fresh air. She imagined that she was at home for a second, in the playground, with the kids screaming in joy. She smiled and opened her eyes. She was in a quiet place.
She suddenly became aware of two eyes peering down at her and she turned to her left, where Robb was stood, looking at her. She smiled up at him and they looked out. She tried to hide the blush that graced her face, but she couldn't. In the distance, there was the sound of trumpets as two figures rode up on horseback, followed by guards and a carriage. The woman dismounted along with the man, and then behind them, an armoured man with frizzy hair dismounted. The man at the front seemed to have a crown and he walked up to Rob and Catelyn Stark.
"My Lord Baratheon, a pleasure to have you here in our humble grounds, we trust your battle is waging well?" Robb asked, and Clara looked at him in confusion. Robb was knelt, as was Catelyn and Arya and all the guards. "Clara... get down..." Robb whispered softly. She knelt slowly, looking at Robb.
"Who is he?" She asked, looking at him as she knelt too. Catelyn looked over at Clara and blinked. She was beautiful. Robb should keep an eye on her for fear of the Highgarden guards.
"This girl, who is she, Stark?" Baratheon demanded. Robb looked up at him. Clara looked up too. Baratheon had his brow raised, hand on the hilt of his sword.
"She is Lady Clara of Blackpool Tower, My Lord Baratheon. She was unconscious with her friend when I found her. Her friend is... gone. He has gone..." He shared, Clara shivered, despite the warmth of her new cloak.
"Gone where? I expected everyone on grounds to be here tonight, Stark." He said, an air of dismissal in his voice.
"He has gone..." Robb thought. "To King's Landing. He wants a boat to get Lady Clara home." He lied quickly. Clara swallowed. She looked up at him.
"Stand, girl." Baratheon commanded. She looked to Robb, who nodded. "Quickly!" He demanded. She stood quickly, in her ruby red and gold dress. He pulled her away from where she was stood and circled her, looking her over. "Pretty." He commented. She clenched her fists. She didn't want to be judged by an arrogant pig. "But I bet there isn't much intelligence there, is there Stark?" Clara scowled. He noticed. "Is she your wife- to- be?" He asked, looking down on Robb. Clara bit her lip and looked over at Robb. Baratheon let her go.
"I asked you a question, STARK!" He shouted. Clara dropped to her knees and he whispered.
"If I say no, he'll let anything happen to you." He explained. Clara nodded and smiled.
"Yes, she is, My Lord Baratheon." He said, calmly. Baratheon nodded. He turned to face his cavalry.
"There is no bedding for my men tonight then!" He shouted. The men booed and hissed.
Robb whispered in her ear softly, "Sorry..." He looked over to her and she nodded.
"Not your fault. You've helped me..." She explained.

That night, she walked into her room, unclasping her furs and laying them over a wooden chair. She laid down on her bed softly as a knock sounded, outside her door.
"Clara?" Robb's hushed voice sounded. She sat up abruptly. She felt the timidness in his voice and she stood up, minding the cold and she opened the door, seeing Robb stood there.
"What is it?" She asked, blinking softly at him. He smiled and kissed her cheek softly, mindful that Baratheon was stood some feet away. He looked at her. She blushed softly.
"Thank you. For today. You helped a great deal." He said softly. She looked down and knew that it was just an act for Baratheon. She felt silly. She placed her hand on his cheek and kissed it, as a mutual sign for Baratheon to see.
"Thank you, Robb. Goodnight." She turned to leave but she felt Robb's hand tug her back.
"No... really... thank you." He smiled happily. As she smiled back, he swallowed and let go of her hand. He hesitated, she noticed.
"Goodnight, Robb..." She said, sweetly before she entered her room and closed the door, resting her back softly on it. Little did she know Robb was still outside, his hand pressed against her door, as if he regretted letting her go back inside...

Sorry if you didn't like the chapter. R+R if you want them to get together in the next couple of chapters.

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