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for you alone i will be weak.
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IT WAS BLISS WAKING UP TO JEYNE every morning, to feel her little kisses against his lips as a smooth transition between dreams and reality. "Good morning husband," she whispered against his lips. "Last night, I was thinking," Jeyne sighed as her fingers ran through his auburn curls. "Will you come with me to Volantis, when all of this is over."
"I will," Robb smiled, pressing his lips against Jeyne's one last time. The kiss was deep and Robb shifted their bodies so he was hovering over her. Their naked limbs sweaty from last night's (insert) made their skin slick as Robb slide himself between his wife's legs. "I promise."
A knock on their door sounded and Robb's Uncle Brynden Tully came barging in. "Excuse me—Oh, I'm sorry I didn't—
Robb exhaled, as Jeyne's olive face burned scarlet as she quickly moved to cover her modesty. Rolling his eyes, he kissed her once more before turning over to look his humoured uncle in his eyes. "It's fine uncle," Robb brushed off pulling on a robe to cover himself. "What news do you bear?"
"The men have returned from the stone mill," Brynden said his eyes not wavering from Robb. "I've gathered them in the great hall when you're... ready."
Nodding, Brynden Tully slid from Robb's chamber room, the glint still in his eye as he shut the door behind him.
Suddenly, a pillow hit the Northern King right smack in the back of his head. "Hey!" he turned around to see as his wife burst out in a fit of laughter. Jumping back on the bed, Robb landed right over Jeyne kissing her solidly.
"That was humiliating," she groaned.
"He didn't see anything." Robb shrugged, staring the beauty right in her chocolate brown eyes. "I have to go tend to my men now, will you be alright here alone?"
Jeyne rolled her eyes. Robb knew she would be fine, that despite him telling her she no longer needed to tend to the men that she still would later this afternoon than come back to tell him all the gory details she witnessed. He knew that his wife was fully capable of keeping busy, he just wished that she had somebody else to keep her company.
