Safe and Sound (Robb Stark x Reader)
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
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.
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?”
“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.
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.
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.
A/N 2: Thinking about a part 2, buuuuut idk. Let me know what you think.
