Game Of Thrones: The Lost Bastard

Chapter 8: Whispers of the Night

I was yet again, escorted to my very own tent. It seems that no one trusts me by myself. Is it because I was kidnapped once before, or because Lady Catelyn knows of my allegiance to Petyr? Either way, it wouldn't matter, I'm perfectly fine on my own.
The tent was small but had a bed similar to the one I had back in Wolfswood.
I miss it dearly. I miss waking up to my brother's laughs and my sister's songs. But now I'm the only one left. The only one that can hold on to our legacy. I just need to get North of the Wall. To even arrive at The Wall would be enough , for the time being of course.
My slumber was long, until a bright light awoke me. It was still night. In my face, was a lantern. I looked up at a hooded man. I was about to scream for help, until he put his hand on my mouth. "Shhh, I must make this quick. Lord Varys of King's Landing sent me on business. You must leave before the wedding. It is dire you leave within the darkness." He whispered.
"How did Varys know I was on the move and why must I go?" I said curiously.
"He has eyes everywhere, my lady." He paused. "The Boltons are planning an ambush on the Starks. You cannot stay and defend them. Your life is worth more than Robb Starks'." He said with ease. Trying not to anger me. "Well milady Veronica, I've delivered the message, now I have to return to Lord Varys. Be safe." He disappeared from my sight rather quickly.
I had to think this through. Leaving without goodbyes was the hardest thing I could do, The Starks looked after me, and now I'm obligated to leave. To save my own life, selfishly. I loved the Stark's as if they were my own blood. But this is about saving my bloodline. It hurts very deeply to know that I could save their lives. But this is my time.

I put on my black cloak and sheathed my Valyrian steel sword. I put out the lantern light. It was time. The horse that Robb had saddled for me was black as night. I couldn't be seen, even in the lightest of dawns, if i stayed lurking in the shadows. I mounted the horse. I heard footsteps.
I unsheathed my sword, which I called StarShatterer. "My lady that's not needed." Robb Stark said wearily, who just seemed to awaken. I couldn't bare to look at him.
"It's high time for me to leave." I rushed him. He was speechless. " What about the Wedding?" He said hopelessly
"I mustn't take anymore risks." I said sternly.
He seemed confused.
"Goodbye Robb." I held back my tears and rode away. Anytime I would say his name my throat felt as if it tightened everytime.
It is a long way to The Wall. At least a few days. Now that I'm on my own now, I must be wary of anyone I might meet on the way. I give out no name. I trust absolutely no one but myself. I wanted to send a crow to Littlefinger or... maybe even Tyrion. They are only to be trusted, hopefully I cross paths with them again. But until then, I must focus on getting the supply of Ironwood. If I can rebuild Wolfswood Keep, everything would be perfect.
~2 days later~
It took 2 days on the Kingsroad to arrive near the Barrowlands. Which is very close to Winterfell.