𝚁𝙾𝚂𝙴 ° robb stark

Riverrun

Adaya stood on the small dock beside Catelyn, holding her sleeping daughter in her arms. She watched as Robb and the Blackfish, Bryden, pushes the boat containing the late Lord Tully away from the dock and down the river. The two men silently moved back and stood beside their family, watching as the boat drifted away.

Edmure, Catelyn's brother, stepped forwards with his bow in hand. As the man lit his arrow on fire, he drew it back and let it fly into the air. The flaming arrow hit the water with a soft splash, missing the boat. He did the same with two more arrows, getting closer with each one, but still missing his target.

Adaya could hear Robb laughing ever so slightly under his breath and she elbowed his harshly in the side. The boy stopped laughing and straightened himself again.

Fed up with the whole ordeal, the Blackfish stepped forwards and shoved his nephew out of the way, taking the bow from him. With one arrow, the man was able to light the boat on fire before he shoved the weapon back into Edmure's hands and stalked away. Everyone watched the boat until it was out of sight before ending the ceremony.

•~•

Robb looked out the window at the endless fields and trees below as his uncle spoke behind him, trying to fight his side. Adaya, meanwhile, sat at the table with her hands folded in her lap, keeping quiet as she listens to what Edmure has to say.

"If I may, nephew," The man started. "I encountered a situation with one of my lieutenants at the Stone Mill which may have some bearing-"

The Blackfish sighed and cut his own nephew short of what he was going to say. "Why don't you shut your mouth about that damned mill? And don't call him "nephew." He is your king."

"Robb knows I meant no disr-"

"You're lucky I'm not your king. I wouldn't let you wave your blunders around like a victory flag."

"Gentlemen." Adaya said kindly, but when the two Tulley's turned to face her, her eyes were full of warning. She was annoyed with the bickering always happening between men who claimed themseleves to be men but acted as if they were children.

"Apologizes, My Queen." Edmure said, bowing to Adaya before turning to Robb again. "My blunder sent Tywin's mad scurrying back to Casterly Rock with his tail between his legs. I think King Robb understands we're not gonna win this war if he's the only one winning any battles. No, there's glory enough to go around."

"It's not about glory." Robb said sternly, quickly shutting his uncle up as he spun to face the others in the room. "Your instructions were to wait for him to come to you."

Edmure sighed as he spread his arms out with a smug and proud look on his face. "I seized an opportunity."

"What value was the mill?" Adaya asked, causing the men to look over at her.

"My lady?" Edmure questioned, not quite sure how to answer what she asked.

"You heard what I asked, Lord Edmure." She said sternly. "And I am not your lady...I am your Queen. Now answer my question."

Robb wore a proud smirk as he heard his wife speak to Edmure; he was proud that she was finally living up to her role as Queen in the North.

The younger Tulley took a deep breath before he spoke. "The Mountain was garrisoned across the river from it."

"Is be there now?" Adaya asked, though she already knew the answer, only for Edmure to look at her with his mouth agape, not quite sure how to answer. "Of course he's not."

Edmure turned away from Adaya and faced Robb. "We took the fight to him. He could not withstand us."

"I wanted to draw the Mountain into the west, into our country where we could surround him and kill him." Robb told him sternly, upset that his uncle's impatience ruined his plan. "I wanted him to chase us, which he would have done because he is a mad without a strategic thought in his head. I could have that head on a spike by now. Instead, I have a mill."

"We took hostages. Willem Lannister. Martyn Lannister."

The Stark queen sighed. "Willem and Martyn Lannister are fourteen years old."

"Martyn is fifteen." Brynden said, seemingly amused by how Edmure was getting scolded by his nephew and his wife. "I believe, My Queen."

"Tywin Lannister has my sister." Robb said, causing everyone's attention to turn to him once more. "Have I sued for peace?"

"N-no." Edmure stuttered out.

"Do you think he'll sue for peace because we have his father's brother's great-grandsons?" The king said, his anger clear in his voice as he slightly raised his voice at Edmure.

"No."

"How many men did you lose?"

Edmure was quick to argue upon hearing Robb's question. "But for every man we lost, the Lannisters-"

"We need our men more than Tywin needs his!" Robb scolded, now hollering at his uncle.

"I'm sorry." Edmure said, but his tone made him seem like he didn't really mean it and just wanted to whole ordeal to be over with. "I didn't know."

"You would have. Right here today at this gathering if you had been patient."

The Blackfish spoke up next. "We seem to be running short of patience here."

"You know who isn't?" Adaya asked, causing everyone to turn towards her, though most already knew the answer. "Tywin Lannister."