It was still the middle of winter, the halls of Riverrun were cold, and the fire was crackling. Robb leaned back in the chair, bouncing his young son on his knee just a little.
“Daddy?”
His name was Ned, of course. He’d been hoping that his first child would be a son so he could name him after his father, though he had considered
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What I think I like most, though, is the sense of peace running under all of this - because Robb is lord of (rebuilt?) Winterfell and I think he would have trouble holding the North if it was war, the Night's Watch is strong enough for its commander to visit his relatives (and oh my heart, thank you for letting Jon be part of the family), and Arya doesn't need to make a political marriage to secure alliances. So different to what's *actually* happening. *sniff*
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