Chapter 13. EDDARD"S COUNCIL

Instead of sailing all the way back to White Harbor Tara had the crew sail up the river that feeds the trident. Robb had captured Jaime Lannister and had been named King in the North by his Banners. "Has there been any word from Tara?" Cat asks in Robb's tent.

"No none yet…"

"Do you think she is dead?"

Robb sighs, "I hope not."

"I should be heading home…"
Robb walks up to his mother, "You can't go home…at least not yet…"

"Why in heaven's not? Bran and Rickon need me!"

"I need you to go to Renly and speak on my behalf…"

"Why can't you send someone else?"

Robb grabs her arms, "You are the only one I can trust with this…I can't take King's Landing without a fleet…"

"You have one sitting in White Harbor…"

Robb sighs, "And not enough men to crew the ships! Besides with Renly on our side I won't have to risk anymore Northerners…"

Catelyn shakes her head, "Alright! I will go…"

"I want your advise on another matter…I was thinking of sending Theon to speak with his father…He has two hundred ships we can use him as an ally."

Cat shakes her head, "You cannot trust Balon Greyjoy…"

"I am not trusting Balon Greyjoy I trusting Theon…"

"Who is a boy in many ways." Cat places her hand on his cheek, "I know you think of Theon as your brother…but he is not ready. He has a lot more growing up to do."

They discuss other things then Robb hugs his mother goodbye. Robb decides to wait one more day before breaking camp when a man enters his tent. "My lord Tara Clegane is approaching!" He says in excitement. Robb has his horse saddled and rides out to meet Tara. "Father!" Robb says when he lays eyes on Eddard Stark.

"TARA! TARA! TARA!" Every man shouts as they ride back into camp with Eddard and Sansa Stark.

Great Jon Umber walks up to Tara, "I'll say this about you Lady Clegane. You got the biggest balls in the North."

Tara interlocks arms with him, "And don't you forget it!"

Riders are sent after Catelyn to bring her back to camp. "Ned!" she cries entering the tent and runs into Eddard's arms.

"Everyone out give my parents some privacy."

After an hour Robb returns, "Your mother tells me they named you King in the North!"

"The King in the North!" Catelyn repeats with a bit of pride.

"Prince!" Robb corrects, "Now that father is here."

Ned shakes his head, "My time is over. The banners named you King my son and King in the North you shall be."

Robb smiles, "As long as you are breathing I will always need your wisdom and guidance."

Ned sighs, "You wish to negotiate with Renly Baratheon." Eddard says in concern.

"Aye! The banners of the Stormlands all flocked to him."

"He claims to be King over Stannis." Cat adds.

Eddard shakes his head, "Its not right son. I know I taught you better than that."

"You did father! But you also taught me to be practical. Renly has more men and the Tyrells are supporting his claim to the Iron throne."

Ned sits back and takes a drink from his cup, "Stannis has no male heirs." He looks at Catelyn, "Go to Renly but advise him to bend the knee to Renly on the condition that Stannis name him his heir… I hear congratulations are in order."

Robb nods, "I did what I thought necessary to defeat the enemy. It worked I captured Jaime Lannister."

"Yes but Walder Frey! I had hoped you find much better in regards to in-laws."

Catelyn stayed in camp with her husband that day and left for the Stormlands the next day. Robb broke camp after his mother left and lead his forces towards Raventree Hall where Kevin Lannister was encamped with 18,000 men.

Gendry was hard at work sharpening swords for the Northern forces as he was the best Black Smith in Robb's army. "You must be Gendry!" Gendry looks up and finds Eddard Stark at his tent.

"Yes my lord!"

"This is fine work…"

"Thank you sir…"

Eddard takes a seat on a wooden horse, "When you were in King's Landing did you get a visit from the old Hand of the King?"

"Yes I did…"

"What did he ask you?"

"He asked me about my mother and if I knew who my father is…"

"And do you?"

"No sir I do not…"

Eddard looks at the bull's head helmet, "Fine craftsmanship!"

"Thank you my lord."