"Let us sit down..." This is a place unworthy of his sons or the woman he once bedded. A big, angry part of Robb wants to go inside the inn and undo this. In his name. But that would start rumors, it would be unwise. "Worry not...I...they do not know me. I am just another stranger."

Finally Robb sits on the ground, leaving the bale of hay for Jeyne and the boys.

When the maid leaves Robb looks at Jeyne with a tired expression on his face.

"I have never been able to forget you... Even after I got wed..." There is an apologetic tone to his voice. "These words must sound empty to you and without meaning. After all...you are raising my sons surrounded by horse shit and I wear a crown." As he mumbles the words he reaches out to Brandon, touching his small hand and watching the little fingers attached to it wiggle in response.