[What mattered more was that he stay alive. She couldn't lose another husband, especially one that she respected as much as she was learning to respect Robb. He was good in a way that none of the others had been and she knew that there could come a time when something deep and meaningful existed between them. It needed time and she didn't want to be deprived of the chance.]
I believe you will be.
[He needed to hear how much she trusted him and how much faith she was willing to place in him.
The noise of the room was starting to filter back into her senses. It was loud and heated, the wine long ago gone to the heads of those gathered. They would be celebrating long after Robb and Margaery retired...which should be soon.]
Tell me you don't want to have the bedding ceremony? [She'd rather not be manhandled and stripped on her way to the bedroom.]
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Date: 2016-10-12 04:53 am (UTC)I believe you will be.
[He needed to hear how much she trusted him and how much faith she was willing to place in him.
The noise of the room was starting to filter back into her senses. It was loud and heated, the wine long ago gone to the heads of those gathered. They would be celebrating long after Robb and Margaery retired...which should be soon.]
Tell me you don't want to have the bedding ceremony? [She'd rather not be manhandled and stripped on her way to the bedroom.]