Ned Stark: (is laying in bed with his wife, holding her close) “Caitlin, I am a man of the North. I have no desire whatever to be separated from you to live among the filth of King’s Landing.” Cateyn Stark: *Laying comfortably in my husbands arms. We have spent time making love. Feeling over whelmed with love and protection, I say to him* “I won’t let him take you. I could never just watch him take you from me, from your home, here.” Ned Stark: (says sincerely) “Caitlin,you were amazing, dear.” (kisses her softly) “Now Robert, he be like a brother to me,
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It’s Sunday morning, and I’m at Godswood — a place of peace; a place of solitude; a place of prayerful reflection. Oh how I will miss thee. I am all packed, as are the girls, ready for our journey to King’s Landing — away from this place, away from my sons, and away from her. Catelyn was meant for my brother Brandon, a match made to join the houses of Stark and Tully. She loved him; I loved him; and we mourned his death to the crazy old Targaryen king together. To join the houses, she married me instead. Although not
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Robert Baratheon: *I just finish taking a piss on a cool southern day, the sun shining, the wind rustling through the tress, birds chirping and all. It makes memories flood back to me, when it was just myself and Nedd Starky off at war. I walk over to the table that we are taking a break at, and take my seat* “Nedd, what do you say we leave this riff raff of an escort, and make our way to King’s Landing by ourselves, just as it was in the good old days? Tell me Nedd, do you not miss them? The
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