Game Of Thrones One Shots And Imagines

Robb Stark- Lost Love (c)

You had come from a fairly humble family so didn't have many possessions to pack up, but you still had a trunk to gather everything into. It was hard to find everything that belonged to you in your chambers when tears were falling from your eyes, obscuring your view. You could feel your heart pang in your chest as everything you had ever known and cared about came crashing down around you.

Once you had thought your fairy tale ending was soon to come true. You had come from very little to being betrothed to the King of the North, the eldest son of Eddard Stark and one of the men fighting for the iron throne, maybe you had been a little biased, but you had deemed him the rightful heir to the throne. It had seemed to all fall into place, you were deeply in love with Robb and you couldn't dream of having someone whom you loved this much by your side.

That fantasy conclusion to it all had quickly been completely ruined and left you uncertain what to do. Robb had come home solemnly telling you that he would no longer be marrying you, but one of Walder Frey's daughters. You couldn't bear to listen to anything else he had to say, all you could think was life as you knew it was being destroyed and the man you loved was to blame.

There was no reason to stay if you were no longer betrothed to him and you didn't want to face him, but you didn't seem to have a choice. As you were packing your trunk, Robb entered the room.

"What are you doing?" He questioned.

"It would be improper for me to stay with a man whom is betrothed to another, I cannot stay here," you whispered, your heart breaking all over again.

"You know this wasn't my choice," he pleaded. "Please don't leave."

You snapped around on the spot, frowning at the man who still held your heart even though he was to be wed to another woman.

"What do you recommend I do?" You snapped. "You decided to marry another, so you are not to marry me."

"I shall never love this woman, you are already the person whom holds my heart," he said, reaching out to touch your arm but you snatched it away, not wanting to be close to him, fearing you would fall for him again.

"I am not staying here to be your mistress," you hissed. "I cannot see you married to another and I certainly will not be an excuse to be unfaithful for her. If you knew you would never love her you shouldn't have agreed. But you did, so I shall be taking my leave as I cannot bear to think of another woman to be in your arms."

His eyes pleaded with you but he knew there wasn't anything he could say to convince you as the damage had already been done and for political gain he had lost the woman he loved.

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Written by Charlotte.

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