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Chapter 23: Tear us apart or bring us together.
Robb's p.o.v
The first thing he learned upon arriving back at camp was that his sister was missing and his wife had sent men to go get her. He was infuriated that Joffrey had managed to take his sister from him, but he was proud the Lyrina had stepped up in his absence. He did not expect her of all people to command his men to go get his sister, she was getting stronger and he liked it. He had been gone from camp for days, and he needed rest but first he had other matters to attend to. He had not made it far into camp before he was stopped by Lord Bolton, the man informed him that his wife had the King Slayer brought into their tent a few days earlier. After speaking to him Gendry too stopped Robb, telling him it was important he speak to Lyrina.
Every step he took toward his tent someone new stopped him with words about his wife. He was gone for a few days and it seemed like his wounded wife had caused quite a stir. The healers stopped him to inform him they she refused milk of the poppy, which he wasn't surprised by. Lyrina was stubborn, and if she did not want something she would not take it. A few of his men had even stopped him to inform him that she had suddenly taken a very big interest in the war, and they were concerned. His concern rose as well, last they had spoken of the war was when she first arrived, she had been the one to tell him she wanted no part in it. It seemed to him things had changed.
When he entered his tent Robb stopped in his tracks, Lyrina was standing next to an iron tub completely naked. He stood there staring at her from behind while she wrung her hair out over a bucket. Being as quiet as he could, Robb crept up behind his wife. He placed his hands on her hips and laid his head upon her shoulder.
"Robb Stark." He laughed at her tone before he slowly kissed her neck.
She made no move to push him away and he took it as an invitation to continue. He pulled her body back against him, before he ran his hands up her sides. She sighed in contentment and leaned back against him.
"What are you doing?" Her voice was soft.
"Touching my wife."
His hands left her side as he grazed his fingers just below her breasts. He felt her shiver at his touch and Robb smiled against her neck, he was glad she was enjoying it as much as he was. He felt his cock twitch as he ran his hands gently up across her breasts.
"Robb.." His name left her mouth more as a gasp than anything else.
"Yes, love." He let his hands rest on her breasts, feeling her soft skin beneath his rough hands.
"We are teasing ourselves, the healer told me I can't do anything too rigorous for another few weeks."
He did not care if he was teasing himself, he had not gotten to touch her. Robb had thought of seeing her naked for months, he thought of feeling her beneath him for years and he was going to so at least on of those things. He gently squeezed her breasts in his hands, not wishing to be too bold, she let out a quiet sound that made him twitch. She squirmed her body against his as he continued to gently grope the mounds of flesh in his hands.
"We have things to talk about, husband."
"I know, wife." He sighed before slowly releasing her from his grasp.
He did not wish to stop touching her, he wanted nothing more than to keep her in their bed for days just so he could touch her. But he knew she was right, there were many things he had heard that needed to be discussed. He let out a groan when she turned around to look at him, he could not even look at her face. He let his eyes wander down her naked body, his self control was taking a hit as she stood there.
"If we are going to talk, as much as it pains me to say, you need cover yourself. Or it won't matter what some healer said." He watched her smile, as she grabbed her robe to cover herself.
The scars on her thighs had caught his attention but he was not going to let them win. He knew Joffrey wanted Robb to obsess over them, he wanted Robb to feel something when he saw them. The only thing he thought when he saw his wife naked was how beautiful she was.
Robb took a seat on his bed only to have Lyrina plant herself in his lap. His cock twitched once more as she sat down, he knew she was naked beneath the robe, and she was not making things easy for him. In his head he wondered if this was his punishment for leaving her to go fight, he would not put it past her but it was torture.
"My dear wife, I have been approached by quite a few people about your activities while I was away." He wrapped his arms around her waist as they sat.
"Was it Roose Bolton? He is just made because I asked to see the maps."
"Why do you wish to see the maps, love? Last we spoke of the war you wanted nothing to do with it."
"Things have changed. You were not here, Sansa was kidnapped, someone had to do something."
He had never heard her speak with such conviction about battle, or war before. She steered away from it. He knew she did not want to be his queen, he knew she preferred to stay out of it because of her family.
"What else has changed?"
"I can't be my mother's daughter, or a sister to my brother and I can't be their princess while trying to be your queen. I can't be pretend to be both, and my brother has made it clear whether or not I become a traitor he will not let me stay. So I decided that, I want to be your queen whatever that means. If it means I give up my brother Tommen and sister, Myrcella then I will. I want to fight this war for you and for your people." She looked at him with a strong face but sad eyes.
Robb knew Lyrina did not want to give up on her younger siblings but he knew what it meant for her to say it. She was going to accept that she could never go back to her family, that she no longer was going to allow them to have a claim to her.
"I know the truth Robb, and I am sorry that I didn't listen when your father told me. I was foolish for thinking my mother was not sick enough to sleep with the King Slayer. I should have believed you, I am sorry." He put his finger to her lips to silence her.
"It is okay love, I know you learned about the truth weeks ago."
"Theon." She said his name like a curse.
"We will discuss you and your uncle in a moment, but continue."
"I know I am the heir, and I don't want the throne, you don't want the throne. I fear the north will never be free as long as someone my mother controls sits on the throne. We can do it, we can take the throne using my claim and we can rule the Seven Kingdoms."
Robb had given up the idea of claiming the Iron Throne when she got angry at him. He was not going to use her to gain control against her will, but if she wanted to try, if she wanted to fight for it then he would. He shared her fear, that no matter who sat upon the throne the north would never be as free as they wished.
"We will discuss it with my bannermen, love, and we will discuss in detail what it will mean for you to publicly take your claims against them."
"I know it isn't a decision we will make lightly, I just wanted you to know I fully support you."
Robb was shocked as she leaned in and kissed him without warning. He responded by taking her face in his hands kissing her back with desperation. She smile against his lips as they kissed, she was happy. He pulled away and smiled at her, he could get used to it.
"Next on the list of discussions, my fawn, is your blatant disregard for my feelings about Jaime Lannister."
"Okay, let's talk about that." She laughed, her blue eyes shining deviously. "The first time was only because I overheard you tell someone that he pushed Bran, so I had to know. Second time was more of a message to him and my whole family."
"A message, what kind of message?" He pulled her closer to him in his lap.
"Well that is going to deviate into a separate topic but I was mostly telling him that I was not going to let my family control me anymore, and that his son is a sadistic, incestuous, mad king."
Robb looked at Lyrina worried he had never heard her use the word incestuous when speaking of her brother, and he began to feel sick thinking of what Joffrey had done to her.
"Lyrina,is there something you need to tell me?" Concern rose inside his body, as well as his anger. If Joffrey touched her in a sexual way he would make the death worse.
He felt her get up and watched as she began to pace in front of him. She was nervous about what came next and he had no doubt it was about the scars. He worried they were something more sinister than just a warning to him, andknow he knew.
"This is hard because it was different saying these things to my uncle because they are partly his fault. My brother is mad, Robb, insane." She looked at him with a fear still lingering in her eyes. "He wants to own me, I think he has from the moment he found out who I was in Winterfell. I think he was angry that I was so close to you and Jon, I think it made him jealous and possessive."
He wanted to hug her but she needed to stand on her own. He could see the strength she was building and he could not break her strength down by holding her up.
"I made the deal to marry you by promising him the north." He knew that. "Like everything else that wasn't enough for him, he had to have something more. At first I didn't want to agree to anything else, but when he threatened your sister I couldn't tell him no. So I paid the price, the price of seeing you, of marrying you and of everything I wanted."
He wished she hadn't had to pay a price, he wished he could have swept into Kings Landing and saved her. He couldn't and now Joffrey had his sister once more, he would need to save Sasna who was now alone there.
"He would make me lay in his bed at night, naked. I was used to him coming into my room at night to sleep, but this was different. I argued the first time, but like I said when he would threaten Sansa, or someone else I would listen. He would take a dagger and cut my skin in various places, saving the deep ones for my thighs."
He saw her shaking as she told him, her fear coming back to her. He smiled at her, trying to encourage to keep going strong but his own anger was burning him. Joffrey was sick.
"He wanted to make sure you knew that I belonged to him. He wanted both of us to have a constant reminder that I was not just your wife, I was his property."
"You belong to no one, my fawn." She just nodded to him.
"I thought that was the worst for a while, until I realized that when he threatened to take my maidenhood, or when he kissed me and touched my body it was not just another way of taunting me. He did it because in his head there must have been incestuous thoughts, and it makes me sick. I thought he did it as some sort of control or torture but I wonder now."
Robb stood from the bed and took her in his arms. He held her as she began to cry softly against his shoulder. He was going to burn the Lannister family to the ground, he would expose them for what they were.
"No one ever said anything, Robb, I feel like my mother knew, the maids knew his sheets were covered in blood and his guard would hear me cry out. Everyone knew and no one did a thing to stop him."
"I will burn the city to the ground for you."
"All I want is for everyone in the Seven Kingdoms to know what they are."
"They will ,love, they will."
He just held her in his arms, careful not to squeeze her too tight. He did not want to let her go, the anger inside him was too much.
"I will kill him." He ground the words out of his mouth as she cried against him softly.
"Not if I do it first."
Without warning her Robb picked her up in his arms, carrying her to their bed. It was late enough when he got in, and he wanted her to rest. She told him more than he had thought she would. He thought the war was going to tear them apart he never expected it to bring them closer together. Once she was in bed he looked down on her, he wanted nothing more than to crawl in beside her but he had matters to attend to.
"Rest, I will back soon, I promise."
"You better, I am sick of sleeping alone." He real did not want to leave her, he could see the look on her face begging him to stay.
"I will be back before you know it."
He left her alone feeling disgusted. He knew her mother slept with her own brother but never did he think Joffrey would threaten Lyrina in that manner. Robb knew that Lyrina loved him, and that she would never even think of Joffrey in such a light. He worried for her, he worried how the scars her brother caused not only physcially but emotionally would effect her down the road.
He was going to see his mother and sister, he needed to check on Arya. He needed to know what had happened, he needed to know how she made it back to camp without Sansa. He worried for Sansa but he was so grateful to have one of his sisters. Before he could get there he was stopped by Gendry again, the boy asking him to speak in private.
"Your sister is going to be the death of me, Gendry." The two men were walking through the small forest when Robb spoke.
"I cann see it, but your sister will kill me as well."
"Is Arya causing you trouble? She and Lyrina always seemed to be causing trouble at the same time."
Robb thought back to the days of Winterfell where his sister and Lyrina would plan to run away, to escape the life they were living. He always thought Lyrina was placating the girl, before he found out she was a runaway princess, he knew now those weren't just words to placate Arya. Lyrina would have traveled the whole world with Arya if they could have.
"She has gone through a lot, and with the recent events, she has been very on edge."
"I was on my way to see her when you pulled me away."
"I thought as much, but she asked me to talk to you about what happened."
Robb wondered why Arya would rather go through Gendry than tell him herself. Was she afraid he would be angry with her for Sansa getting caught? He could never blame Arya, or anyone else, for what Joffrey did. Joffrey had no idea that every little thing he did against the Stark family and the north was just another sword that was ready to slice through him.
"It was fifty men against the ten you sent, they killed Lady and all the men. Sansa told Arya to run before anyone attacked, she said there was no way for the two of them to escape and Arya had to come warn you. Arya ran right into the hound, she thought he would kill her but he let her go and told her that he would look after Sansa."
"I don't trust the hound, we have reason to believe he was the one who told the Lannister's of the wedding."
"I agree with you but he did save Arya and he saved Lyrina in Kings Landing."
Robb had almost forgotten that an assassin had come to kill her, she never brought it up and he never wanted to bring the memory back to her. She was getting stronger and he did not wish to bring up the past for her.
"I am still unclear of what happened to Lyrina, in terms of that assassin."
"We talked about it while you were away, the man apparently was sent by her uncle Renly but she refused to believe such. The hound told her it could have been her uncle's allies the Tyrells."
Robb did not like thinking about people trying to kill Lyrina. She didn't even want the crown back then. What would happen now that she was going to take her claim? Would her family try to kill her so she couldn't? He feared for her.
"All I know is she is safe for now and so is Arya, we need to focus on getting Sansa back."
Gendry walked with him as they spoke of a plan. The men Lyrina had sent after Sansa had yet to return and if they did not come back with his sister they would need a back up plan. They would need some other way to get to Sansa, and he knew the King Slayer may be the key. If he gave the queen back her precious lover maybe he would get his sister back once again. They spoke of who they could get to side with them, they spoke of everything they could. Gendry told Robb back ways into the city, and he said Arya could find Robb a back way into the dungeons. He would get his sister back the no matter the cost.
By the time he finished speaking with Gendry it was even later, and he knew his mother would be fast asleep. So Robb took to walking around the camp, he would have to check in on the war front soon enough. He would have to discuss Lyrina's impending involvement with his men, even if he was becoming unsure of it himself. If she became an open, willing candidate for his side he worried what her family would do. Would her brother harm Sansa because of what Lyrina was doing? He worried that Joffrey would once again send people to take Lyrina away, or worse to kill her. He put nothing past the bastard king, but he could not tell her not to claim her right as heir. He may need her in the coming months, if no one else was coming to his side alone. With Lyrina he could gain the support of most of the Seven Kingdoms, she was the rightful heir.
Robb needed to decide if winning the freedom for the north was more important than the life of the woman he loved, if winning the war was worth possibly losing his sister to the people who killed his father.