Robbaery Week · Day 1 - Hot Spring
To say that it felt as if it were only yesterday seemed like an understatement. It felt as if it it were that very moment, as if every single detail in Catelyn's memory had come alive before her eyes. Even the steam rising from each of the three small pools in the godswood seemed to curl against the backdrop of the green mossy wall the same way that it had all those years ago.
The young boy giggled delightedly, his red hair so like her own dripping wet over his forehead. His arms moved up and down, splashing water everywhere including his mildly disgruntled siblings. This son was the youngest while hers had been the oldest, but at this age it made no difference. Both boys were young enough to be free of the responsibilities of adulthood, and cared only about enjoying the warm water.
“Mama, Papa, look at me!” The words were what finally snapped Catelyn out of her thoughts. Ned had never been called ‘Papa’, and she had only ever been called ‘Mother’.
“What’s this? By the gods, Margaery, we’ve found a monster living in the pools!” Robb turned to his wife and grinned broadly.
“I’m not a monster, I’m Connor!” The boy barely managed to get out his words between the giggles he was stifling behind the hair that almost completely covered his eyes.
Margaery’s hand came to rest on her husband’s shoulder. “Oh, you’re right, my love! I didn’t even know Connors lived in these parts!”
Catelyn worried often about that little boy in her memories. He had spent so much of his youth fighting a war he did not start and her thoughts tended to go to everything he had lost. When she saw him like this, however, playing in the pools with his children and his wife, she was reminded of everything he had gained.
