A/N: Heya! So I've been wanting to write a short story based on Game of Thrones for quite some time now! Originally I was going to do a Jon Snow story, but recently I've come to like Robb Stark's character. I hope you enjoy it.

"She wont be happy about that" Robb stated, Catelyn breathed out a small laugh, and then glanced back at Robb "And..." Robb said in a stern voice, the other men in the room looking on curiously.

"And" Catelyn paused. "When the fighting is done, you, will marry one of his daughters. Whichever you prefer, he has a number he thinks will be suitable"

"I see.." His face hardly faltered "Did you get a look at his daughters?" His voice a bit hopeful. Theon let out a laugh beside him, the other men grinning.

"I did" Catelyn slightly shrugged, her face having an unpleasant look to it.

"And.."

Catelyn paused and looked down for a moment, then stared back into Robb's piercing blue eyes "One was..." She drifted off, Robb's eyes fell. "Do you consent?" Lady Stark asked, knowing her son could not refuse.

"Can i refuse?" Robb already knew the answer.

"Not if you want to cross"

Robb regained himself, "Then i consent" He said firmly, his chin high before he strode out of the tent with Grey Wind closely behind.

"Did you see him?" Lythene looked out the window "Did you?" She repeated excitedly

Perriane rolled her and walked across the room, "No. He did not come. Lady Stark was here for him..apparently father and her have known each other since infancy"

"I heard he is quite handsome for his age, strong too" Shirei piped in from the corner of the room. Almost all the daughters of Lord Walder Frey were waiting anxiously for their father to deliver important news.

"Handsome like his father" Lythene grinned, turning away from the window and sat beside the eldest sister, Perriane.

"Lythene, why do you even bother fantasizing about Robb Stark, when you are so clearly betrothed to Lord Lucias Vypren.." Morya snarled in her seat and raised an eyebrow at her older half sister. Lythene narrowed her eyes, "And you to Ser Flement Brax" she retorted back.

Just then Roslin and Alys entered the room wearing tight lipped grins. All their sisters looked up at them in excitement, but soon returned their attention elsewhere when they realized it wasnt their father.

"Where is he?" Shirei asked impatiently, her happy expression dimming.

"With his wife likely" Tyta got up from her chair and strolled to the window.

Roslin and Alys sat down by the nearby chairs, and began to whisper once again.

"Did you see him fall flat on his face?" Alys asked, holding in her laughter.

"Oh the poor boy! Not even 10 and already making a fool of himself with the ladies" Roslin let out a quick giggle, but tried to hide it with her hand. She could see a few of her half sisters eying the two suspiciously.

"Our little broth-" Suddenly the door was pushed open harshly and their father limped into the room. Everyone stood and curtsied to him. He waved his hand, actioning them to sit. He had an annoyed, angry look on his face as usual.

He was followed by a few guards and his latest wife. "A few of you girls already know that Lady Stark visited today on account of her son and his army. We've decided that one of you will be to marry Robb Stark of Winterfell." "If he evern survive this bloody war" He mumbled to himself, though all of his daughters clearly hearing him. Lord Frey let out a few raspy coughs before continuing "He is to decide, so don't bother asking which one of you it is. Now get back to your chores." He gave a small grunt and made his leave.

"Isnt it exciting? One of us could be Lady Stark!" Alys skipped down the hallway, making a few dramatic spins. Roslin laughed, "It will be you likely!" Alys just shrugged, "Oh that Lady Catelyn was intimidating. I can't believe you weren't here when she arrived!" Alys stopped and waited for her sister to catch up.

Roslin just shrugged, "It is not my fault the carriage broke on my way back from the Towers.. What else was she like? Is Robb as handsome as they say?"

Alys grabbed Roslin's hand and dragged her down to one of the outside gardens. "Robb Stark was not with her. She was quite.." Alys looked to the sky and raised her pointy finger to her mouth. "She was..different. A strong woman, I think. You could tell she really cares about family" Roslin nodded in understanding; she heard much about Lady Stark's loyalty to her husband and children.

"We just have to wait for this little war to be over, then the real excitement begins!" Alys shrieked, jumping up and down, with Roslin laughing at her. "C'mon!" Roslin yelled pulling her around the garden flowers.

A/N: Yeah, it's short. But i figure if ya'll leave reviews I'll know if I should continue it ! haha. Hope you have a lovely day, it is so bloody hot where I am!

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