He scrubs at his face at Margaery's question, suddenly appearing more tired than before. "Where could I even begin?" She was beautiful much like her mother with the hint of Tully features. She was vivacious and precocious, something he would want to foster and grow. Perhaps she would be like Arya, wild and difficult to tame, or more like her mother, quiet, but often knowing how to play the court to her advantage.
"My thoughts are endless." He commented softly, hoping the waves of the ocean would sweep the thoughts and words away.
He's silent for a while, just watching Cassana with a small smile before looking to Margaery. "I've been advised to leave by the week's end. There is unrest north of Winterfell, past the Wall. Rumors coming from my half brother of happenings that he can't adequately explain in writing." Robb's not sure what any of it meant, but Jon hadn't sent many Ravens since leaving to the Wall.
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Date: 2016-12-12 09:53 pm (UTC)"My thoughts are endless." He commented softly, hoping the waves of the ocean would sweep the thoughts and words away.
He's silent for a while, just watching Cassana with a small smile before looking to Margaery. "I've been advised to leave by the week's end. There is unrest north of Winterfell, past the Wall. Rumors coming from my half brother of happenings that he can't adequately explain in writing." Robb's not sure what any of it meant, but Jon hadn't sent many Ravens since leaving to the Wall.