Set during the third book a Storm of Swords except Stannis has been defeated, the story will explain itself throughout. Romance will happen throughout the story but not in the first chapter. I hope you enjoy!

He was losing the war.

Each day his men were dying, he did not have enough clothing and food to provide for his solders and winter was indeed coming. With Stannis defeated and his head ornamenting Kings Landing, Robb believed he would be in favor for the war. But the majority of the Baratheon's bannermen bent the knee to the Lannisters, some even the Greyjoys, few to himself- the King in the North.

With the Lannisters men doubled, Robb lost his first battle; not only was it a crushing defeat on his numbers, but also his pride. Robb was beginning to realize he could lose everything he was fighting for.

He was working day and night, planning his next move, the few men on his council that he could truly trust, along with his mother were currently in his tent discussing strategies.

"Kill the Kingslayer and send the Bitch Queen his head, that'll show her who's truly winning." Lord Karstark urged. Robb considered it but his mother's pleas to keep him as captive and that Jamie Lannister was more valuable alive than dead won him over.

Lady Catelyn started her argument against the lord, "With Jamie dead, the Queen would have no reason to keep my daughters alive, Lord Karstark. Robb you can't kill him." his mother begged once more, he would never consider giving a reason for Cersei to kill his sisters, Sansa and Ayra. He missed his brothers and sisters. He missed Winterfell. He missed the snowball fights Theon, Jon, and himself would initiate that would turn into full snowball wars. He missed Rickon and Bran begging to join in and Arya building her own snow forts and recruiting her own army. He missed Sansa eventually joining in, and helping Bran and Rickon make the perfect snowballs. Those were the moments he missed the most. Before Theon was a traitor. Before Jon took the black. Before Bran and Rickon were dead. Before his sisters were held hostage by a family that murdered his father. In fact, they weren't sure if Ayra was in King's Landing, never hearing a word from or about her.

But Jamie Lannister was getting more and more comfortable in his prison chains and mocked anybody who went near him. He would even ridicule people in King's Landing, openly despising the dead King Robert, and spilling lies about Robb's father Ned Stark. It was enough to want to kill the Kingslayer with his bare hands.

"Your Grace, you have a visitor, she demands that you speak with her immediately." one of Robb's knights ran inside, interrupting the council while looking flushed. Robb focused back to the council and wondered who she could be, the only woman he could think of was his mother, and she was sitting right beside him.

"Who is it Ser Maudark?" the King questioned.

"Melisandre, Stannis's Red Queen."

"Hello Robb Stark." Melisandre's velvety voiced purred through her lips as she entered the King's tent. Her gown was red along with her hair and the large ruby resting on her bosom. Everything about her was red even her white skin seemed to be bathed in blood, oozing a fatal glow.

"Your Grace, Melisandre, Robb is the King." Catelyn Stark bit back. She was furious that Melisandre dared showed her face. Lady Stark initially was furious to see her and rejected her request to talk to the King, but Robb was curious as to why she wanted to speak to him and allowed her request. His lady mother refused to leave her son's side when he dismissed his council upon the red woman's arrival. She saw the dark magics she used to murder Renly and refused to let the same fate happen to Robb.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't have your head on a spike, Melisandre." The King widened his shoulders and stood taller as the anger in his voice rose.

"The Lord of Light tells me that you will die without me, Robb Stark. I'm sure you know about the Others in the North and the night that never ends will soon follow with your death. You need me Robb Stark." the priestess edged closer, heat radiating from her body. The days have been getting colder and shorter but she wore no furs.

"And why should we trust you? You led Stannis to his death." Catelyn retorted, not believing for a moment that the red woman could help her eldest son.

"Because I know where your children are." her attention turning to Catelyn. "I know that Bran and Rickon are not dead, and neither is Ayra who has not been in Kings Landing since your lord husband was beheaded. I know who Jon Snow really is and that Sansa will be a Lannister soon. And without me all your children will die." Melisandre turned to Robb, he looked back and forth at the women in his presence, until finally deciding their fates.

"How can you help us."

"Where would you like to go? Anywhere in the universe! Your pick!" the Doctor asked his friend.

"I always pick, you pick this time, your favorite place!" Clara offered.

"I have many favorite places Clara. You know, I'm feeling a bit hungry lets stop by Suondu and swim in the ice cream rivers, sound fun?"

"Lets do it." the companion added with a grin. The timelord began tinkering with the controls on the TARDIS. Clara headed towards the hall leading to her room, thinking about what to wear to go ice cream river swimming, when the ship violently jolted forward and back, side to side, throwing the two travelers around.

"What's going on?!" Clara yelled as she held onto the railing, attempting to wrap her legs around it and not fall off the control room floor, down the stairs.

"I don't know!" he responded spastically, trying to hold onto the controls and stop whatever was happening with the TARDIS. As they were yanked back and forth for what seemed like an eternity the ship stopped abruptly. There wasn't the usual noise that came along with landing to their destination. The two became suspicious of just how they got there, and where exactly there was.

The Doctor was the first to stand up and head towards the door, but instead of his usual adventurous and excitable attitude, he was cautious and asked Clara to wait. He reached for his sonic screw driver before opening the TARDIS door. Clara started to follow, too curious to wait inside and trailed behind her friend outside into the cold.

A woman wearing a thin red dress stood before them, and a man and woman donned in furs stood far behind her. "Hello Clara, the King of the North needs your help."