Starts as a Robb Stark x Reader Chapter Series.
The reader is a young northern lady from a small house, about as far north in Westeros as you can get, her father is a good friend of Eddard and they are loyal to House Stark. Where will her life lead...
Summary: A multi-chapter Robb Stark x Reader series.
(YN) learns how it feels to stand helplessly by, as loved ones go to battle and more bad news arrives from King's Landing, changing the course of the war.
Series Warning: the series will roughly follow the TV storyline, so it will not all be happy endings for Robb and the reader. The reader may or may not be paired with another character, further down the line.
Word Count: 4158
Chapter Warnings: Anxiety, death, anguish
A/N: I put off writing this chapter because of its content and I actually struggled to write it. It took me ages, so hopefully, it has turned okay. I would really appreciate feedback on this one.
Hope you enjoy and please, feel free to drop me a message, feedback is always welcomed and encouraged.
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Alone in her tent (YN) stood beside the fire, absentmindedly rubbing her hands together keeping them warm, her mind lost in thought as her eyes stared intently at the dancing amber flames before her. The crackling sound of the burning logs feeling strangely comforting, as she thought back to just a few hours earlier and how she had felt when Robb was away in battle. Closing her eyes for a short moment, she exhaled, realising it was a feeling she would, unfortunately, experience again and knowing it was one she would never ever grow used too.
Standing there, she shook her head as the memories came flooding back to her, never had (YN) felt so anxious, the waiting was excruciating. Sitting there on her horse, she was sure she would feel better if she herself were there at the battle, not knowing what was going on felt like torture. Turning her head, (YN) looked to Catelyn, who appeared to be coping no better as she stared nervously back and forth across the woods edge, Ser Rodrik beside her, urging her to head back to the encampment. Catelyn refused, as she continued to stare past the clearing into the woods, waiting for any sign of her beloved son. Even with their new battle plan, their lower number of soldiers kept the odds against them. They could only hope that sending 2000 soldiers to fight against Tywin Lannister's men, was enough to keep them occupied and distracted, while the bulk of the Stark army attacked Jaime at Riverrun, where hopefully they would catch him by surprise and underprepared.
Ser Rodrik spoke again, urging to leave, Catelyn once again ignoring him when soon after they heard a thudding of hooves off in the distance. Turning to (YN), Catelyn grabbed her hand and stared at her anxiously for just a moment, before they both trained their eyes back to the woods edge, holding their breath, waiting..... Finally, horses came galloping through the woods into the clearing, carrying with them the Stark Banners. Yet, no relief was felt by either woman until their eyes fell upon Robb, riding towards them on his horse dirty and dishevelled from battle, nevertheless, thankfully all in one piece. (YN) could not describe the feeling coursing through her veins at the sight of her husband alive and breathing. Only moments ago, it had felt as if her heart was pumping liquid lead around her body, weighing her down with the worst kind of thoughts. However, as she watched his horse bring him closer and closer, his eyes glued to hers, she felt those lead ridden thoughts dissipate into the swirling wind around her. And the sight of her brother Angus, riding alongside him his face bloody from battle, but still holding a smile, had that same swirling wind carry those awful thoughts a million miles away.
