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@malbcrtha
"some days, my duty as king and my heart are warring creatures. i know what is expected of me, and i know what it is my heart yearns for and they are different things. if i negate a promise made for something new - what will happen?"
a promise made to the lord of the twins to wed a daughter. but his heart is slowly falling for mal.
@devorantescorda-2 liked for a starter.
the young wolf welcomes the member of house martell to his table, within his tent. the king in the north does not eat differently than his soldiers, and so there is nothing grand to offer his guest. yet wine is poured and food is served.
"tell me, gabriel of house martell, what brings you my way?" war was waged across the countryside - the north marching upon house lannister in order to avenge eddard stark. the young wolf was king amongst his people now. "you are, of course, welcome here."
@ofprevioustimes liked this for a starter & got this wishlist plot ( last one on list ) for any of your asoiaf muses ( dany would be fun if you have the muse for it, but anyone otherwise )
what a tragedy the red wedding had been. so many northerners slaughtered or scattered to the wind, and, of course, their very own king in the north had not survived. his body had perished, though his consciousness had fled into the body of his dire wolf, and now, somehow, robb stark was returned.
gone was the soft, just boy king. in his stead, robb was now feral - a wolf in human skin. ( he had not come back correctly. too long spent in greywind's body ! ) he would trample the world now.
there is a growl that resonates within his chest, bubbling up his throat. canine, though he be human. "you can not stop me," warns robb to the other. "you can join me, however, and you will not die screaming."
❛ I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I love you. ❜ ( @lcveblossomed sent an ask )
HANDS CALLUSED FROM YEARS of sword and bow practice settle strongly on Shennen's shoulders. It is a gesture meant to comfort her, for although Robb's face shows seriousness, it is not directed at her. "You need not ever apologise," he promises. "This was not your fault and I do not blame you. Nor do I doubt your love."
THERE IS NOTHING QUIET IN THE WAY that Robb Stark's heart shatters. In this moment, he feels the naïvety of his youth more than ever and it worms his way through his throat and out of his mouth in a scream of rage so loud that surely it could wake even the Old G-ds if they were around to hear it.
Ned Stark is dead. Theon Greyjoy has betrayed him. It feels as if hope is quickly fading. "What am I to do, if I can not save my own father? If my own brother in bond betrays and abandons me?"
ROBB STARK. OPEN!
❛ You’ve got blood on your lip. …Here, let me— ❜ @dvilsdaughtr
the young heir of winterfell reaches up to touch his lip. a spar with theon had ended with robb on his ass and his lip torn from when he'd bitten through it. it would heal in time and he tried not to let his pride best him in the moment. instead he looked to sansa and then touched his lip with the pads of fingers, wincing at the pain of it.
"best not bloody your pretty hands with blood sister. i'll deal with it on my own," he gives her a smile made harsh by the way his lip opens a little further. blood trailing down his chin. theon claps his hand on robb's back hard enough to almost push robb over. the kraken prince always laughing in the worst of times.
"it will be alright."
@ofprevioustimes liked my starter call.
the king in the north has brought his banners to the dragon queen - it is his hope that daenerys of house targaryen will accept a joining of allegiance to get her on the iron throne in exchange that the north become a sovereign country.
the dire wolf stands at his side as he looks towards her. "i can hope we can find common ground for an alliance."
❛ apology accepted, trust denied. ❜ (sandor to robb) / @lcveblossomed
"i meant no disrespect, clegane." and robb is true to his word - there had been no disrespect meant by his actions. "i mean to marry your sister."
