𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 ° robb stark

Demands

The northern lords and the Starks were currently gathered around their planning table, which was covered by the map. Adaya sat in a chair next to where her husband was standing, her hands resting over her large bump, which was going to be gone within the next four fortnight. Ser Alton Lannister stood before them, keeping his head down as Robb told the boy is demands.

"I am, Your Grace." The boy replied, avoiding eye contact with the northern king.

"I offer your cousins peace if they meet my terms. First, your family must release my sisters." Robb told him while someone wrote down the king's demands on a piece of parchment. "Second, my father's bones must be returned to us so he may rest beside his brother and sister in the crypts beneath Winterfell. And the remains of all those who died in his service must also be returned. Their families can honor them with proper funerals."

"An honorable request, Your Grace."

"Third... Joffrey and the Queen Regent must renounce all claim to dominion of the North. From this time, till the end of time, we are a free and independent kingdom."

Alton's eyes widened as a smirk appeared on Ser Rodrick's face. "The King in the North." The man said, standing tall.

"The King in the North." The other lords repeated.

"Neither Joffrey nor any of his men shall set foot in our lands again." Robb continued as of the lords hadn't even spoken. "If he disregards this command, he shall suffer the same fate as my father, only I don't need a servant to do my beheading for me."

Ser Alton seemed baffled. "These are... Your Grace, these are..."

"These are my terms. If the Queen Regent and her son meet them, I'll give them peace. If not, I will litter the south with Lannister dead."

"King Joffrey is a Baratheon, Your Grace."

Adaya, annoyed, spoke up next. "Oh is he?" This sudden outburst caused Alton to turned towards the Queen, shocked. "You'll ride at daybreak, Ser Alton. That will be all for tonight."

Robb smirked at his wife's actions as the squire rolled up the scroll and handed it to Alton before the soldiers dragged him out of the tent. As the other lords cleared out of the tent, Theon approached Robb.

"A word, Your Grace?" The ward asked.

Robb sighed softly. "You don't have to call me 'Your Grace' when no one's around."

"It's not so bad once you get used to it."

"I'm glad someone's gotten used to it."

"The Lannisters are going to reject your terms, you know?"

"Of course they are." Adaya said softly, earning a nod in agreement from Robb.

"We can fight them in the fields as long as you like, but we won't beat them until you take King's Landing." Theon reminded the married couple. "And we can't take King's Landing without ships. My father has ships and men who know how to sail them."

"Men who taught my father." Robb stated plainly.

"Men who fought King Robert to free themselves from the yoke of the South, just like you're doing now. I'm his only living son. He'll listen to me. I know he will. I'm not a Stark. I know that. But your father raised me to be an honorable man. We can avenge him together."