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Days later, Joanna stood beside Catelyn as they watched Robb Stark and Brynden Tully stand waist-deep in the river as they released the funeral boat that laid the late Hoster Tully. Once they pushed him out onto the river, they walked out of the river and Robb walked to stand beside Joanna who gave him a side hug but didn't move as his hand laid on the small of her back.

Soon after, Edmure Tully took a few steps forward holding a bow and Arrow. He lights the arrow and fires an arcing shot at the distant boat but the arrow splashes wide of its mark. Perturbed and embarrassed, Edmure looks back, then draws another arrow to ignite. He shoots, and this arrow also splashes errantly, while the boat drifts further downstream causing the large crowd near the dock to murmur.

Robb slightly laughed at this which made Joanna use her body to slightly push him to get him to stop. Robb looked down at her giving him a scolding look as which he sighed and looked forward.

Joanna then looked at Brynden Tully who looked impatiently at Edmure as he takes a breath and unleashes a nervous shot that also splashes uselessly.

Joanna soon felt Catelyn grabbing her hand and giving her a pleading look. Joanna nodded her head and walked out to Edmure.

She snatched the bow out of his hand and grabbed an Arrow and lit it. She aimed the arrow, making sure to look at the flags to see the direction the wind blew so she could adjust her aim appropriately.

She then took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and released the arrow before turning around, handing the bow to Edmure, and walking back to Robb.

The group watched as the arrow landed on the boat lighting it.

After a few moments, everyone began to leave as Joanna stood in place looking at the burning boat.

She hated funerals. She didn't even go to Daemons but here she was. At Hoster Tullys because she loved and cared for the man whom she had met when she was younger and living with the Starks.

"Darling, are you alright?" Lucion asked the woman as he walked up beside her.

"I'm with child." She blatantly spoke, "at least that is what the Maesters tell me." She continued

"Have you told Robb?" He asked her

"Not yet. I will later. I only found out this morning." She replied as he nodded his head.

"As for am I alright?" She continued in a soft tone. "Robb and I went against our plans of marriage and I fear constantly of the consequences. My men and more are slowly finding out I have Targaryen blood as does my family and I have no clue where the source of it is." She began to tell the man

"I told you I was looking." He told her softly

"I know. And our family wants my husband dead. Joffrey wants my head, his head, your head, and my daughter's head on a spike." She finished with a heavy sigh as he hugged her.

"Maybe it is a good thing the world finds out who we are. Everyone bowed to the dragons. We are descended from the Targaryens. We are their blood." Lucion told the woman who nodded her head.

"By now all Seven Kingdoms know. And they will either turn their backs on me or follow me even more as they did the dragons." Joanna replied softly

"Exactly. Now let us get to that meeting." He said dragging her along with him as she laughed at her uncle.

After a long walk, they finally made it to the room the meeting would be held in.

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