Nothing Without Sacrifice {Game of Thrones} - Season 1

Baelor - Episode 9 - Kienna/Robb/Kiara

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Only two more episodes left in season 1! I hope you are as excited as I am. I can't wait to continue on through the seasons! (For those of you who don't know, I am planning to do all of the seasons/follow Kienna's story as long as she survives!) I am aware I sometimes take a while to update, but I like to take my time to assure that I give GOT and ASOIAF justice!

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Kienna

The morning air was brisk as we stood on the hill overlooking the Twins. I hadn't ever seen them before and admired the structured towers. I pulled my cloak tighter around myself as a small gust found its way beneath my clothes.

Beside me Theon rose his bow in silence. I watched as he took his aim and fired effortlessly. My eyes trailed the arrow until it struck a flying raven. The bird fell from the sky and Theon went over to collect its written message.

Theon handed the message to Robb, who read it over.

"It's a nameday message to his grand-niece Walda," Robb announced. 

"Or so Walder Frey would have you think," Theon suggested.

"Keep shooting them down," Lady Stark said. "We can't risk Lord Walder sending word of your movements to the Lannisters."

"He's grandfather's bannerman," Robb looked at her. "We can't expect his support?"

"Expect nothing of Walder Frey and you'll never be surprised." Greatjon Umber advised Robb. Then his eyes narrowed at something. "Look."

We all looked up to see a pair of riders approaching us. They held a white flag and were not threatening looking in any way.

"My father rots in a dungeon," Robb said. "How long before they take his head?" I looked at Robb to examine his expression, but his eyes were locked on the riders. "We need to cross the Trident and we need to do it now."

"Just march up to his gates and tell him you're crossing," Theon suggested "We've got five times his numbers. You can take the Twins if you have to."

"Not in time," Ser Rodrik added. "Tywin Lannister marches North as we speak."

"The Frey's have held the crossing for six hundred years." Lady Stark said. "And for six hundred years they have never failed to exact their toll."

"Have my horse saddled and ready," Robb said. My head snapped towards Robb in surprise at his suggestion.

"Enter the Twins alone and he'll sell you to the Lannisters as he likes," Lord Umber said.

"Or throw you in a dungeon," Theon added. "Or slit your throat." I swallowed hard.

"My father would do whatever it took to secure our crossing," Robb said. "If I'm going to lead this army I can't have other men doing my bargaining for me."

"I agree," Lady Stark nodded. "I'll go."

Everyone disagreed at once.

"I've known Lord Walder since I was a girl," Lady Stark assured them. "He would never harm me."

"Unless there was a profit in it," Lord Umber muttered.

They hesitantly agreed to let Lady Stark enter the Twins. I was just about to go back to my tent when Catelyn took my arm gently.