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Later that night, Raenera sat in the chamber that she would share with Robb in Riverrun. She was dressed in her nightdress. Her dark hair hung down her back. In her hands was the scroll that Maester Davith had given her earlier this evening. She was still debating what to do. She broke the seal. She quickly read the words; tears well up in her eyes when she realized that not only were the Boltons going to betray them but the Freys as well. She was going burn them to ground, along with Tywin Lannister for trying to orchestrate this plan. If she was had to do it root to stem she would.
Now, she had to figure out how she was going address this. Roose Bolton was one Robb's best commanders to outright murder him for treason which this would be would end well. But at the same time, she could let this treason spread. Before, reading this she spoke to Roose's men trying to find out if he knew anyone in capital. But now reading it she knew she would have to tell Robb. She didn't need him to louse his head over this which would likely happen.
Robb walked in taking in Rae sitting on the bed reading piece of paper. She had tears in her eyes. He came over to her wrapping his arm around her. He kissed her forehead trying to comfort her. She turned looked at him as he got off the bed starting to strip down.
"Robb, we have to talk."
"If it is about the war Rae; tonight I just want to hold you and imagine us back in Winterfell with no war. I already learned of my uncle loss of The Mountain. I lost my grandfather and I just want to think about our family. The war can wait" Robb stated pulling the tunic he was wearing over his head.
Raenera stood up with the letter in her hands placing it in her trunk. He sat down on chair started to pull off his boots. Robb left Loras Tyrell in charge of Harrenhal with part of Tyrell soldiers.
"I saw you talking to Mace. What is his view on the marriage between your uncle and Lady Margaery?" Rae asked
Robb looked up at her. She leaned back against the bed. She wore a coy smile across her face. He stocked forward until he stood in-between her legs. He leaned down capturing her lips in a kiss.
"What part of no war talk don't you understand my love?"
"Edmure is our family and if Mace agreed Margaery would be family. It is family talk, not war."
"But also deals with war by never less he agreed" Robb started. Rae nodded her head. He removed the trace of her tears from her face. He leaned down kissing her softly. "I notice you left the feast for a time. Do you want to talk about it?"
"It's still too fresh. I know it been months since his passing. I can still see his face, the stones on his eyes as I stood there listening to well wishes and I'm sorry for your lost. In that moment I lost my father and only person in that city that I trusted completely. I was in a sea of strangers who all wanted something from me. And the lies behind their sorrow filled masks. I do not want that for you. I just needed some air. I figured I would check on Greywind and Starlight to see how they were settling in."
"I'm sure they were fine. Rae sweetheart, we won't face that. Tomorrow, his body will be loaded into a wooden boat with Tully banner. Brynden and I will push the boat down the river. We will come back on the dock were you, Mother, Sansa, Arya will be standing. Edmure will step forward with bow and arrow. Lighting the arrow on fire then firing it so it hit the boat lighting it ablaze. So no fake well wishes just this simple ceremony." Robb explained.
Raenera took his hands in her hands. She looked up at him with a smile. He smiled down at her. Then he leaned down and kissed her deeply. He pushed her backward onto the bed locking lips together. His hands went to either side of her supporting his weight so he did not crush her. She started to laugh as she pulled him down completely on top of her. He started to laugh and pepper her neck and face with kisses.
The next morning Raenera stood on the dock next to Sansa, Arya, and Catelyn. She was dress in a dark blue gown. The crowds of people were on round watching the funeral. Seeing the painted stones over his eyes was almost too much for her. She bowed her head for a moment composing herself. Arya squeezed her hand. She smiled down at Arya before nodding her head. Robb and Brynden wade into the water with the boat that housed Hoster Tully. Robb and Brynden sent the boat downstream before walking back on the dock. Robb came overtaking spot next to her. Arya moved to stand on the other side of Rae. Sansa stood on the other side of Robb between him and Catelyn. Brynden came stand next to Catelyn. Edmure stepped forward with a bow and arrows. He lite the first arrow on fire before pulling it back, not checking the wind or anything, and firing the arrow. It hit the water near the boat. Robb looked sideways towards his mother. Edmure let the second fly on fire. It hit the water too. Robb looked at Raenera for a moment biting lip. It was quickly followed by the third. After the third was fire. Brynden "Blackfish" step forward taking the bow from Edmure pushing him back. He took an arrow light it on fire. He looked at the wind before he drew back and let it fly. It hit the boat lighting it ablaze. He threw the bow back at Edmure before he stormed away. Robb took Raenera arm heading up after him.
Once back at the castle, Robb and Raenera parted ways. Raenera headed off with his sisters and his mother. Before, they parted Robb kissed her softly. She smiled bowing her head before she walked away chatting with Arya.
Robb stood looking over out on the Riverlands. Edmure stood not far behind him in sealed chamber. Brynden was in back by the wall pouring himself a drink.
"If I may, nephew, I encountered a situation with one of my lieutenants at the stone mill which may have some bearing" Edmure started.
"Why don't you shut your mouth about that damned mill? And don't call him "nephew." He is your king." Brynden stated moving forward at the end point at Robb.
"Robb knows I mean him…" Edmure started
"You're lucky I'm not your king. I wouldn't let you wave your blunders around like a victory flag" Brynden cut Edmure off.
"My blunder sent Tywin's mad dog back to Casterly Rock with his tail between his legs. I think King Robb understands we won't win, this war if he the only one winning any battles. No there is glory enough to go around" Edmure tried to argue.
"It's not about glory" Robb stated turning around. He looked at Edmure. Brynden back up. "Your instructions were to wait for him to come to you," Robb stated locking eyes with Edmure.
"I seized an opportunity" Edmure countered.
"What value was the mill?" Robb asked.
"The Mountain was garrisoned across the river from it," Edmure said.
"Is he there now?" Robb asked.
"No of course not. We took the fight to him. He could not withstand us." Edmure argued.
"I wanted to draw the Mountain into the west, into our country. Where we could surround him and kill him. I wanted him to chase us, which he would have done because he is a mad dog without a strategic thought in his head. I could have that head on a spike by now. Instead, I have mill" Robb growled moving forward towards Edmure.
"We took hostages. Willem and Martyn Lannister" Edmure said
Robb stepped forward. Edmure was looking for a way to turn this into a good thing. Brynden was getting another drink.
"Willem and Martyn Lannister are fourteen years old," Robb stated unimpressed.
"Martyn is fifteen, I believe" Brynden countered.
"Do you think Twyin will sue for peace, when he did not when I held his heir, now when we have his father's brother's great-grandsons?" Robb asked.
"No" Edmure stated
"How many men did you lose?" Robb asked.
"208 but for every man we lost the Lannister" Edmure started.
"We need our men more than Tywin need his" Robb yelled.
"I'm sorry I didn't know," Edmure said.
"You would have. Right here today at this gathering, if you have been patient." Robb stated.
"We seem to be running short of patience her," Brynden commented.
"You know who isn't?" Robb asked walking back to the window. He placed his one hand on the edge of it looking out the window. "Tywin Lannister" Robb finished.
Raenera sat on a bed in Maester Davith chamber. He had a glass to her bare stomach with his ear to it. She was dressed in a chemise. He looked up at with a smile. He moved away from her placing the glass back on the table. Before, he reached up help her to sit up.
"Congratulation your grace, you are without a doubt with child."
"Thanks, Maester Davith; I cannot wait to tell his grace."
Raenera ducted behind a dressing divider. She pulled her gown back on tying the side of gown closed. She had a huge smile on her face. Her hands traveled to her stomach cradling it with a look of pure joy and peace across her face.
"When do you plan to tell his grace?" Maester Davith asked.
"Tonight, before the feast," Raenera answered.
"You must be careful now, my queen, in your belly now holds the key to our future."
A few hours later, Raenera was walking across the courtyard. When the drawbridge was lower in rode Torrhen Karstark with a garrison of men and drag behind them was Theon Greyjoy. Torrhen Karstark slipped off his horse coming over to her. Word had reached Winterfell all of the North of Robb's marriage to Lord Umber niece, Raenera. He dropped to his knees before her.
"My Queen, Winterfell is King Robb again. I left Harald Karstark, my youngest brother to care for and watch over Rickon and Bran, who were found alive." Torrhen stated.
Roose Bolton and Lord Karstark came out to courtyard when the drawbridge closed. They looked at the bound and gagged Theon Greyjoy. Lord Karstark looked so proud to see his son kneeling before her.
"What do you want to be done with him, your Grace?" Roose Bolton asked coming forward taking Theon by his chains.
"Lord Rickard Karstark see that Theon is given strong cell and my husband knows of this capture and his brothers are once again safe within the walls of Winterfell. Lord Torrhen Karstark you and your men are welcome to bounty we have. Go bathe, for tonight we feast in your honor. Lord Bolton, a word please" Raenera ordered.
Raenera walked back into the castle .Roose looked between Lord Karstark and her. He quickly dropped Theon chains following after her. This bitch was unbelievable. He could not wait until she had her downfall. It could not come soon enough for his liking.
Raenera and Roose made their way onto the battlement of the castle. It overlooked the courtyard. They passed Ser Jaime on their way. Once the door was shut those closing it to just her and him.
"My queen what can I do for you?" Roose asked.
"Tell me Lord Bolton do you know anyone in the capital?" Raenera asked sweetly looking out on the courtyard.
"No, your grace" Roose answered automatically
"Then explain to me, how you receive a letter from Kings Landing?" Raenera asked turning to face him.
"I have never received such a letter your grace" Roose tried.
Raenera pulled the letter addressed to him that she received yesterday. Along with others that maids had recovered for her they were laying out in plain sight. Roose eyes went wide as he saw the letters.
"Don't lie to me Lord Bolton it will not end for you. I know what you have done. I know what you planning to do. I have enough now to have you arrested for treason. I could have you burnt alive like your bastard son tried to do to me. To show my enemies what dragons do to those who betray us? "
"You cannot"
"I am Queen in the North. Are you or are you not a Northern Lord, Lord Bolton?"
Roose glared at her. They stared at each other for long time. Neither one of them blinking her lips were pursed. He could see that fire that was behind her eyes. She made her way toward the door to order one of the men to take him into taking him back to a cell to wait Robb's judgment. Roose caught her arm at that moment leaving the door open. He pulled a dagger out held it to her throat. She let an out a scream. She started to struggle to get out of his hold as he pushed her towards the edge. Her eyes landed on the courtyard below them. Brynden "Blackfish" Tully was seeing to the last of horses when he looked up seeing her with a dagger to her throat. He quickly took off heading for that part of the castle.
"One movement bitch and I can end it all. Any last words before I end you."Roose taunted in her ear.
Suddenly she was pushed forward by a force. The dragger left her neck. She was able to catch herself before she fell on her belly or over the edge. She turned to see who saved her. Her eyes saw Jaime to who had Roose stabbed through the back his sword still embedded in his body. Roose's eyes went wide staring at her as blood came out of his mouth. A long silence play between them neither of them knew what to say. They both knew in that moment something major had changed.