Application is nearly done and thus his reserve went in today.

[winterfellborn]

Excuse me but are you mad woman? You think to send me to a land where I am to perform depraved acts for the entertainment of another. A hero you call me? A King? Is that how a King would behave?

Do not mention that name in my presence, you know what I shall do to him when I find the boy. Yet you would send me to a place where the only face I will know is his lap dog?

You are stark raving mad and I will not have it.

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[winterfellborn]

[Well...he will not expand on just how horrible it is, Arya need not know what will be expected of him in this place.]

It will not be easy, especially when I am needed at home, now more than ever. [Though, he will smile, to see her safe, even if her hair is oddly shorter than before means a good deal to Robb and he'll just sweep Arya into a hug.]

Said from the eyes of my dear little sister, I don't want to be King, I just want to get us all home, safe at Winterfell.

[starktomboy]

[She will accept the hug gladly. It's been far too long since she'd hugged any of her siblings or heard their voices. She just wanted to go home. It was too early for that. She had many names to offer up to the Gods... many people who had to pay for what they'd done to their family.]

Home would be nice. It would be a sight better than some of the places there are out there.

[Harrenhall had been hell, one she was glad she'd escaped alive. There were other hells out there, she imagined. Such as what she'd seen at The Twins... he and her mother were -

No. She wouldn't think of that right now. That's what she liked about these places that her Lady writer sent her to, the chance to see her family happy and whole again. She might hug him a bit more readily than she would have so long ago, before their father had died and before so much had happened.]

My Lady Writer intends to send me a place where people can see dreams... Jon is there already.

[winterfellborn]

[He assumes it is because of how long they have been parted, no word of Arya had he been given in some time in the battlefield and Sansa remained trapped by the Lannisters.]


Home would be best, I'm trying or I was till my writer interrupted me to get us all together and home again.

[Robb smiles when she says this, letting the hug go he ruffles the top of her head, rising once more to his full height.]

I've heard, mine seems to be planning for me to join you both. Someone has to keep you two out of trouble.

[starktomboy]

[Her nose scrunches at the hair ruffling and the part about keeping her out of trouble. She will get into twice as much trouble, just for you brother.]

You will have your work cut out for you then.

[Good luck to you and Jon, keeping her out of trouble. Ha!]

[winterfellborn]

[He would expect no less, after everything in truth he looks forward to it. Chasing after Arya with Jon would feel closer to home than anything he has known in so long.]

Do not forget, you learned most of your tricks from Jon and I, you'll need to get one step ahead of us for that to work.

[Robb can manage an army but can he manage a younger sibling without their lady mother?]

[starktomboy]

[She will just scoff at you, Robb.]

I've learned a few tricks since I've been away from home. I'd love to see you catch me.

[She will make you both chase her :|

It will give you something fun to do and distract her from the fact that you are dead, Rob.]

[winterfellborn]

You're on

[There is a hint of the boy he was long before he had to become the King in the North, it felt good to feel his age once more.

Precisely! Time for worrying about that at home, at least here things get to be a little better?]