Game of Dragonborn.

Chapter 104 - Discussions at Tully Castle.

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Third Person POV.
Riverrun.

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A group of people was passing through the gates of Riverrun while the banners of the Starks and the Blackfish were fastened to their standards.

"Father..." Catelyn murmured as she finally approached her family at the Tully seat. The army led by Robb finally seemed to be joining the Northern forces after dealing with a few more conflicts in the past week.

"My daughter... It's good to see you after so many years..." Hoster Tully stepped forward and embraced her before pulling back a little and smiling at her. Then he looked to the side and saw Robb Stark, the one who had led the Northern army there.

"You look so much like Catelyn... It's good to see the Tully blood is strong," he said, before beginning to cough.

"Hoster Tully," Robb said, greeting him.

Soon after came Edmure, also to greet them, while the Blackfish had gone north to deal with Lannister garrisons that had settled along the path, trying to rescue Jaime Lannister after his capture.

"Father... About the things I saw..." Catelyn murmured, cautiously, while Hoster was still coughing a bit, averting his gaze to his daughter.

"I know. We'll talk about it inside the castle," he said, and she only nodded, still worried.

After Edmure greeted Catelyn, Robb advanced with the family to Hoster's solar, while Robb left his men organizing the camp.

The Northern army had spoken of nothing else over the past week, which was quite predictable after Robb Stark returned with his men from going after whoever had been killing the Frey soldiers.

Half the men had died, while others had broken bones. Only Robb was unharmed. Lord Umber himself and his son were severely injured, with Greatjon Umber's arms and even leg broken, putting him out of combat.

Hearing that they confronted Jon Snow, while he used a power that simply decimated all the enemies, was terrifying. They were still searching for any trace of his presence in Riverrun, but he had simply vanished.

And news from the West was arriving, followed by the chaos that had occurred at the Citadel days ago. Leaving everyone even more uneasy.

"So he stole the entire Tully family vault..." Catelyn murmured. She no longer had the arrogance she once carried. The rage had been replaced by fear.

Fear after seeing the state in which her son's group had returned. Her son, for some reason, had not been hurt like the others. According to Robb himself, Jon had not attacked him, saying he would "deal with him later."

'He said we weren't brothers. And that he's not my father's son...' Robb had said that night, while being treated and then left alone with her.

'What do you mean?' Catelyn murmured, while they were alone in that medical tent.

'He said his name is Daemon Targaryen. That he's the son of Lyanna and Rhaegar. He's here for vengeance. Said he'll deal with all the families that stood against the Targaryens.'

Catelyn didn't even hear the second part. The shock of hearing that had clouded her mind. All she could think was that the bastard, in the end, wasn't Ned's son... and now he was seeking revenge, which could be far worse than any fear she had ever had of him before.

That was confirmed even more when her uncle came to meet them with an army, bringing news of what had happened at the family seat. Snow himself—if that was still his name—had appeared that same night, after dealing with Robb, and had stolen from his family.