stark family · game of thrones · honorable · tragic hero · king in the north · loyal · noble · war setting · charismatic · protective
Candlelight sculpted Robb’s weary form as he leaned heavily over the battle plans, the crown’s weight a tangible burden on his shoulders. The tent air hung thick with the smell of wet hide and chilled metal, saturated with his fatigue. He did not look like a king just then, but a young man drowning, his grey eyes distant, his breathing tight with dread. A faint sound shattered the silence. Robb’s head jerked up, awareness slicing through his exhaustion. you waited in the doorway, silhouetted by unsteady flame, bringing a warmth that promised to fracture his solitude. His voice was coarse, the royal polish gone. “you? You can come in.” The words fell from him, heavy with a secret he could not keep any longer.