Nyctophilia|Game of Thrones

2.14

Days passed and Joanna knelt on the floor as tears streamed down her face. She looked down at the three dead bodies that lay out in front of her. Martyn and Willem, her cousins, and Talisa, her handmaiden and best friend.

Robb stood beside her in pure anger with a hand on her shoulder.

Her family lay dead in front of her. Her best friend lay dead in front of her and she put her there. She put her in charge of taking care of her cousins and now she was dead. Because of her.

The Blackfish stood across from them and Catelyn Stark sat behind them. "Bring them in." Robb finally spoke up.

A moment later, Brynden opened the door and Rickard Karstark and his men walked in, their hands bound.

"Is that all of them?" Robb asked only to get a nod in response "It took five of you to murder two unarmed squires and a handmaiden?"

"Not murder, Your Grace. Vengeance." Karstark replied.

"Vengeance? Those boys didn't kill your sons." Joanna shouted as anger flowed through her which shocked everybody around. It was newfound anger that no one had seen before. Anger that She'd now associate with the pain of losing a loved one. Her family.

"I saw Harrion die on the battlefield and Torrhen-" Robb started.

"Was strangled by the Kingslayer. They were his kin." Karatark retorted.

"They were boys! Look at them. Children, my family. My cousins. My kin!" She shouted as tears continued to fall down her face.

"Tell your mother to look at them. She killed them as much as I." He replied looking at Robb.

"My mother had nothing to do with this. This was your treason." Robb told him roughly.

"It's treason to free your enemies. In war, you kill your enemies. Did your father not teach you that, boy?" Karstark spoke only to be punched by Brynden.

"Leave him," Robb demanded.

"Aye. Leave me to the King and Queen. They want to give me a scolding before they set me free. That's how they deal with treason. Our King and Queen in the North. Or should I call them the King and Queen Who Lost the North? Our Queen. A supposed Targaryen yet she doesn't act like it." Karstark spat angrily

"Escort Lord Karstark to the dungeon. Hang the rest." Joanna spoke as She slowly stood up.

"Mercy, my Queen! I didn't kill anyone. I only watched for the guards." A man spoke causing me to laugh.

"This one was only the watcher." She spoke sympathetically with soft eyes... once he had thought that she'd pardon him, her face turned cold "Hang him last so he can watch the others die." She seethed.

"Please! Please, no. They made me do it! They made me! They made me!" He begged but they ignored him.

Brynden takes Rickard and his men and Robb leads Joanna to a table to sit.

After a little while, Edmure approaches cautiously "Word of this can't leave Riverrun. They were Tywin Lannister's nephews. The Lannisters pay their debts. They never stop talking about it." Edmure spoke as Joanna tensed at the words she hated so much.

"Would you make me a liar as well as a murderer?" Robb asked him.

"It wouldn't be lying. We will bury them and remain silent until the war is done." He replied.

"I'm not fighting for justice if I don't serve justice to murderers in my ranks, no matter how highborn. He has to die." Robb explains then suddenly Catelyn stands from her seat and walks over to them.