˚･ﾟ✧ 𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 ˚･ﾟ✧
' a targaryen and a stark love drunk
on one another. what could go wrong? '
˚･ﾟ✧ ⸻ in which rhaenerys targaryen and robb stark find themselves enchanted with one another
Started: 8.29.22
Finished: 7.2.25
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ROBB STARK WAS IN A PANIC. AN ABSOLUTE, FULL BLOWN panic that was about to turn into a meltdown if his father didn't intervene when he did. Ned Stark had come running when the chatter of his men had distracted him, along with the shouts of his son.
It didn't take long for him to draw his sword, thinking that maybe their enemies were advancing on them. However, when he made it to the source of the commotion, his son standing around a group of men and a girl with very wide eyes, he put the sword away and quickly rushed over.
"What is the meaning of this?" He asked almost immediately, looking at his son. Worry laced his voice, but the expression on Robb's face was worse.
His son looked sick to his stomach, dark circles under his eyes and a sickly green tint to his skin. His hair was disheveled, indicating that he had ran his hands through it many times. That was something Robb only did whenever he was stressed or extremely anxious.
When his father was beside him, Robb looked at him and his eyes had never been so wide. For a moment, Ned wondered if his son had been drugged or was delirious, but then he began speaking.
"No one has seen Rhaenerys since last night," He told his father, his voice cracking. "Some of the men say they saw her run into the woods once Rhaegar came back. But I have sent people into the woods and none have have found her yet. I'm worried, father. I cannot help but think-"
Robb didn't even need to finish this sentence. Ned Stark knew exactly what he was going to say.
"Do you think Joffery and his men have something to do with her disappearance?" He asked Robb, his heart hammering in his chest. Robb pursed his lips and ran another hand through his head. If he kept doing that, he might've started to pull out his hair next.
"I do not know. But no one has seen her father," His voice cracked once again, "and I do not know what to do. I know that is partly my fault that she ran off, but I...I am lost. If she does not come back then-"
Robb stopped himself as he began to get choked up. He didn't want to cry, especially not in front of his men, but he wasn't afraid to, especially if something had happened to Rhaenerys on his watch.
He knew the way that he had been treating his wife was the reason she had ran to Rhaegar, and no one felt more devastated than him. After she had discovered him with Talisa yesterday, Robb had taken some time alone to figure out what to say to her, but by the time he figured it out, it was too late.
Robb had discovered that she was missing, which was alarming since the princess had absolutely no where she needed to be. Especially not at night.
He had began worrying immediately, and it only spiked during the hours that she did not come back. Like he said, some of the men had told him she ran towards the woods but Robb had searched over and over. It had been in vain, and there was still no sign of Rhaenerys.
