a wolf and a stag // r.stark 1.

3.8 Cold hands

Robb hugged her with his strong arms. She started to cry. "I am so sorry, love." he whispered while stroking her head, comforting her as much as he could.

"Water." Catelyn gave Arabella a cup of water. She took it and drank everything, her throat sore.

"Bring me the maester." Robb looked at his mother, who nodded and left. "Why were you walking alone, if you know this could happen?" he asked sitting next to her.

"You were right. I was wrong. Can we forget about this?" she stood up with her arms waving around.

"No we cannot." he stood up as well. "You could've die tonight, Bella! And I wasn't there to save you! And I am beyond mad at myself for letting you walk around and keeping my word to your every desire. You can be so childish sometimes!"

Arabella stared at her husband with anger in her eyes. He sighed. "I'm sorry--"

"No, don't." she sat down on her bed with an annoyed facial expression. Then Catelyn and Maester Wyman walked in.

"Maester." Robb nodded.

"Your Grace." he bowed his head down and moved to check on Arabella. His cold hands touched her neck and she hissed a little. "It'll heal soon. No need to panic." he told her and she nodded, her brown eyes darting down. "Use this cream and the bruises will heal."

"Thank you." she said looking up to see all the three people looking at her. The maester left with Catleyn following behind.

Arabella started dressing down. "You're mad at me." Robb sighed watching her slip off of her dress.

Arabella glanced at him from behind her shoulder and didn't say anything. Robb nodded to himself and lied down. Arabella did the same and looked at him. "I love you." she spoke. He shot his head at her and his blue eyes glistened, and a smile appeared on his face. "You are right, and I am angry that you are right. I need someone to look after me..."

"I'm glad you understand, love." he pulled her closer and they kissed.

The kiss got heated. Arabella was on top of him, getting rid of her nightgown. Robb grabbed her thighs and spun her around swiftly, so that he would be on top. She kissed him more as the two continued making love.

<...>

Arabella was putting her nightgown on, while Robb admired the view. "What?" she smirked to herself knowing he was looking.

"What what? I'm just admiring my wife." he chuckled kissing her shoulder. She smiled and their foreheads touched.

Suddenly, there was a knock on a door.

<...>

Martyn and Willem were sleeping. Then the younger boy, Martyn heard fighting outside his cell. He began to shake his brother. "Willem." he said.

The noise grew louder and doors opened. "Willem!" Martyn yelled again and the older boy woke up.

"Is this a rescue?" Willem asked but Rickard put him on his legs and walked over to Martyn.

"I didn't do anything. I'm just a--" Martyn wasn't able to finish, because he was stabbed into the heart. Willem lied down dead next to his brother.

<...>

Arabella bursted through the door and saw both of the boys lying down on the ground in the big hall. Robb was looking at them.

Catelyn sat down on a chair. Edmure and Brynden stood next to the two boys.

Arabella kneeled down to them and tears started pouring down her face. "No."

Robb looked down at Arabella. He found out the whole truth and was furious. "Bring them in." he said to Brynden, who started walking towards the door.

Arabella stood up and wiped her tears. She then walked behind Robb and lowered her head. Men started walking in. Karstark was being held in chains. Arabella looked at him in disgust. Then a man brought Jessabelle in.

Arabella wondered what her old maid was doing there. "Is that all of them?" Robb asked. Brynden nodded. "It took five of you to murder an unarmed squires?"

"No murder, your grace." Karstark shook his head. "Vengeance."

"Vengeance?" he asked and then turned his head to Jessabelle, who stood there with her head high. "What did my wife do, so you tried to kill her, Lord Karstark?"

And then it hit Arabella. It was Karstark, who secretly took Jessabelle to Riverrun, and he ordered her to murder Arabella.

"She is a Lannister." Rickard spat out.

"She is my wife!!!" Robb yelled loud and clear, through the hall. Rickard's eyes widened as he glanced at Arabella.

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