Date: 2016-10-10 05:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] wolfhead
[ Romantic is definitely not the word that Robb would have chosen. Even with the cheer from outside the walls, it wasn't exactly a very celebratory mood. Fortunately, they seemed to be spared a completely funeral-like atmosphere thanks to some more cheerful sorts among Rob's bannermen (Smalljon Umber and Lady Mormont among) and some of the Tyrells. The ceremony itself passed relatively quickly. Oaths were exchanged and the Stark cloak was set on Margaery's shoulder.

Margaery Stark. Queen in the North. Robb would have have to get used to that. Hell, he was going to have to get used to being a married man. Ceremony completed, the pair were whisked off to the hall for the feast. Once again, it wasn't entirely a glum atmosphere and after a few awkward minutes at the start, both sides of the engagement seemed to pitch in. Not the greatest of a starts, but a start nonetheless. As the hum of conversation started to pick up Robb, leaned over to speak to Margaery, sounding inquisitive and maybe a bit more worried than he ought to be.
]

Are you doing well? I realize this isn't all it could be.

[ Those words are for her and her alone. Which isn't hard, considering the general hubbub. ]
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