#robbstarkangst

A/N: Ooof. The ending is kinda shitty. But this one was an interesting one to write. XD. I’m hoping to update much sooner than I did with this one after Part 7, but we’ll see how school goes. I have the basic outline all ready,so all I have to do is write it out. :) Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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Rest did not fall easily on me that night.

Despite being held close in Robb’s warm embrace as the hours of night faded away, the intensity of my fear of us being together made sleep an impossible reality. Instead of letting my eyes rest, even for a minute, I stared up into the ceiling praying that we would not have to get up from this bed and encounter the monster that waited before us: Catelyn Stark.

I could not even begin to imagine how awful today would be. The bitter resentment that would last between mother and son after this conversation would not be easily forgotten, and it was all because of me.  Everything wrong… was because of me.

The bed frame moved slightly as Robb began to stir, and I closed my eyes, hoping he didn’t notice that I was awake. But the soft touch of his hand on my waist attempting to pull me closer and the nuzzling of his face in the crook of my neck signified otherwise. “How long have you been awake?”

“Not too long.” I lied quietly, smiling as I felt his lips press gently against the skin of my neck before moving to press against mine. His Tully blue eyes gazed into mine for several moments, before he spoke again.

“You were restless the whole night.” Robb’s hand moved from my waist to cup my face gently. “I could feel it. What troubles you?”

“I think you know.” I whispered, the lump in my throat preventing the words leaving me lips any louder than they had. His eyes flashed with understanding and he sighed gently.

“You have nothing to fear anymore.”

“What if she sent out the letter?” I could feel myself beginning to tremble, and I bit my lip to hold back my tears.  “I am as good as dead. I-“

“Do not repeat those words ever again.” Robb’s voice was a gentle, but stern murmur as he gazed down at me.  “Remember what I promised you last night? I won’t let anyone take you away.”

“What if its out of your control?”  My eyelids fluttered shut as his scruff gently brushed against my face as his lips touched my forehead.

“I will do anything in my power to make sure that it will always be in my control.”  I opened my eyes to find his eyes locked on me, soft but serious at the same time. “I can’t afford to lose anymore people that I love. I couldn’t save my father, but I most definitely will keep my family, and especially you, safe and sound. And that is a promise.”

“I know you will, Robb Stark.” I whispered, my eyes watery with tears before leaning in to kiss him once more.  Before another word could be spoken, a harsh knock broke the two of us apart.

My heartbeat began to pick up, my mouth going dry and my hands starting to tremble once more. Robb kissed my forehead once more reassuringly before standing up and dressing in a appropriate manner before opening the door, to find no other than Catelyn Stark standing before us.

Her eyes immediately found mine, but to my surprise, I couldn’t find much anger or shock in her gaze. She pushed past Robb into the room, shutting the door behind her. I sat in the bed anxiously, my fingers clenching the bed sheets as I waited for her to speak.

“I can’t say I’m that surprised to see you here.” Catelyn’s voice was clipped, but calm, slight disgust on her face.  “I am just disappointed… especially in you, Robb.”

“That’s enough, Mother.” Robb interjected, his tone also calm but stern as well. “You cannot control her anymore.”

“Excuse me?”

“Y/N tells me of the letter you wrote to her family, telling that she ran to avoid marrying the other Lord  and found refuge here. The death sentence that you have used as motivation for her to follow your order to stay away from me.”

A slight smile cracked at the corners of her lips as she stared at me, and I couldn’t help but tense as she walked towards the bed before stopping to stand a few feet away from me.

“Is that she told you?” I shuddered at the sweetness in her voice, a thin veil over the venomous words that she really wanted to say. “I did not write such letter.”

“Are you accusing her of lying?”

“Are you accusing me of lying? Your own mother?”

“Y/N would not lie about something this serious!” Robb scoffed, moving to stand between his mother and myself.  “Tell me, and do not lie to your King: Did you write this letter?”

The room was silent for a moment, before Catelyn sighed and spoke once more. “It was precaution that was much needed, Robb. You cannot marry her, no matter how attached your feelings are for her.”

“But  somehow it is your right to toss her life away like it is nothing?” Robb’s body was beginning to tremble and I could sense how angry he was. “Where is the letter now, mother?”

For the first time in the months I had resided amongst House Stark, I witnessed fear and hesitation in Lady Stark’s eyes.  And that was all it took for Robb to know the answer to his question.

“You didn’t.” His voice was bleak with disbelief and fury, and I stood to grab his arm to prevent him from moving closer to his mother. Robb shook his head before continuing. “When did you send the rider?”

“Robb, I did what was-“

“I said, When did you send the rider?” Robb nearly snarled, frightening both myself and his mother. I had never seen him so angry before, and apparently based on her reaction, neither did Catelyn.

“Late last night.”

“Oh no…”  My grip on his arm relaxed, as my body slowly melted back towards the bed, my eyes focused on the floor as my control slowly evaporated. My heart was thudding rapidly, my throat closing up  and eyes watering as I realized the reality of what was happening. My family was coming for me, or rather…. Ser Larris Smallwood. And I terrified of what he would do to me the moment he lay eyes on me again.

“Mother…” Robb shook his head slowly as he looked at Catelyn. “Since your actions these past few months have been extremely inappropriate and unpredictable, you are to remain in your bedroom at all times until I see fit. And to make sure you do so, I will be posting one of my guards at your door. “

“Robb…”

“I mean it, Mother.” His eyes were hard and his tone dark. “You have put Y/N’s life in danger by sending that letter, and you knew that. Until I know you can be trusted again, that is where you will stay.  And now, I think it would be best if you would leave.”

With no more words to say, Catelyn Stark opened the door and left the room, the door shutting rather loudly on the way out. I closed my eyes as I heard Robb walk closer to where I sat, before kneeling down in front of me. Warm hands touched my own, causing my eyes to flash up to his own. His expression nearly caused me to burst into tears, which were only a few seconds away from appearing. Robb squeezed my hands gently before speaking. “You know that I truly meant what I told you earlier, right?”

“About keeping me safe?” I whispered, the highest volume I could speak without my tears spilling uncontrollably.

“Yes.”  One of his hands moved to cup my face gently, and I leaned into his touch. “He won’t lay one single finger on you. And if he does, he will have to face me.”

I nodded slowly, before a tear trickled down my cheek, which were soon followed by more. I quickly ducked my head to hide them, but his finger tilted my chin up, keeping our eyes connected.

“You don’t have to hide from me.” Robb whispered softly, and wiped away the tears as they fell. “Not anymore.”

“I know.” I sniffled, before leaning in and pressing my lips against his gently. Our lips moved in sync for a few brief moments before he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. My arms wove around his neck, and for the next few moments, we remained still.

A/N: Hey y’all! Sorry for the big gap in updates. Had lots going on. But here ya go, Pt. 6. :) And I apologize for the ending. It’s a bit choppy.

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It was another late evening, but instead of being curled up underneath the blankets in my room,  I was being lead to the middle of the small square. With everyone asleep and out of sight, Winterfell felt almost deserted.

“Don’t you think its risky?” I sighed as I let Robb pull me gently outside, insisting that I should learn how to shoot a bow. “It’s not like we’re in the woods.”

“You are telling me that you would rather sneak out into the woods, in the middle of the night, not knowing what could be out there?” He raised an eyebrow, and I rolled my eyes.

“No, I am not.”

“Then hush. I promise you that this will be fine.”  His lips touched my cheek gently before he pulled away to find the bow and few arrows we needed for our lesson. “Besides, you’re with the King of the North. What do you have to fear?”

“Your mother, for one.”  The words left my lips before I could stop them, and I watched Robb’s face drop. He wasn’t angry, but he definitely wasn’t happy at my words.

“Y/N…”

“Is there any point ignoring the truth?.” I sighed and turned, walking closer towards the target. “She clearly does not care for me, and would rather I was gone, in one way or another.”

A warm pair of arms wrapped around my waist, before gently turning me around. Robb Stark’s Tully blue eyes gazed down at me gently, filled with a mixture of sadness and love. “But I don’t want you gone, not now and not ever. Isn’t that enough?”

“Always.” I smiled gently, and brushed my hand against his cheek, my smile growing as he leaned his face into my palm. “Now, and forever.”

“Good.”  His curls tickled my face as he leaned into kiss me, and I giggled slightly as his lips brushed against mine. He pulled away a moment later, frowning slightly. “What?”

“Don’t you think it’s time to cut your hair?” My fingers moved to play with the now rather long strands of his hair. “I do love it, but isn’t a king supposed to look… more sophisticated?”

“Wow.” Amusement lit up his eyes as he shook his head slowly. “Way to put it gently, love.”

“I’m not trying to be mean, Your Grace.” I tucked a curl gently behind his ear, and gazed up at him. A humorous smirk lit up my face. “But I think it’s time you transitioned into the more sophisticated ideals of appearances.”

“You think you’re so funny, don’t you?” He scoffed, and I giggled as his fingers slightly tickled my sides.

“Just a little.” Managing to pull free from his gentle grip , I walked over to where he set down the bow and quiver of arrows. “Now, are you going to show me how to shoot this thing or what?” 

“I do not believe that such activities are meant for someone like you, Y/N.” My blood ran cold as the all too familiar voice of Catelyn Stark interrupted the joyous atmosphere. I turned around quickly to find her standing a mere ten feet away from us. Her eyes were cold and her expression hard, displeasure a word that could only begin to describe how she must have been feeling. 

“Lady Stark, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean-” 

“Didn’t mean to get caught?” A sneer formed on her face, and I could only stand there and listen, completely speechless. “I’m sure you didn’t.” 

“Mother, she was with me.” Robb’s voice was stern, and I turned to see his gaze focused on her. “I don’t see any reason why I couldn’t show-” 

“You may be the King of the North, but you do not get to associate yourself with people of the likes of her,  not in this way!” Catelyn stormed forward and snatched my arm in her grip, her fingers digging into my flesh. “She is not wor-”

“Do not finish that sentence!” I felt Robb’s hand clasped onto my other arm, leaving me stuck in-between the the two as they continued to bicker. “No matter how low you might place her, she will always be worthy to me.” 

"The moment that you find yourself wedding a woman like her will be the moment that you have lost the respect of your people... and of your family.” I was yanked away from Robb, but winced as I felt his grip tighten on my arm, keeping me in place.

“You are in no position to talk to your King in this way.” 

The air felt thick with tension, and I knew in a matter of seconds, the conversation would take a turn for the worst.  I pulled away harshly from Catelyn’s grip before turning to Robb. 

“Be calm,  my King.” I whispered softly, as my hands moved up his chest to cup his face. “It’s not worth an argument this late. It’s my fault we are even in this mess. Let’s leave our words for the morning, when we have calmed down and gotten some rest.” 

His lips parted to speak, but I leaned in to kiss him gently for a few moments, only to be yanked away again by his mother moments later. I let her lead me away, my eyes meeting Robbs as he watched helplessly from where he stood.  The moment we rounded the corner, out of sight from Robb, Catelyn stopped walking, causing me nearly to run into her. 

“You know, my dear...” Her voice was calm and almost sickly sweet as she released me arm. “I have something I need to show you. After that, you may take your rest for the evening.” 

“O-Okay.” I swallowed nervously as I followed her down the hall, my heart nearly in my throat  with each step I took. 

She opened her bedroom door and walked inside. “Come inside.” 

I did as she asked, and looked around the room hesitantly before my eyes fell to the floor. Catelyn Stark’s footsteps echoed across the cold floor for a moment before they stopped in front of me. 

“Child, look at me.” 

My eyes slowly left the floor and met hers. Her expression was unreadable, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips as she held a folded up piece of paper in her hands.  “I hope the brief, yet intense affair you had with my son was enough to get it out of your system.” 

“Get what out of my system?” 

“Your urges for things that don’t belong to you, and things that you do not deserve.” Catelyn’s voice grew icy and I tried to ignore the ping of hurt from her words. “You are not to see him anymore. His reputation is much more important than you, and I won’t let him destroy his rule because of a girl who was willing to share her body for one night to get his attention.” 

“I did not sleep with him!” I scoffed, and she simply rolled her eyes. 

“Silly girl, I am not blind. I saw you together and I saw him come into your room. It is in your best interest that you do not lie to me.”  Catelyn held up the piece of paper. My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as I saw who it was addressed to. “This letter explains what you have done and where you are. If you so much as look at Robb the wrong way, I will have this letter sent to your family quicker than you can apologize. And after that... your fate will rest with your family, or rather... your husband. Who knows what will happen then.” 

My mouth felt dry and my head began to spin slightly as I processed the words that left her lips.  

“Are you alright? You look rather pale.” 

“I’m fine.” I whispered, ignoring her taunting words. “May I go to bed?”

“As long as you stay there till morning.” She sighed, placing the letter on the table nearby. “I will see you bright and early to get started on chores.” 

“Yes, my Lady.” I nodded, before making my exit from the room.  The tears that I tried so hard to hide began to fall from my eyes only a matter of steps away from my chambers, and I had to stop in the middle of the hall to try to calm myself.  

A hand grasped my shoulder and my mouth open to scream, but a warm hand quickly covered my mouth. I looked up to find Robb standing in front of me, his eyes concerned as he took in my state. “What did she say to you?” 

“Doesn’t matter.” I mumbled, as I reached up to wipe away my tears. “Why are you here?” 

“I’m here because I care about you...” His voice was slightly hurt, and I wanted so badly to comfort him. “What did my mother say to you?” 

“Robb, you deserve better.” I sniffled and lifted my head to look at him. “And your mother thinks you do too.  So it’s not my place to stay when you could have someone so much better.” 

“What?” His voice was soft, and it made the tears all the harder to conceal. “There is no one else I want, but you.” 

“Robb-”

“There isn’t, and there never will be. Don’t you understand?”Robb’s hands moved to cup my face, and my heart fluttered as his lips grew closer to mine. “You are all I want and all I need.  And I do not care what my mother has to say about it, because I love you.” 

Before I could respond, his lips were pressed against mine, soothing away the brokenness inside of me and inviting me closer. After a moment of hesitation, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in closer. 

For a few moments....we stayed like this. Happy, perfectly content in the bliss of being together. But I knew that it couldn’t stay this way... not with his mother threatening everything I had left. 

I pulled away and gazed up at him through watery eyes. “I love you, my King... but I am not what you deserve.” 

I slipped out of his embrace and ran down the hall, away from his voice calling for me to stop. I opened my chamber doors and nearly slammed them shut as I made it back. If my heart had been broken before, it was nearly destroyed now. I slowly made my way to my bed and laid down, curling in a ball as sobs of sadness washed over me. 

Eventually, a restless sleep overcame me and I drifted into darkness... unsure of what the next morning and the rest of my life would bring. 

A/N: Well... I’m actually back now, I promise. XD School was kicking my butt, but now I finished, so my updates will be much much more regular. I will create a updating schedule in the near future, but until then, it’ll just be whenever I can. I have “Almost Home Pt. 4″ in the works, but until then, I made this little angsty sad piece for you all. Hope you enjoy. <3

P.S. I decided  to change up some things that weren’t how it went down in the books or television series so be ready for a few little twists.  I also switched certain lines of dialogue used in this scene around, but bear with me. It makes it work. XD

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Y/N’s POV

I knew from the moment I married Robb Stark that my life would never be entirely safe, at least until the war was over. Although there were numbers of people who wanted Joffery’s head, there were many others who wanted Robbs and anyone who dared associate themselves among side him. 

At times, it frightened me. The idea that my life would be cut tragically short, only because my husband deserved to be King of the North. But I knew the love I had for my husband was far stronger than any fear I had, and as long as I had him, that was all that mattered.

 “I would never let any harm come to you. You know that, don’t you?” He smiled at me softly as we lay in bed one night, slowly feeling ourselves drift to sleep. 

“I thank you for your protection, My King.” I jokingly roll my eyes, and he scoffed before gently pulling me onto his lap. His sparkling eyes gazed up at me before he sat up, his strong arms wrapping around me. 

“I am serious, you know.” Robb leaned his forehead against mine. “The thought of you in any type of pain absolutely devastates me.” 

“I guess we better hope our child is a boy then.” I smiled as I led his hand to the small, growing bump. “That way, you’ll only have to be devastated once.”

“I will be perfectly content with either gender.”  My husband chuckled, his other hand moving to cup my cheek gently, and his eyes flickering to mine. “As long as I have you with me, safe and sound.” 

“You will always have me with you, my love.”  I leaned my cheek into the palm of his hand, and my heart stirred with the same amount of love I had for this man from the day I first met him.   “Safe and sound, as always.” 

“And I for you.” Robb leaned in slowly and brushed his lips against mine, sealing our promise with a tender kiss. Slowly, it began to grow deeper and I sighed longingly as I pulled myself before it grew any further.

“As much as I would love to continue, Your Highness,I’m afraid we have to be up early in the morning. We don’t want to be late for the wedding, do we?” 

“As always, you are right, my darling wife.” Robb sighed, as I rolled off of him onto my back in the soft sheets. “I would rather we did not have to see my dear uncle wed the Frey girl. Poor thing.” 

“Which one?” I let out a small giggle. 

“Both.” 

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The wedding had gone very smoothly, with an acceptation from a few crude remarks that almost made Robb confront Walder Frey, who was stopped by his mother.  

I tried to ignore the harshness in his words. I understood the trust that had been broken, that resulted in bitterness that would stay for some time. But Robb wouldn’t stand for any dishonor or disrespect to myself. 

Soon, we were led into the great hall, and began to feast. I sat next to my husband, smiling and listening as the orchestra played and the surprisingly happy couple talked at their own table. 

“I suppose that this ended up working out, wouldn't you say?” I smile slightly, as I looked at my husband. His blue eyes were content, and a smirk pulled at his lips. 

“Yes. But I do think that I got the better end of the deal.” 

“Oh yeah? Why do you think that?” I took a sip of my wine, my smile still present. 

“I got the most beautiful girl in existence to fall in love with me.” Robb took my hand in his, our fingers lacing together. “Oh, and she is also carrying my heir. How much more could I ask for?” 

“You are too sweet, my dear husband.” I felt my cheeks start to heat up slightly at the compliment. 

“I love that you still blush at my words. It’s quite adorable.” 

“Stop it.” I looked away quickly, trying to hide my face. But two fingers pulled my face back towards him, and before I could say a word, his lips were touching mine softly. I kissed him back for a moment before forcing myself to pull away.  “We don’t want to steal this day from the bride and groom, do we?” 

“No, I suppose not.” Robb sighed, before smirking and adding, “But I’ll remind you of our own wedding night once we return to our room.” 

“For goodness sake...” I groan playfully, and laugh along with my husband as I look around my room. But suddenly, I feel my laughter start to die away.  The music began to change to something somber, and the atmosphere began to morph into what I could only describe as unpleasant. Something terrible was about to happen, and I was terrified to find out what it was. 

My eyes met my mother-in-laws, and from just one glance, I could tell that she could sense it too. After a few moments, I turn back to Robb, and grab his arm gently. “Robb, can you do something for me?” 

“What is it, my love?” 

“I can’t seem to find my earring.” I frowned thoughtfully, before continuing. “I think I might have left it up in the room. Could you go find it?” 

“Must you have it for another hour or two of drinking?” He chuckled as he sipped on his wine. 

“Please.” I pleaded gently, and he finally gave in, standing and kissing my hand gently before walking towards the exit and finally disappearing through the doors. The breath that I had held so tightly escaped my lips, and I turned back to Catelyn, revealing the ‘lost’ earring in my hand that I had taken out in a moments notice in order to persuade my husband to leave the room.  A lump grew in my throat, knowing that I would most likely never see my dear husband again. 

The relief that spread across her face was quickly replaced with fear as the doors slammed shut behind us, and the music coming to a complete stop. 

“Where has our dear King disappeared to?” Walter Frey frowned as he rose from his seat. 

“He has fallen ill, but will return to the feast once he feels better.” I lied quietly, my eyes never leaving the man’s face. 

He hesitated for a moment before sighing and continuing. “Ladies of Stark, I feel that I have been remiss in my duties. I have given you meat, wine, music, but I haven’t shown you the hospitality you deserve. My King has married, and I owe my new Queen a wedding gift.” 

I felt the breath hitch in my throat as the sounds of blades being drawn filled my ears and It turned to look at my mother in law once again. Her eyes were watery in the fear of death as they met mine, but there was still some relief in the fact that her eldest was not here to watch this soon to be deadly scene unfold. 

And I couldn’t help but feel the same. 

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Robb’s POV

As hard as I looked in the damned room, I could not find my wife’s earring. It must have fallen out somewhere in the dining hall. With a grunt of frustration, I shut our room door, and began to walk back towards the great hall. Men were slowly beginning to walk through the door and I began to frown. Was the feast over? 

Roose Bolton was the last to exit and he gave me a calm smile before clapping my shoulder gently. “He has a wedding gift for you and your lovely Queen inside. I hope you enjoy it. It will definitely be a shock.” 

I nodded hesitantly, slightly ruffled by his words before entering the room. My heart dropped as I saw the countless dead bodies of my men on the floor. Their blood painted the long tables and the cold stone floor.  

“Was it a shock?” My eyes flashed towards the main table, seeing Walder Frey sitting in his seat, sipping his wine leisurely. “I was sure it would be.” 

I walked forward quickly, my eyes urgently scanning the bodies for those of my mother and my bride. My pregnant bride. 

“Are you looking for something?” 

“Where are they?” My voice almost broke, as I realized they weren’t among the dead. 

“What was that, Your Grace?” 

“Where is my mother and my wife?” I stood a near ten feet away from his table, my heart thudding in my chest as I waited for his answer. 

“Well... I decided to keep them alive until you were here.” The old man snapped his fingers, and two guards entered the room, each dragging a separate figure into the bloody room and throwing them onto the ground in front of the great table. 

I recognized the first as my mother. Her hair was ruffled and her eyes were red. A bruise shadowed her eye, but there seemed to be no injuries that threatened her life. As her eyes focused on me, her eyes began to water with tears. 

“Robb, you need to go.” My mother’s voice was broken, hopeless, as she stared at me from her place on the ground. “Get as far away from here as you can. Get as far away from this war as you can. “

“And why would I let him do that?” Walder Frey’s voice interjected, with no remorse at all. 

“Please.” My mother turned to stare up at the man. “He is my son, my first son. Let him go, and I swear that we will forget this. I swear it by the Old Gods and New, we will take no vengeance.” 

“You already swore me one oath right here in my castle, you swore by all the Gods that your son would marry my daughter!” The words were spat from his lips venomously, and my mother flinched back slightly. 

“Take me as a hostage. But let Robb go. Let Robb and his wife go. She has done no wrong.” 

“She whored herself to your son, and made him break his oath! She has done everything wrong.”  Lord Walder scoffed.

My eyes flickered to the second figure, which lay curled a few feet from my mother. It was my darling wife, my darling Y/N, bruised and beaten almost beyond recognition. Her eyes were filled with tears of pain and sadness.

“Listen to your mother, my love.” Y/N’s voice trembled as she spoke to me. “You need to get as far away from here as you can.” 

“I can’t leave you with him.” A lump grew in throat. “I can’t leave the three of you with him.” 

“I’m afraid that number has dwindled lower than that, Your Grace.” the guard mocked, and my eyes flickered to my wife’s stomach. 

Scarlet stained the bottom half of her dress and I could only feel my heart shatter more than it already had. Y/N’s tears began to fall down her bruised cheeks, and she tried to hold back sobs as she cradled her stomach. 

“You will not get away with this.” I said darkly, my sadness almost as powerful as the anger that was building inside of me.

“Says whom? The ‘King of the North’?” Lord Frey snorted, and the guards laughed. “You are no King anymore, Stark. There is one solution that I can think of, that wouldn’t result in all of your deaths.” 

The two most important women in my life stared up in agony at the man who had been so kind only hours earlier, eager to hear what he had to say. 

“I will let you, Robb Stark, leave the castle with your dire wolf, your life, and your mother. “

My voice was almost lost as I found myself at the mercy of Lord Frey. “W-What about-”

“Consider this a second chance. You will leave immediately, and get as far away from here as you can. If any of my men find you anywhere remotely close to my castle after sunset, you will be brought back here and executed, alongside your mother.” 

I opened my mouth to speak again, but my mother was already at my side, pulling my arm. “Robb, we need to go.” 

Her eyes flickered in pain, as she repeated the four words from before. “Listen to your mother.” 

My eyes met Y/N’s, and I knew that this wound would take far longer than any other wound I had to heal. Maybe it wouldn’t even heal at all. I wanted so desperately to save her, but I already knew what she wanted me to do.

“Can I say goodbye?” I pleaded, my voice thick with unshed tears. 

“Fine. Make it quick, because you don’t have much time left.”  Lord Frey snapped his fingers, and the guard drew his sword and stabbed Y/N through her shoulder. 

My feet moved me quickly towards where my wife lay on the floor. Her breathes were sharp gasps, as scarlet began to travel quickly down the front of her dress. Even in all of this pain, she some how still managed to look absolutely beautiful, and managed to take my heart completely. 

“I-I found my earring.” She whispered softly, a tear running down her cheek as she showed it’s place in her ear. 

I shook my head as my own tears began to fall. “You figured it out, didn’t you? Why didn’t you say anything to me?”

“He would’ve killed all of us.” Y/N shook her head. “There wouldn't have been anytime to do anything. I wanted to save you.” 

“Don’t you remember what you said???” My voice broke into a sob. “You said I would always have you with me. Now you’re leaving me forever. “

“I will be with you, My King.” My wife took my hand and kissed it gently. “Maybe not with you when you wake up in the mornings in bed, but I will be with you. I pray to the Gods that you know that.” 

“I do.” I nod through my tears, before leaning down and kissing her passionately, not caring if her lips tasted of blood because I knew that I would never be able to hold her a close as I was now ever again. I pulled away moments later, and leaned my forehead against hers.  “I love you. I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you.” 

“I’ll keep our child safe.” Y/N’s voice began to grow softer, and I felt my tears run faster down my cheeks as I watched her tired eyes meet mine once more. “We will see you one day, My King.” 

Her gorgeous Y/E/C eyes left mine and set on the ceiling before her breathing ceased altogether. I cradled my wife’s body against mine, rocking her back and forth before I felt my mother began to yank on my arm. 

“Robb! We need to go!” 

Numbly, I let go of Y/N’s body and began to run towards the door with my mother, not looking away once until we left the hall. I would never forget that day, or the days that followed. The days that I lived without my wife, the love of my life and my unborn child. Walder Frey had taken everything away from me, and I didn’t know if I would ever be able make him pay for what he had done. 

But my mother was safe, and for that I was grateful. We found our horses and Grey Wind, before immediately leaving the castle Where would we go? We did not know. But our lives were spared that day, and it was a blessing and a curse altogether. 

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