Robb had been close to some sort of panic. After Jeyne left he spent 10 minutes pacing through his tent with his cloak on. He desires nothing more than to see his sons. And the biggest part sees them as his sons, yet his men would always refer to him as King Robb's bastards. And the world would too.
But he could not deny their existence. He could not go on while knowing they were in this world. He had to acknowledge them, it would be the right thing to do. They would have a good life. It would be what his father would have done in his stead.
And Jeyne... Sweet Jeyne with her kind face and soft hands. She does not deserve a life like that. Yet, he cannot give her a better life. Not without waking the anger of his good family.
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Robb arrives together with his uncle Edmure and a couple of guards. Uncle Edmure has been informed about the situation, yet the guards have not. And Robb wants to keep it that way. At least, until he has found a solution to this problem. But the closer he comes to the stables, the faster his heart starts to beat, the more he hopes.
When he opens the door that leads to the stables he can hear the cries of a child. Louder than he expected them to be. He is alone and left his sword with his uncle. A soft, shuddering sigh leaves his mouth.
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But he could not deny their existence. He could not go on while knowing they were in this world. He had to acknowledge them, it would be the right thing to do. They would have a good life. It would be what his father would have done in his stead.
And Jeyne... Sweet Jeyne with her kind face and soft hands. She does not deserve a life like that. Yet, he cannot give her a better life. Not without waking the anger of his good family.
Robb arrives together with his uncle Edmure and a couple of guards. Uncle Edmure has been informed about the situation, yet the guards have not. And Robb wants to keep it that way. At least, until he has found a solution to this problem. But the closer he comes to the stables, the faster his heart starts to beat, the more he hopes.
When he opens the door that leads to the stables he can hear the cries of a child. Louder than he expected them to be. He is alone and left his sword with his uncle. A soft, shuddering sigh leaves his mouth.
"Jeyne...?"