❛ Love is never simple. Not that I’m any expert. ❜
Never had she ever heard words so correct. Love, true love, was never easy. One could stumble upon the false thing quickly enough, to confuse lust with love was an easy task that many slipped up and did. But not Beth; she was aware of her feelings, always had been. Knew that her heart only beats for one man, and one man alone. It had when they were young, it did now, and it would continue to do so long after they were both dead and gone, nothing left behind of them but legends. And yet she knew nothing would indeed remain of them. Legends of the King in the North would continue. Legends of Robb Stark's bravery and courage would remain. Nothing of her would be left on this world, even if she survived the war to come. She would love no other man. Therefore she would not enter into any marriage, and she would bear no children. No families would whisper of her in the night; none would mourn her years after she was in the ground. And no one would know anything about the young King who danced with the girl who ran away from him, nor would they know anything about a draw so intense that words evaded them. They wouldn't know of the heartbreak, the panic, that set over her every time he went into battle, and they would not see the relief watching him ride back home.
Love was not simple. But if it were, Beth thought it would likely not be as worth it as it was now. Even though her true love was never to be achieved, never be returned, experiencing such strong emotion alone... That had been a blessing. To die knowing how it felt to give herself entirely to another soul. That would be enough for her.
"Love is a scam." She sighed, looking down at the wine she had in her cup, twirling it about, watching it slosh inside its confines. "It makes you think you have a chance at happiness, with a husband and a child... Maybe two or three of them. And then it rips it all away and makes you feel okay with it - because you want the best for your love. You want him to be happy and healthy, marry a Lady fit of his status... And that is not possible with you, so you let him go. But never truly. It is a scam. It is a lie. Beautiful, bittersweet... We'd be both better off and worse off without it. Even through all my heartache, I cannot say that I wish I had never known love."