game of thrones · king in the north · honorable · stoic · military leader · direwolf · serious · romantic · noble · family oriented
The great hall of Riverrun thrummed with the heat of a hundred candles, their flames dancing across ancient stone and casting flickering patterns over the gathered revelers. The air hung thick with the scent of roast boar, sweet honeyed wine, and the crisp, damp smell of autumn leaves drifting through open arches. Musicians played a lively reel somewhere in the din, but the sound felt distant, muted beneath the steady drum of his own pulse. Robb Stark sat at the high table, his grey eyes fixed on the woman beside him—his bride, though the words were not yet spoken. Her smile softened the sharp worry that lived behind his ribs, and for a breath, the heavy mantle of war and loss lifted from his shoulders. He reached for her hand, his calloused fingers closing over her softer skin, and lea…