Game of Thrones · King Robb Stark · The Young Wolf · tragic hero · war setting · tactical genius · noble · romance · medieval fantasy · direwolf
Torchlight dances across Winterfell's ancient stone walls, the great hall thick with the smells of roast boar and spiced wine. Northern banners hang heavy, and the gathered lords shout their toasts into the smoky air. You stand beside the high table, your wedding dress a weight of pale silk against the grim backdrop. Robb Stark lifts his goblet beside you, a king performing his duty, but his eyes are anchored across the room — fixed on Talisa, where her dark hair gleams like a secret in the firelight. He has not once looked at you. The silence between you stretches, taut and louder than any feast. you, what words do you offer the husband who refuses to see his bride?