The Crossed Rose - GoT - R.S.
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  • Reads 104,740
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  • Parts 39
  • Time 8h 58m
Complete, First published Apr 05, 2021
There she had stood, in place of her son, asking Lord Frey to let them pass by their bridge and they'd be on their way. On their way to King's Landing, most likely. Their way to Lord Stark. On their way to the Lannisters.

Lady Catelyn had asked for their gates to be opened. In exchange, no harm would come to Lord Frey or his family. It was said that Robb Stark had an army of 20.000 men just outside their castle towers and Dahlia was sure they could breach their walls should they want to.

And as she looked out into their camp, set not too far away as the white banner with the direwolf of the North wavered in the air, Dahlia wasn't entirely sure why they wouldn't.

Set in seasons 1 through 3
Disclaimer: Some of the characters aren't mine and there might be some dialogue taken directly from the show.
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