A/N: Hello again! Okay, heres another short chapter! I hope youre enjoying the story ! Thank you for all the reads, and story alerts! Means a lot:D. Please R&R

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When atlast Roslin slept, she dreamt of the riverside. The sun was shining and the wind blew a refreshing breeze. Tree branches clashed against eachother creating a relaxing hum. Unexpectedly she saw a figure of a man sitting on the large rock by the shore. She couldn't tell quite who it was, he was tall, much taller than she, with dark hair, she felt herself walking toward him without hesitation. He must've heard her coming, because he began to turn. Just as he faced her she began to wake…she tried to fall back asleep, but the sound of the birds singing were becoming louder and louder.

She craved to know who it was, but her eyes began to blink open. The shining sun blinded her momentarily, threatening to lose the imagine of the man in her dream. She shut her eyes trying to picture him once again, but could only see the contours of his body.

Roslin sighed before moving the covers away from her body. She swung her legs over the side and breathed in the cool morning air.

She took her time getting dressed, it was sunday today and she hoped today everyone would take a day off from planning and have some leisurely time together, or let the men recover from last night. A welcomed thought, but an unlikely one.

"Morning sister" Arwyn chimed skipping toward her at the end of the staircase.

"Goodmorning Arwyn. Did you sleep well?" Arywn nodded happily, now walking side by side her down the stairs.

"I did. You look a bit frazzled" Arwyn always had a knack for speaking her mind, nothing ever really fazing her.

Roslin frowned slightly, "A bad dream" She said somewhat truthfully. Arwyn stared at her sister, "Was it about the white walkers?" Arwyn eyes opened slightly in horror.

Roslin let out a small laugh, placing her arm around her sister's shoulders and giving her a tight squeeze, "No. Nothing of the sort. Don't be silly"

"I've had dreams of them" Arwyn mumbled, looking to the ground. Roslin stopped and turned her sister to her. She knelt down slowly in front of her, "You know I would never let anything harm you. Yes?"

Arwyn continued to look at her shoes before Roslin lifted her chin; forcing their eyes to meet. "Yes…i know. But when you go away with Lord Emdure, who will be here then?" Roslin's forehead creased, her sister did have a point.

"If I'm not here, Alys will take care of you. Riverrunn isn't too far away, if ever you need me send a raven and Ill be by your side before you know it" She gave her little sister a comforting smile. Arwyn hardly took to it, "You'll be too busy being a Lady"

Roslin shook her head, "Never" Arwyn offered a small smile. roslin got back up and hugged her sister closely, "My sisters are the most important to me…even once I'm Lady of Riverrunn"

"Promise?" Arwyn stared up to her sister, "Promise" Roslin assured.

The pair entered the Great Hall, both chattering away before they were interupted by a worried voice. "Oh, Roslin, there you are dear" Catelyn Stark stood and walked toward her. "Im afraid Edmure has a slight fever this morning"

"Oh, what is wrong?" Roslin asked anxiously.

"He complains of stomach pains, and nausea" The woman answered from beside Catelyn.

"Well, I suppose we must hold off on the planning for today." Catelyn bit her lip, Roslin could tell she had much on her mind.

"He's resting now M'Lady…but he will not eat" A maid said beside them, "Thank you" Catelyn nodded to the woman before she exited the room.

"I know of a herb I can get in a certain part of the Woods" Roslin spoke softly just as Catelyn began to walk back to her seat.

"It is not safe for a Lady to roam around the forests alone…you should take some personal guards with you" Catelyn Stark said in a concerned tone, turning around.

"She's not a lady yet…" Tyta said in a harsh tone from her seat. Catelyn instantly turned her gaze to her; Tyta lowered her gaze immediately.

"Tyta is right, I'm not a lady yet…and I've been there many of times alone…" Roslin reasured Catelyn. "I'd like to help any way I can" She added

"Allow me to accompany you atleast" Came Robb's voice from behind his mother, Roslin hadn't noticed her entered the room…or if he was there the entire time. All the eyes looked at him, but he kept his gaze on Roslin. She nodded, "Thank you Lord Stark" She said politely.

"We should leave as soon, there looks to be a storm today" Robb moved a few steps toward Roslin, "Yes, yes…the Gods be good they'll wait for you two to return" Catelyn murmured taking her seat back at the table.

"Here's your robe Roslin" She turned to see Arwyn holding her dark cloak with a bright smiled. "Thank you Arwyn. You are becoming quite a sprinter arent you?" Arwyn giggled.

"Shall we go then?" By now Robb was close to Roslin's side, she nodded timidly.

The two came to the bailey, their horses already sattled and waiting, along with Grey Wind. Hopping on quickly, Roslin lead the way off the castle grounds with a light gallop.

"It is a gloomy day, isnt it?" Roslin said looking up to the cloudy, grey sky.

"Yes" Robb agreed "I'm sure we'll have enough time to get back before the storm comes"

"If we're lucky. But i do hope these herbs will help L-, Edmure…so you will be able to go home sooner Milord. I'm sure you miss it" Roslin tried to make small talk, to ease her nerves.

"I do miss it very much…but it isnt the first time I've been away from Winterfell" Roslin nodded, "I first left Winterfell to go to war" His words caught her off guard; she wasn't accustomed to talking of war.

"How old were you?" Roslin had only heard stories from her sisters about him and the North going to battle, but she knew not everything they said could be true.

"Seventeen" He said it quite plainly, as if it were normal.

"So young of age…Weren't you scared?" Robb turned his gaze to her, his expression wasn't something Roslin knew well...she couldn't put it to one word. "It was something that needed to be done" He finally said.

"It seems you had to grow up so quickly" Roslin felt sorry for him, he hardly had time to be a child, hardly able to be silly and carefree. She slowed her pace, Robb doing the same as they crossed a muddy river shore.

"They had my father captive, took my sisters hostage, and expected me to kneel down to Joffrey, along with all of North eventually"

Roslin nodded in understanding, "I'm sorry…" Robb gave her a questioning stare, "About your father" Robb's jaw faintly clenched, "Do you miss him?" Roslin asked without thinking. She didn't know if she would miss her father very much, as horrible as it sounds, she knew, but he wasn't what one would say a 'loving' or 'attentive' father. But the stories said of Lord Eddard Stark were nothing less than heroic and honorable.

Robb looked onwawrd, and took a few seconds to answer. "Everyday I wished he was here, with me…my mother, brothers and sisters. I wish he was here to tell me what I need to do" Robb faced unchanged, still serious and unwilling to show sadness. Roslin didn't buy his stone carved face; she knew under his reluctant mask was heartrending pain, but he wouldn't put aside his pride.

Roslin reached for his hands, which were gripping tightly on his reins. Uncomforting warmth came over her hand. His eyes met hers, "He'd be proud of you" Roslin removed her hand from his, the warmth leaving soon after.

"We need to walk the rest of the way" Roslin stopped Wind and hopped off, Robb following suit. Grey Wind took off ahead into the forest. They tied the horses to the tree and began to walk further into the forest.

Roslin lead the way, manouvering over large stones, tree trunks and puddles with much ease…this route was the only thing she knew like the back of her hand.

"You come here unaccompanied?" Robb asked, ducking over a few tree branches and almost fumbling over a large stone.

Roslin laughed lightly, "I've come here since I was a child, a friend of my mother's showed me this place…many plants grow around here" Roslin stooped under another tree branch, Robb avoiding it as well.

She could hear Robb low grunts and heavy breathing coming from behind her. Roslin stopped and looked back, "Should I slow down Lord Stark?" She had trouble holding in her laughter as he slipped on a rock. He let out a hardy chuckle, and grinned, "Not used to such terrain. How do you do it?" Roslin extended her hand absentmindedly, he taking it as he climbed around another large boulder. A glimpse of recollection came over his face, "Since you were a child" he gave repeated with a small grin, Roslin nodded smiling. Grey Wind was standing above the small hill looking back at them and then down the slope.

"Always likes to be first doesn't he?" Robb laughed, "We're almost there" Roslin turned back again, and slowly took steps down a small slope, holding onto tree stumps and using rocks as stepping stones.

"Here it is" Roslin moved down quicker and knelt down by a tree stub. Robb knelt one knee down, resting his arm on it a few seconds later.

"This will help with his stomach" Roslin began to pluck to herbs from the ground and collecting it on her lap. Robb was about to touch a plant when Roslin grabbed it gently. "That, will make you itch for days" Robb looked at the plant, it looked innocent enough, just a three leaf green flower. Roslin withdrew her hand, Robb then placing his hands back to his knee.

"How do you know so much about these?" He asked curiously, snatching up a piece of herb Roslin was picking and examining it.

"I've read some books, and had some help" Roslin got up and moved around a few large rocks, and then kneeling back down. Robb followed behind, "What will that do?"

"Seems like he may have a stomach infection…or maybe on the way to a cold, he'll likely have the shivers soon, this will help ease that" Roslin took a few roots and stood. She looked around the area around her, dozens of flowers and herbs growing around the rocks and trees.

"My wife, Jeyne, would like it here, i think" Robb said as he looked around as well.

"Oh?" Roslin turned to him.

"She's good with medicine. It's because of her that i'm alive" Robb said truthfully.

"Oh?" Roslin said again, this time much more curious, Robb picked off little bits of a leaf throwing them on the ground.

"She helped heal me when I was wounded in battle. A fever was taking me…" Robb's gaze was off looking in the distance.

"Lucky she was there" Roslin kindheartedly smiled, Robb didn't say anything in return. "You love her very much" Roslin said, not a question but of a statement.

He turned back to face her "She is a very kind and warm hearted girl."

"She is fortunate to have you" Roslin looked up from the herbs gathered in her hands and caught Robb's eye quickly, his small smile clearly visible. Roslin lowered her gaze and continued to move on around the moss covered trees.

"I think this will help with any infection he may have" Roslin took a small portion of root growing off the tree, she turned to Robb, "Except it tastes like horse pooh" They both laughed, "He wont be pleased if he takes that"

Robb grinned. A loud thunder came overhead suddenly, "Guess we weren't as lucky as we thought" Roslin said looking up to the trees and sky

"No, doesn't seem that way does it?" Robb said rhetorically, "We should head back, did you get everything you needed?"

"This will do" Roslin said, "We shoud hurry back to the horses" Robb extended his hand to help her over a large rock, she taking it gladly.

Grey Wind barked at them urging to hurry their pace. Robb moved quicker this time, hopping over the rocks and holding onto tree branches, helping Roslin every few seconds.

Just as the pair got to their horses rain began to spit down on them. They mounted quickly and galloped down the road. The rain began to pour down now, thunder growing louder and louder.

Robb squinted his eyes, the raindrops falling on his eyelashes, he looked to Roslin, "Are you alright?" He said over the torrential rain and lightening. Roslin nodded quickly. Swiftly a crash of lightening smashed down infront of them causing a large tree to collapse down. Wind reared back, Roslin held on the reins tightly.

"Should we cut through the forest?" Roslin screamed over the pounding rain. Robb looked to either side quickly, to the right were high stones and to the left was deep woods. He hardly knew if the woods would be safe with crashing trees all around them but it looked as if they had no choice.

"Stay close" He exclaimed, Roslin nodded. Grey Wind ran ahead of them. The rain was crashing on them harder now, it feeling like pricks on Roslin's porclean skin. "That way!" Roslin pointed to the left, the years of travelling these forests hardly doing any help, the rain and lightening miraging everything.

Suddenly another tree crashed down, Robb and his horse flying back, Robb almost being bucked off. He steadied himself but Roslin began to panic, the tree was blocking the only way she knew back.

Unexpectedly a loud bark was heard from their side, both Robb and Roslin's head snapped. There Grey Wind stood in a crivase under large boulders. Quickly they made their way to him. It was a small cave, only more than a few meters deep and wide, a tight fit once the horses were inside.

"Well…that was close" Robb peaked up at the black sky from underneith the rocks. "We'll stay here till the storm blows over" he announced taking off his now drenched gloves. "Good boy" Robb patted Grey Wind's head.

"I've never been out in a storm like this" Roslin said while trying to take off Wind's sattle. Robb moved over to her, taking over and removing both of the sattles. It wasn't until then Roslin realised how cold she was. She covered her arms with her cloke; it not doing much good. Robb turned and noticed right away her shivering body, "I'll make us a fire"

Roslin looked around, there wasn't much other than rock and small twigs, but Robb collected them anyway. He stacked them neatly, then using two small rocks began to try and spark a flame. Roslin watched as his determined face showed no faultering after minutes passed without a spark.

With one last hard clash of rocks a small glint caught a leaf. A pleased smile formed on his lips. "You're quite handy without a sword aswell" Roslin smiled as she watched the flames grow a little larger.

Robb grinned, placing another small twig on the flame. Roslin leaned a little toward the small flames and sat against the hard stone. Not a minute passed before Robb turned his eyes to Roslin. She was still shaking, she could barely feel her hands or feet. Robb knelt up from his seat and took a step passed the fire to sit beside her.

His sudden presense warmed her right side. "Our bodies will create more heat" He said gazing down at her. He took hold of her small white hands, rubbed them and puffed his breath on them. Roslin looked at him, she wasn't used to such kindness from a man; he father really being the only man in her life. He gave a small smile, "The many nights at war. You learn." Roslin smiled, "Thank you" Her hands were considerably warmer, and she began to move her fingers once again. It seemed without much attention, Robb and her hands began to intertwine. They both stared at them for a while, each looking down at the contrast between his olive skin and her porclean.

She looked up at him, her brown eyes meeting his blue ones. Roslin felt herself leaning closer to him, not being able to stop, and it seemed as if he was tilting his head toward her.

"You should rest Roslin. I'll wake you when the storm passes" Robb murmurred, lowering his gaze and leaning his head against the stone. Roslin dropped her eyes as well and nodded. What had she done, a stupid move on her part. She mentally shook herself and closed her eyes, the sound of rain and thunder drifting off in her mind.

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