Lady of Winterfell

Chapter Thirty-Four: Heir to the Throne

"Sanira?" Robb breathed in awe of the fact that his wife was here, he couldn't take his eyes off her and like the breath had been taken from his body; he stared in wonder at the fact that she was alive and so was their unborn child. 

It had never occurred to him that the rumours of her murder might not be true, Robb had never thought that they might just be rumours and he was glad that he had been wrong. 

Sanira's brown eyes snapped to Robb and tears filled her eyes at the sight of her husband for the first time in months; she had never thought that this day would come so fast. 

Roose stared at the scene before him, this was not what he had been expecting and he was surprised that Theon hadn't dealt with the problem in hand. 

Not wasting a moment, Robb moved towards his wife and wrapped her up in his arms; he held her close not wanting to let her go for even a second. 

It had been too long since they had last seen one another and Robb had never thought that he would get this chance again; he had spent weeks thinking that Theon had murdered them. 

Sanira relaxed into the hug for a moment, she had missed him so much and she had thought that it would be longer before they would be reunited in such a way. 

A sharp pain made Sanira gasp and she closed her eyes knowing that this was not how she had pictured their reunion; she was going to have their baby soon and she doubted that they would have to wait long. 

"What is it?" Robb asked concerned that his wife had been hurt, he held her by the shoulders and searched her face trying to work out what was going on. 

Aiana wished that she had someone in her life like Robb, she was so happy for her friend and she was sure that they were a lot safer here than they were anywhere else.

"Baby is coming," Sanira hissed trying to catch her breath, she took a couple of deep breathes knowing that this was certainly going to put a damper on their reunion; she had no doubts that this would change things. 

Robb swallowed thickly, his blue eyes moved down to the bump that she carried and found it hard to believe that this was happening now; his child was going to be born in the middle of a war camp. 

"Take Rickon to my mother," Robb ordered before sweeping down to pick Sanira up so that he could carry her to his tent; he didn't know how long they would have until the baby arrived but he wasn't taking any chances. 

Rickon was ushered towards the tent where Catelyn was being held, Shaggydog following after him as he disappeared into the camp while Robb headed to his own tent. 

Aiana followed loyally knowing that she could not leave her friend to go through this alone, nothing would prepare Sanira for what came next; there was no telling how long the labour could take. 

Entering his tent, Robb hurried to set Sanira down on his bed wanting her to be comfortable; he wasn't sure what to make of this but hope that their child was going to be okay. 

The tent flaps moved and Talisa warily stepped into the tent, she felt uneasy about being here but she was sure that as a healer that she could help in some way. 

"I can help," Talisa offered stepping into the tent followed by two silent sisters that followed the Stark army during their war for freedom. 

Talisa had sought them out when she had heard that Sanira had been found alive and was in labour; they might have dealt more with death but she was sure they would know how to help now in some way. 

Robb nodded to the healer, he was hopeful that the child wasn't going to give them too much grief.

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