I did a little editing, for example the spelling of the oc's name. Also in case you're wondering, the story won't follow GOT storyline.

Chapter 9

3 days later

"Theon," Robb greeted his friend who had just returned to the camp after a very successful mission. Robb had sent him and a group of other men hijacking weapons that had been on their way to the Lannister army.

"Your Grace," Theon replied grinning. "Is it true? Did you capture another Lannister while I was gone?"

"Yes, it's true," Robb stated, trying his best to sound careless.

"So, where is she?"

"In my tent."

Theon's grin grew wider.

"Really? Having a little fun with the enemy, are we?"

"No," Robb snorted. "My tent simply happens to be the safest place for her in this camp."

"Oh, I see. Is she pretty?"

Robb rolled his eyes.

"I don't know."

"Is she ugly then?"

"No, she's a normal looking young woman, that's all."

"Alright. How about you introduce me to her then."

For some reason Robb hesitated. He really wasn't sure why. The girl hadn't caused him any trouble, on the contrary. She was an excellent cupbearer and she hadn't complained about anything. She had settled for the modest clothes he had arranged for her and even thanked him. If he wouldn't have known better, he would have never believed that she was a Lannister. Yet there was something about her… He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Come on, could you at least offer me something to drink?" Theon complained. "I'm parched."

"Sure," Robb replied smiling. "Come on then."

They headed to Robb's tent, followed by Grey Wind. Serafina was sitting on the ground, but she stood up immediately as they entered the tent.

"Your Grace," she said quietly and curtsied. She was wearing a modest light green dress, her hair was braided behind her head in a single long plait and she was in chains. Perhaps she hadn't caused him any trouble yet, but better safe than sorry. Robb wasn't foolish enough to trust her, no matter how harmless she seemed to be. How petite and helpless…

No, he needed to stop this. She was his prisoner, but he wasn't a savage. Yet he had to admit that the darkest part of him felt strange satisfaction knowing that she was completely at his mercy. That part felt powerful seeing her like this. It wanted to show her his power first hand. Then there was his rational part that was nothing but ashamed by such feelings. A Lannister or not, but she was a woman. A young woman. An untouched woman.

"Well, isn't she a pretty one," Theon hummed smirking. "Hello, sweetness."

"Hello," she replied, keeping her eyes down.

"We would like to have some wine," Robb stated as he made his way to the table. Theon sat down opposite him and chuckled as Serafina poured them wine.

"You have a Lannister serving you? Not bad, if you don't mind drinking spit."

"I wouldn't do such a thing," Serafina stated calmly.

Theon smiled as he observed her.

"So, is she a good servant? Does she satisfy all your… needs?"

"Enough, Theon," Robb stated. If he wasn't mistaken, Serafina tensed slightly.

"I was just wondering if I could borrow her sometimes," Theon continued.

"No, you can't," Robb huffed and glanced at Serafina. Her eyes were still down, but she was definitely tense. He found himself wondering what she was thinking. Was she scared? Humiliated? Angry? That was the thing, he couldn't tell. Now when he thought about it, he could hardly ever tell what was going through her mind.

She knew how to tell him what he wanted to hear and play the part of his obedient little servant, but now he realized that he didn't really know anything about her. Theon was making more nasty comments and Robb didn't tell him to stop. Instead he observed Serafina, expecting to see some kind of reaction. She didn't give him one; she simply stood there and calmly listened to all the words that would have offended any lady.

"I think I'll go to my tent now and get changed," Theon said after a while and smirked at Serafina. "I hope to see you again soon, sweetness."

Serafina stayed beside the table and poured Robb more wine.

"Thank you," he stated.

"You are welcome, Your Grace."

"Did he scare you?" Robb continued after a moment of silence. He had to admit that he was curious to hear her answer.

"Yes, Your Grace," she replied in a small voice.

That was what her mouth said, but she didn't seem scared. Her face was completely blank. They were both quiet for a moment until she suddenly knelt before him. He raised an eyebrow.

"What are you doing?"

"You have had a long day, Your Grace," she replied softly. "Please allow me to serve you."

He was too surprised to say anything as she removed his boots and laid his feet in her lap. She pressed the pads of her thumbs into his skin and massaged down all the way of one of his feet before switching to the other one. At first he was completely stunned, but soon he couldn't help but to enjoy her touch. She had magic fingers, he let out a sigh as his muscles tightened and then relaxed in blissful release.

It took a moment before the obvious question crossed his mind. Why was she doing this? Did it have something to do with Theon? Maybe she thought was Robb was really going to "borrow" her to him. Was this her way of asking for protection? He should tell her to stop. Yet he didn't. The vilest part of him was humming with satisfaction. It wanted to see just how obedient she was. How far he would be able to control her. No. That wasn't him.

"Thank you, my lady," he stated as calmly as he could and stood up.

She stood up as well and curtsied.

"You are welcome, Your Grace. Shall I prepare your bed?"

"Yes, thank you," he murmured and put his boots back on. He needed to get out of here. Grey Wind followed him and let out a howl when they were outside.

"Don't look at me like that," Robb murmured. "I wouldn't… I haven't… I won't."

He had never before had this kind of thoughts, that wasn't who he was. What was it about the damn girl? Making her to sleep in his bed had certainly been a horrible idea. For so many times he had almost reached out and touched her. He really wanted to touch her. What the seven hells was wrong with him?