Siren

Robb was supposed to marry one of the Frey daughters but instead betrayed his oath and married Lady Talisa. When he comes to make amends with the house and The Twins, he meets Kyara Frey, one of the many daughters of Walder Frey.

She was born from him and his young wife; Angel Rivers, said to be the most beautiful bastard in the Seven Kingdoms. Her forced marriage to the Lord of the Twins was disputed widely across the Riverlands, but alas she was only a bastard girl of 16. If she didn't follow her true father's orders, she would've been left to rot in a ditch. The wedding of the Late Lord and the Bastard Beauty was the most popular of any of his weddings, with men travelling all the way from Dorne to get a glance at the little angel. It was no doubt her only daughter would be anything but remarkable as well, and Kyara proved this true.

The newborn lost her mother the night she came into the world, and in that also lost the chance to grow up as graceful and dutiful as little Angel was. She grew up motherless, the only womanly figures in her life being those of her sisters and the new wives her father would take that she realised were closer to her age than his.

The Crossing wasn't a big place, especially not with so many children wandering around the grounds, and Kyara could barely get a word in amongst the rambling of her siblings and extended family. She was just a girl that took up too much space. That was before she realised how important her words were, especially when they were listened to by the right kind of people.

After years of being pushed around by the older Freys, she decided to speak up. And she was good at speaking up. People tended to listen to her, naturally, she could get what she wanted with just a few words and no one ever got upset when she spoke too much. Her voice had a comforting allure in which everyone was enraptured They branded her a Siren, and she loved being likened to a predator.

She studied and learnt the effects of words and new languages, and she learned fast. Eventually, her voice grew too loud for the Twins and her father was more than happy to ship her off on her adventures across the Narrow Sea, as long as when she came back she would do her duty and marry a man he sees fit. This luxury was only extended to her due to the fact that she was the only pretty Frey-born girl their family had seen in centuries, and he knew finding her a husband would be little work. It was his other children he needed to focus on sending away first.

She travelled to Braavos, Pentos and Volantis, learning both High Valerian and the bastard version of the language, the Dothraki Tongue and the Summer Tongue, being able to talk to any foreign man or woman without a problem by the time she returned home. She revelled in the new cultures and basked before shrines to Gods she had never knew existed.

When she did return, her kingdom was in ruin, with a different King in every corner and a little blonde boy on the Iron Throne. The Wolf King banging on their doors and asking for forgiveness.

She had missed a lot.