Nyctophilia|Game of Thrones

1.9

Later on, Joanna stood in her tent looking at a peaceful sleeping Greywind.

The Direwolf slept on Joannas bed but ultimately she didn't care.

"My Queen. My Princess." Robb's voice spoke up as he entered Joanna's tent. Joanna didn't move as Robb snaked his arms around her waist to hug her from behind. "I still can not believe my Direwolf loves you more than me." Robb laughs quietly

"Well, I'm good with animals." She tells him softly as they both smiled

"He is practically our son." Robb continued referring to the Direwolf as their child.

This caused Joanna to turn in his arms and face him. "One day we will make a handsome heir and we will bring Cerenna home." She told him softly with a small smile on her lips

"And we will make more lords and ladies" he adds on

"Or princes and princesses." She finished his comment causing him to smile even more.

"How do you do that?" He asks her softly causing her to look at him in pure confusion "pretend like you and I will have children together. No doubt I want that but after everything I've put you through, you still want that... how?" He further explains

"I don't know. I just know that I love you. I always will. No matter what." She replied only to have him hug her tightly "also, I'm hateful like my father. Not my mother. When my mother hates, she doesn't care who is standing in front of her. When my father hates, he has concern for those around him who he loves. Just like me." She told him bringing up his conversation with Talisa from earlier.

"Understood my love." He whispers then they both grew quiet and just stood there in each other's arms.

They stayed like that for a while until the sound of Joanna quietly crying could be heard. Robb slightly pulled away at this and placed his hands on her cheeks. "What's wrong Joanna?" He asked in pure concern.

"Nothing. I'm just... you're here. We're together. I'm happy." She whispered softly

"So am I," Robb replied before pressing his lips onto hers

......

Some days had passed, and Robb and Joanna grew closer as the days passed. So close that their men tried to convince him not to marry a Frey girl and marry Joanna instead.

They were willing to face the consequences of it and fight for their king and queen.

Joanna and Robb however, swore that even when Robb did marry the Frey girl, Robb would always put Joanna first.

Joanna was the love of his life. She was his Queen. Not anyone else. They both knew that Joanna would kill anyone who got in her way. That included Robb's soon-to-be wife but this didn't bother Robb. Joanna did what she thought was best. It was the way she was raised and Robb understood that.

Together the two walked arm in arm. Their men greeted them as they did.

Of course, they said hello back but they never stopped to hold a full conversation. They were enveloped in their own little world and conversation.

They continued that way until Joannas eyes landed on Talisa. She had decided to apologize and make peace as Talisa hadn't done anything to Joanna besides help injured people.