She had thought every day during her pregnancy of Robb and the life that could never be. It was a silly fantasy, though she knew she could never pursue it. She dreamed of writing to him and telling him of her child, only to see him ride soon after over the horizon, pulling her onto his horse and taking her back to the north. The usual fantasies of a woman dizzy with love. Instead of succumbing to that sweet dream, she remained pragmatic and realistic. Cassana was a child he might never know.
Until now. Seeing Robb with his daughter awoke that same longing in her, not only to share his days and his nights, but to bear his children. Not only a daughter, but sons, sons named for those he lost, including his father. It hurt to imagine another woman taking that place, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it happened. Never though did she wanted this to happen to him or for him to suffer this blow.
She knew that she should restraint, but his tears were too much for her. She moved from her seat and knelt beside him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she drew him into an embrace. Her fingers stroked his hair, just as she had the night they had shared a bed. "Robb, I am so sorry."
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Date: 2017-01-05 09:38 pm (UTC)Until now. Seeing Robb with his daughter awoke that same longing in her, not only to share his days and his nights, but to bear his children. Not only a daughter, but sons, sons named for those he lost, including his father. It hurt to imagine another woman taking that place, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before it happened. Never though did she wanted this to happen to him or for him to suffer this blow.
She knew that she should restraint, but his tears were too much for her. She moved from her seat and knelt beside him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she drew him into an embrace. Her fingers stroked his hair, just as she had the night they had shared a bed. "Robb, I am so sorry."