Closed Starter for @escxpethenight (Robb and Margaery)
Robb had never been particularly interested in scholarship, not the way Maester Luwin had been back in Winterfell, always rattling on about his books even when the children were clearly bored out of their minds. It had been Master Luwin, too, who had taught the Stark children the many houses of Westeros, made them memorize their words and their banners, drilling them on whose rivers belonged to whom, and who had control over the crossings and the mountains. Such memorization had come in useful to Robb during his siege of the southern lands in the war against the Lannisters, but he had had no plans to step foot in a university, no matter how skilled he had heard the school was in King's Landing. Yet, it seemed prudent now to learn where he was and how he had come to be here, and so he had found his way into Naporia University. Wandering this island all day had been enough to tell him that he could not force his way off this island with a sword. He needed information, to develop a strategy.
He'd waited just outside the first class he saw in session, taking in the lesson from outside the hall, then approached the professor as the room emptied. "My lady," he said with a polite nod of his head. "Could I steal a minute of your time?"
