THE KING IN THE NORTH

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❝   All men should keep their word ;; KINGS MOST OF ALL.   ❞

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@nrthking​ requested, “  just let me sleep for five more minutes.  ”

“You said that five minutes ago,” Karen chided, sliding back onto the bed and leaning down to press a kiss to Robb’s shoulder. “And also five minutes before that as well.” Another kiss pressed to his opposite shoulder, the soft swell of her stomach pushing into his side. “Now, get up, Mr. Stark. You have to go to work.”

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GAME OF THRONES (2011 — 2019) 3.02 » Dark Wings, Dark Words

[nrthking]

sevenbulletsavior​:

Thrilled.

Robb said he would be thrilled and Karen could feel relief wash over her at that proclamation. Not worried. Not scared. Not at all regretting it. Thrilled.

There were tears, tears Karen was unaware of until she felt them sliding down her cheeks and the back of her hand wiped at them angrily before she slipped out of the chair to wrap her arms around Robb, to bury her face into the crook of his neck as she fought back the sobs. They were going to be parents. Parents! And that brought about a whole new world of complications for both of them that Karen didn’t wish to dwell on in such a happy moment but the worries were there, quietly nagging, quietly tugging at the back of her mind.

Arms wrap around lithe form instinctually, as if they’re returning to a home they’re all too familiar with. He ensures his grip is gentle ;; he’s never thought of her as FRAGILE, but this development has him more cautious than ever. The moonlight pools around their combined forms, drenching exposed forearms in glowing white. If he had such abilities, he’s sure he could handle it himself, but alas he has only the moon’s glow to rely on. Soft kiss is dropped onto golden strands, lips lingering as whisper spills against her hair.  ❝    You can’t imagine how EXCITED I am, love. They’ll be PERFECT.    ❞

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rosdaite​:

@nrthking​  plotted for a starter . 

getting used to life outside of a war was a new thing.   the area had been boot stomped paths,   shards of wood,   and tents for as long as the eyes could see.   now,   flowers bloomed from beneath muddy grass and   the sun felt like  hope  on her skin.   it would betray her and burn red onto pale expanse of skin,   but she couldn’t find the will to care.   not with robb heading towards where she stood.  bright smile is given towards him,   the man finally free of war.   but,   the war gave her him just easily as it took the first man she’d met.   was such a strange give  &  take.   and he was smiling back at her.   almost wider than she.  

❝ what are you grinnin’ at me like that for?   should i be afraid of what you’ve got up your sleeve?   perhaps give chase a little . . ❞   she grabs up her skirts in preparation to run away from him if need be.   always running away from him just so he would catch her and grab her up in his arms.   that was  purely  the reason why  . .  not to actually escape.   and so far,   he had allowed her to follow him around not much differently than lost wolf pup as he was crowned king in the north.   rette didn’t mind,   but the life he was living now  differed vastly  from how they were in camp.   and she did struggle some to find her place in it.   not that she had voiced these concerns to him   …   hadn’t wanted to cause him any issues or further worry.   he had a lot resting on his shoulders already. 

The greenery surrounding WINTERFELL ( home ) is a more than welcome sight, whether or not it is peppered with first frost or blanketed by white expanse. Today, the snowflakes have YIELDED, allowing foliage and flora of all sorts to peek at the world about them before they might have to retreat once again. He notices not the blossoms, however. How could he ever admire the soft petals again when she stands before him, ILLUMINATING all that she touches and then some ?? Forested lips PART, her smile proving to be more INFECTIOUS than any sort of ailment they’d crossed in the war ( LONG LIVE THE KING IN THE NORTH they now say ).

He laughs at the humour tossed in his direction, eyebrows bouncing towards dark curls as mischief burrows itself within icy irises.   ❝    Oh, you don’t want to know the half of what I’ve got UP MY SLEEVE, dove.    ❞   Their little games are EXHILARATING, the capture always giving way to a well deserved REWARD. They’ve continued their escapades here, strong arms often wrapped around lithe form no matter which eyes choose to glance at their affections. It is these moments that he finds the closest to his heart. He’s been thrust into the buzz of ruling life and any minute they get to spend in each other’s company and ONLY each other’s company is relished by him. Calloused hands are SOFT as they reach for her waist, pulling her closer so that he may press a kiss to her forehead and whisper words that will only reach her despite the lack of ears to pick up any dropped sounds.   ❝    Now tell me ;; how are you finding WINTERFELL ??    ❞

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sevenbulletsavior​:

That word vomit just projected at Robb did lift a weight of burden from her shoulders, and Karen braced herself for his reaction. Karen had gone over every potential scenario in her head with how Robb would react to what she had just told him…and she could never settle on what his true response would be. They’d never discussed this being a possibility before - hell, they had not even made their own relationship public yet! - but now it was a very real thing and both of them were going to have to face this together. 

She’d already gone over various options in her head…but it all came down to Robb in the end. It all came down to Robb and how he would wish to proceed. When he asked the question, stressed for confirmation, Karen exhaled and nodded her head.

“Yeah. Not too far along…but the test came back positive. Twice. I plan on going to the doctor just to make sure but…pregnant.”

The confirmation has him up and out of his seat. The floor feels like AIR beneath each step and he worries that it’ll fall out from under him at any moment ( PLEASE DON’T WAKE UP ). The walk around the desk takes far too long, but eventually he’s there, by her side. Knees drop to the floor beside her. Arctic hues peer up from his position to take in her features, radiant even amidst the dimness of the office. His hands find hers and he hopes she doesn’t notice the sweat that’s made a home in the lines of his palms. He’s nervous, sure. FATHERHOOD is no small feat. But regretful ?? Not at all.

❝    Karen, DARLING...it’s ultimately your choice, but I would THRILLED for the opportunity to raise a child with you.    ❞

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sevenbulletsavior​:

Maybe Karen’s turn of phrase was poorly chosen, considering how Robb seemed to react to it: mouth slack, noodles hanging, eyes wide with what might be shock or perhaps fear. Karen sighed, placing her food on the edge of his desk in front of her. She wasn’t sure how he would handle what she was about to tell him: Karen had spent the entire weekend agonizing over it, her emotions on a rollercoaster as she worked through the news she had learned. “I want to make something clear first.” She met his gaze, sincerity in her gaze. “You don’t have to accept this. You don’t have to be okay with it. I am telling you this so you have a say in it. But if things between us end because of it…”

She trailed off and looked away with a shrug, to a darkened window, as she worked up the courage to tell him the news. “I haven’t had a period in a few months and I didn’t think anything of it at first. It’s happened before, usually because of stress. It usually comes back after a couple of months with birth control but it didn’t, so I decided to take a pregnancy test.” She met Robb’s gaze. “It came back positive.”

He feels his heart pound behind the shelter of his ribcage despite the fact that the rest of his body remains eerily still. The only movement is the knit of his brows, FURROWING at the words hurled towards him. What could it POSSIBLY be that he won’t accept ?? Had she MURDERED someone ?? Before he has the chance to ask ( does he even want to ?? ), her explanation begins. The absence of a period, the pregnancy test, the positive result. WAIT. Did he hear that correctly ?? The word swirls beneath dark curls, morphing and reverberating over and over again. POSITIVE. He remains still, but brows relax and corners of lips find themselves curling up ever so slightly without his explicit command. Voice is soft, a WHISPER, warm amidst the silence as he seeks more confirmation, incredulity slipping into the syllables.

❝    You’re...PREGNANT ??    ❞

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sevenbulletsavior​:

“I’m sure there is someone better out there than me, but you didn’t find them first, so I win.” Karen settled comfortably in the seat, shifting the food around in the box to work on pulling out the perfect bite for herself. (She had eaten a few snacks that afternoon so her hunger was not nearly as insatiable as Robb’s, and that showed by the pickiness in which she approached the food in her hand.) Karen looked back to Robb as she stabbed her chopsticks into the noodles, letting out a little exhale as she considered how to approach the topic that was on her mind.

“I…we need to talk about some things, Robb. About us.”  And there it was, the potential beginning of the end.

Head shakes softly at her response. She might not think she’s the best, but she’s THE BEST FOR HIM and that’s what matters. The way she so effortlessly slid into her position was ASTOUNDING and the quality of her work continues to speak for itself. A hastily picked up clump of noodles is halfway to their demise when she speaks again, leaving the chopsticks dangling in midair, mouth left open for a moment before he realizes how RIDICULOUS he must look. The food is returned to its spot, safe for now, as spine straightens against the back of his chair, icy hues trained on KAREN as he fights to untangle the knot in his stomach.

❝    WHAT ABOUT US ??    ❞

[nrthking]

sevenbulletsavior​:

@nrthking​ said, “ don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that. ”

Robb was never supposed to find out. He was never supposed to find out about Fagan Corners, about Todd, about that night so long ago and about the year that followed. He was never supposed to know about her addiction, about the endless strings of black out nights that followed her and haunted her to this day. Robb was never supposed to find out because Karen had buried her past so damned deep it would never resurface. Deeper than the roots of the oldest tree, buried beneath steel and concrete and whatever else she could fortify those horrors against. And somehow, someone leaked it…and all Karen had been able to do was cry.

She’d locked herself in her apartment and sobbed because not only did Robb know; the world knew. The country knew that the woman carrying Robb Stark’s child, the woman he was madly and unapologetically in love with, had been a former drug addict, had an endless string of one-night stands and a potential homemade porn video as proof. 

(She never knew about that but then again Karen was not surprised. They’d all been baseless and careless assholes, using her, abusing her, and she’d let it happen.)

Every call Robb made: sent to voicemail. Every email he sent: deleted. Every rap of knuckles on her door: ignored. 

Tonight was the breaking point, though, and Karen had yanked open the door with red-rimmed eyes and wet cheeks and told Robb he deserved someone better than her, he deserved someone who was not a monster, and all he could do was look at her with those soft eyes of his and reach out to touch her, to pull her in close as a hand sifted through blonde hair, pushing mussed locks away from her face, to reassured her that this - this truth that was a wound that ached so often and so deep inside of Karen - changed nothing.

It was then Karen sunk into his embrace, arms around him, and she held tight as she broke down. “I killed him, Robb,” she finally choked out, “I killed my own brother.”

HEART BEATS AGAINST HIS RIBCAGE, begging to be set free, to burst forth and paint the walls. It would hurt less than the ache coursing through it right now. Fist meets wood OVER AND OVER AGAIN, hoping that maybe this time her face will appear, smiling, crying, whatever as long as its hers. He NEEDS to see her, needs to see that she’s still here. He needs to tell her that he DOESN’T CARE what had happened, that its in the past and doesn’t reflect who she is now. 

He’d heard through the grapevine what’d happened, refusing to give the RAG more than a cursory skim. Substance had plagued her for a period, but that’s NOT HER FAULT. He’ll love even that part of her, the part that made a mistake once upon a time and he needs her to know that. Bulky form is ready to slide down and sit against the wall next to the door when it swings open. 

THERE SHE IS.

Arctic hues take in her form, the red around her eyes, the trails down her cheeks, the swelling of her stomach and all he sees is HER. Arms wrap around her with no hesitation, pulling her close against him, fingers threading through golden strands as the length of her back is kept warm by his hand. He’s relieved when her weight surrenders against his. SHE’S REAL. Face buries itself in her hair, tears of his own pricking at the edges of closed eyes as she speaks. His heart breaks to see her like this, submerged in the kind of GRIEF he knows he can’t do much about. Instead, grip on her form tightens, voice a whisper against the top of her head.

❝    IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, KAREN. You didn’t mean to. It’s NOT YOUR FAULT.   ❞

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     ‘ the sun   on your face   on your shoulders   its golden mouth whispering  … 

  ( so it seems )   you! you! you! ’

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