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Who: Robb Stark & you
Broadcast: Fleetwide broadcast & some action
Action: The Marsiva
When: 22nd of December

[Before he starts to talk Robb peers into the box given to him. Apparently it works like ravens only faster and without wings. And would it also mean that everyone could see him?.

He figures he should sound firm and sure. Especially in an environment he does not entirely know. Well, he knows some things but not enough to string things together properly.]

Good morrow. How did I arrive here? [He rolls his shoulders a little and moves a hand through his hair.] I have heard I am part of a show. But why is that so? [Could people really see him through this thing? He peers into the box again and for a moment anyone hearing this can see a large blue eyeball gazing at them. Finally it zooms out and Robb talks again.] I have not asked for this. There are other places where I am needed.

I appreciate all answers. The ones who are able to send me back to where I belong will not be forgotten. If it is coin you wish we can talk of that. My name is Robb Stark. [A pause. Still, he has to know so he asks the most important question of all.]

Can anyone see me through this?

[Robb is still wearing the clothes he came with. He remembers he spilled a bit of grease on his collar when he was at the Twins but it seems to be gone completely. When he looks at the direwolf pin that keeps his cloak together it seems to shine even more than it did before he entered lord Frey's great hall.

He walks slowly towards the large windows and narrows his eyes a little. He has been told about space and planets. He has been told about ships flying through space to visit said planets but the actual view is even more impressive than he imagined it to be.

His fingers tighten around the crown he is holding in his hands.]

It is a never ending darkness...

[He mutters the words more to himself than anyone who is close to him. Gods, it is even more impressive than he imagined it to be. Like the blue sky only further than that.]

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Of course. [ she aches. ] I heard of every victory you ever won, dear brother. And I celebrated each in silence.

[ she prayed for them, despite the pain visited upon her for lannister defeats. each new bruise spoke to her brother's achievements. but now he's dead.

dead but here. ]

[The smile on his face is extremely small. Victories. A confusing mess, that is what it was. Yet it is not he can ever show to the lords who still stand at his side.]

I take it the Lannisters did not allow you much celebration. [They might even... no he does not want to think about such a thing.] I would have liked to see their faces. [Tywin probably would’ve laughed since Edmure allowed him to return to King’s Landing in time.]

Has the Kingslayer arrived?

[Probably not, his mother was a bit of a fool to trust that man.]

No -- or, yes. But I was already gone from the city.

[ she didn't hear of ser jaime's return until she'd been well-settled in the vale, and news began to trickle back to lord baelish about the city and its going's-on. ]

[He did? He truly did? To hold his word? Robb does not believe that and pulls a bit of a face.]

Of course he arrives after you have left. Our lady mother has been a fool to trust a dishonourable man like him.

Please, Robb, don't talk of her like that. [ desperate. sad. it pains her to hear her dead mother spoken of in the same terms so many spoke of her dead father. ]

If anything... [He huffs.] ...she should have sent him chained up with some of my men to King’s Landing. [Well, she did sent one of the Freys and some woman-knight who used to side with Highgarden. Gods, how utterly foolish! It hurts his head all over again.]

Not with a bloody Frey and some... [Another huff and he stops talking.] It matters not, what done is done. [Only it is not.]

[ they would never have made it to the city alive -- but she holds her tongue. it's not her place to tell her brother what he should or should not do. all she knows is that the hatred for their family runs wide and deep in king's landing, and she cannot imagine her brother's banners carrying much goodwill. ]

As you say. [ soft. obedient, above all. ]

[Information about the situation in King’s Landing reaches Riverrun from time to time. Mostly whispers and assumptions. Just like they thought him a boy who rides a wolf into battle, or, even worse, a boy able to transform in a wolf. Nonsense like that.]

Well, it is not that it can be undone now. We have to trust the bloody Kingslayer. [And to be honest, he would’ve traded Jaime for his sisters in a heartbeat. But try to explain all these high lords to trade such a valuable hostage for two women. They would not accept such a thing.]

I will see you soon, Sansa. [Robb smiles broadly.] I cannot wait. [With soon he means in a couple of minutes. Robb Stark isn’t going to wait for no one. Certainly not when it comes to his family.] I have missed you so... [Not that he had much contact with his sisters. They got raised separately from the boys at Winterfell. After all, needlework is not a skill needed for a young lord.]

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