"That rain will cost us another day," Rickard Karstark mused walking into the tent where Sanira was helping Robb dry off, they had been forced to set up camp for the night since there was no way that they could continue on.
Edmure looked far from pleased about what was happening right now, another day that he was delayed from marrying the ugly Frey girl was not a problem for him.
"Lord Frey will wait, he knows we are coming," Edmure replied pouring himself another drink, he didn't look in the direction of his nephew wondering what Robb was even thinking by considering this.
Hoster Tully would be cursing them from the afterlife after spending years refusing such an agreement since there was no way that a Frey would be good enough for his son and heir; the Freys had always wanted such a match when he was alive.
"Lord Walder is prickly by nature..." Robb murmured remembering what his mother had told him about the man, he didn't wish to cause anymore offence when things were starting to move in their favour again.
Sanira snorted, she had never met Lord Walder but she had heard quite a bit about him since she was a young girl and no one had ever had a pleasant word to say about him or his family.
"Prickly... he is the least pleasant man I have ever met," Greatjon Umber interrupted, he had never met a man like him and he knew that they would have to be wary when they arrived at the Twins.
It didn't make sense to them why Walder had been so upset about the fact that Robb hadn't turned Sanira away when she had turned up that night.
"I've see wet shits I liked better than him," Greatjon Umber continued helping himself to a drink, no one was as unpleasant as Walder Frey and they needed his alliance right now.
The tent fell silent at his words and the men all stared at Greatjon, who paused before realising what he had just said before his Queen; he slowly turned to look at her opening that he hadn't caused her much offence with his mistake.
"My deepest apologises, Your Grace," Greatjon Umber stated knowing that was no way that he should speak in front of, not only his Queen, but any woman.
His wife would have boxed his ears if she had been here with him now, she had never liked such language and she had tried to ensure that their sons would never heard such words.
Sanira shook her head with a smile, she wasn't even surprised with such a slip up; in the six months that she had been traveling with Robb and his army things had really changed.
"I've heard worse," Sanira reassured him with a smile, she saw no reason for him to be ashamed when he was only saying what he thought.
Robb snorted and rested his head against her shoulder, it had been a long day and they still had to make it to the Twins so that Edmure could marry Roslin Frey.
The men chuckled at her words and nodded, it had been a long trip for them all and they had no idea when this would be over; it was strange to think how much had changed in the last two years.
"We should all get some sleep," Robb ordered wanting some time with his wife, they would have to be up early in the morning in hopes of making it to the Twins in the next few days.
The men finished off their drinks leaving the royal couple alone, each knowing that it was still quite a trip to the Twins still to come before they arrived.
Sanira smiled kissing Robb, she was a little relieved to have her husband to herself for a little while; it had been a while since it had just been them while they had been traveling on the road.
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The candles burnt low in the tent as Robb lay in bed with Sanira, he kissed his wife not caring about what the future held for them in that moment; all that mattered was that she was here with him.
The few hours of distraction had been nice and Robb had been able to forget that they were in the middle of a war; it reminded him of when they had first married back in Winterfell.
Sanira was a little disappointed when Robb moved to climb out of bed, it was rare that they had moments that they could share with one another but she had hoped for a little more right now.
There was something playing on her mind and Sanira wanted the right moment to share it with him; it felt strange that it had happened when it had.
Climbing out of bed, Robb moved to pull on something to keep him warm while he looked over the map; everything was falling into place and he hoped that things would go well when they reached the Twins.
"If you don't put some clothes on... I can't promise I won't attack you again," Robb teased turning to look at Sanira again, he leant against the table while he tied his robe around him; his blue eyes sweeping over her naked body.
Sanira smiled and rolled over onto her stomach, she was pleased to see that he still found her attractive after she'd had Karlon; her mother had often complained and warned her that men lost interest once women had given birth since their bodies looked different.
Robb watched her for a moment before turning back to the map, there was still so much that needed to be decided on and he wanted to be prepared for after the wedding.
Moving to start composing a letter to her grandmother, it had been a while since Sanira had heard from her and she was sure that Sylvina would be grieving for the loss of Rolan.
"Say hello to your grandmother for me," Robb murmured looking over to Sanira, he knew that she spoke with Sylvina when she could so that she could be kept up to date on how Karlon was.
Sanira smiled at his words, she was relieved that things were starting to make sense and she did hope that her mother's control over Aeredale would soon be displaced; she was sure Arthur would come to help them then.
"She looks forward to meeting you... and her new grandchild," Sanira said smiling, she stopped writing and looked over at Robb waiting to see how he would react to the news.
She had found out a couple of days ago and had been waiting for the right moment to break the news to him; now seemed like the right time and they were alone.
Robb nodded his head eyeing the map before her words started to sink in and he turned to look at Sanira; Sylvina had already met Karlon since he was living with her.
"What now?" Robb asked turning his attention to Sanira, his heart pounded in his chest at the mere idea that his wife was pregnant right now and that they were going to have another child.
Sanira watched him, she set down the quell that she had been writing with waiting to see what Robb would do now; she had been worried about the timing of this pregnancy.
"Are you serious?" Robb questioned slowly getting to his feet, he had known that they would have another baby one day but he hadn't thought it would happen so soon.
Of course, Sansa was four years younger than him but Robb knew many families that had children with a couple of years of one another.
Sanira nodded her head, she had spoken with someone who had confirmed her thoughts and she was a couple of months along at this point; she had never thought it would happen so quick.
"I love you," Robb breathed getting to his feet and moving to kiss Sanira, he was so happy right now with that news.
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Lady of Winterfell
FanfictionSanira Tremaine has been plagued by night terrors for as long as she could remember. Game of Thrones. Follows the first three seasons. Robb/OC. Book One of the Winds of Freedom.