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Date: 2017-08-20 08:10 pm (UTC)
kingofbadlifechoices: (floppy fishes in riverrun)
Of course they would not. A highborn woman who lost her maidenhood and mothered two bastards wasn't welcome anywhere. She wasn't worth anything to her house, no lord would take her as a wife. And Robb can feel the weight on his shoulders grow with every second that passes. He should give her the money so she could find her peace somewhere else. Yet, on the other hand there was a burning desire to see his sons.

"I will see to that..." he finally says before he rolls his shoulders to rid himself of the stiffness that has settled inside his bones. "...I can arrange a ship for you... I..." A flash of anger appears in his eyes but when he focuses his gaze on her again it has disappeared. Robb does not like it when words fail him.

Finally he reaches for his cloak and fastens it quickly. One part of him wants to assure her that everything will be well, another part of him aches for the sight of his own sons but the part of him that has been pronounced king a couple of years ago is the part he shows to others. Stern, yet just. Honorable and loyal.

"Rise..." he says. "...And cover your face with the hood of your cloak. Leave for the inn. I will meet you there when the night falls."
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