03| Robb Stark

You and Robb have known each other since childhood. Your father was often in the north and helped the North, being a Lord and living on the border between the South and the North. Your family was noble, which is why your parents decided to make a good deal with Nedd Stark and marry you to his son. The marriage was arranged, you haven't seen your old friend for many years, but you didn't feel the same feelings and interest for him as before. Besides, Robb has become older, wiser. In the end, he became a man. The future heir and ruler of the North.
The wedding was still a long way off, but despite this, you were sent north to your husband so that you could get used to the surroundings, the cold and your future life. Romantic feelings never broke out between you, everyone lived in separate rooms, but despite this, the man's heart was always open to you. He was gentle and warm towards you and respected your boundaries while taking care of you if you needed something. One winter day, when you were walking with Sansa near the Stark house, you noticed the figure of your fiance who was walking towards you from the stable holding two direwolves in his arms. Sansa, being doubled over, froze in place, not believing her eyes.

— Who is it?

You asked softly as Robb came closer and his large frame loomed over you. Two direwolf puppies were in his arms, twitching their ears and basking in his warm arms.

— These are direwolf puppies. We found them while hunting. Their mother died, and we decided to take them away in order to save them. Do you like it?

The man asked with a grin, looking at you with his gray eyes. A spark of affection flashed in his warm eyes as you curiously examined the puppies.