"That's - that's your father. What - what if he doesn't like me. We could - we might lose the war if he doesn't."
Shrugging my shoulders I snorted out a laugh having to tease him knowing it would calm his nerves. "You better make sure Chezney doesn't see you, the great young wolf is nervous. She'll never let you live it down, trust me." He gulped thickly, focusing his gaze on Lord Monterys Velaryon.
My father slowly walked up to us and crossed his arms over his chest eyeing me and Robb up and down. "Lord Stark, At last we meet. I am disappointed to see that you've lied to me about my daughter being pregnant though."
"Lord Monterys, I must apologize for that. Something unfortunate happened after we sent that Raven letter to you." Robb admitted and I was greatly he wasn't bringing up the fact that it was Jaime's.
My father made a face. "What occurred then?"
"I lost the baby. There was a miscarriage that occurred at Walder Frey's castle." I replied, feeling Robb squeezing my hand that was holding his.
My father sent me a weak look. "I'm sorry, dear daughter."
"It's okay, father." I sent him a weak smile. "That's not the only thing I know you not have been to chipper to hear that I was secretly married to Robb. I just - I never felt anything truly for Jaime Lannister. But what - what I have with Robb is the real thing. Can you understand that?"
Monterys silently stared at the young wolf, raising his hand and gestures for him to come towards him so I removed my hand from his watching the two lords facing the other one. "Robb, what are your intentions for your relationship with my daughter?"
"I want to make her happy, my lord. I want us to have a family like I had before this war started between mine and the Lannisters. I am not fighting this war to gain the Iron Throne. I simply want to go home and free the people of the North from under its thumb. So when Haelesa and I return to Winterfell all of this can simply be in our past." Robb explained to the Sea lord in front of him.
For the first time in my life I saw a smile grace my father's features extending his hand outward. "My family lost everything and is now a small army compared to what it was during the Targaryen reign. I never thought I'd have pride in following another family like them in my lifetime, until I have met you today. So my banner and men are yours, Lord Stark."
"Your loyalty and your men are greatly appreciated, Lord Monterys." Robb shakes his hand firmly looking over his shoulder at me and Chezney standing a few steps behind him with his direwolf Grey Wind at my heels. "You don't have to worry about your daughter, sir. I'll do right by her the way the Kingslayer should have been treating her when they became husband and wife, you have my word my lord."
My father smiled in my direction, removing his hand from the young wolf's before I ran over and embraced him in a long awaited hug that I never thought I would have with him ever again since the day I had left my childhood home. He lifted me up a little, squeezing me against his chest and kissing the crown of my head once I was back on my feet.
"Chezney!" My best friend and I both turned our heads at the familiar male voice that came through the crowd of men.
My best friend gasped when she saw Antler, my father's top guard and the man she was in a relationship with until the day we left Driftmark came up to her not caring about anyone else in front of him. "Antler. What - what are you - how are you here?"
"If my Lord is traveling across the world I have to follow him. I've missed you so much, Chez." He scooped her up in his arms, spinning her around for a few minutes before sitting her down on her feet.
She paused, releasing a gasp from her lips. "I - I missed you too." I bit my lip hearing the hesitation in her voice when she spoke towards him. Deep down I knew her heart belongs to another now and her feelings that she had for him had disappeared.
It was late at night before the sun had fully set that Chezney and I decided to take a nightly stroll through the castle to just simply chat with each other. Her mother had kept me in my lady lessons for almost the whole day, leaving my best friend to entertain herself for a few hours. "I appreciate the efforts your mother is making to teach me. But I think some of it is a bit much."
"Do you mean when she tells you to curtsy before a Lord or King or forces you to wear uncomfortable gowns every single day?" She sticks her tongue out doing a bald curtsy still walking beside me.
I laughed, shaking my head at her best impression of her mothers voice during the lessons. "You know me so well, Chez."
"What else are best friends for?" She grinned back at me.
I raised a brow seeing a brightness in her eyes that was something new about her. "What has made your eyes so bright these recent days. Have you found a boy you have feelings for?"
Chezney blushed looking at her shoes. "There is someone but he's way above my station so we've been meeting in secret."
"Please don't be involved with my brother." I blurted out that even though I cared for him I didn't want her to get hurt given that my brother had a few kids with other girls in the castle.
She held her hands up in surrender, calming my nerves. "Easy there, Hael. It's not your brother. It's your father's guard, Antler."
"He does his job honorably, that's for certain. I'm happy for you." I flashed her a smile and she looped her arm through mine and we kept walking through the castle. I wish we could go back to being so innocent and young but still be with the people we currently cared about.
Sitting in front of the fireplace in a wooden chair that was at the wooden table until I dragged it over where it was now. The large wooden door opened causing me to glance over my shoulder and see Robb entering the room once he had shut it behind him. "How was your time speaking with my father?"
"It went better than I expected to say the least. I must admit though he did scare the shit out of me almost when we first started talking while you were there. But it does give me relief that he is now pledging his men to our cause." Robb explained while in the process of removing his boots and cloak that he had on till he hung it up on the wall hook.
I rose from my current seat heading over to him but I kept my hands to myself given that we weren't still on good terms between the two of us. "My father will follow whoever can ensure our house's survival. But um Robb - I have to ask what exactly is happening between us. Are you going to work to earn my trust back or not?"
"Haelesa, I know I haven't been the husband you deserve. Given that we are in the middle of a war I can't do a big gesture but I can do one thing."
Crossing my arms over my chest I raised a brow. "And what exactly is that?"
"Haelesa Velaryon." Robb closed almost the whole distance between us, lowering himself down on one knee after taking both my hands in his larger ones. His soft gray-blue eyes focused upon mine. "We spoke vows before the old gods and the new that weren't for each other. I'm making my own vows to you now. I, Robb Stark of Winterfell, swear to be a better husband to you. I swear to be loyal to you, love you, and defend your name and honor."
Nodding my head at him I squeezed his hands in mine praying we could begin to trust each other like we once had. "I swear to do the same for you, young wolf." Robb rose from the floor gently cupping my face in his hands, gently kissing me and I hesitate to kiss him back instantly but still kiss him in the end.
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The Last Velaryon - Robb Stark
FanfictionHaelesa is the last daughter of the Velaryon tree, and her house is in danger of dying out. So her father decides to convince Tywin to make her and Jaime wed. Yet when she rides North with the royal family, she can't help but fall for the young wolf...