[ Behind the king, the lord, all he wants is his family to be safe; to be alive, protected, somewhere they needn't fear lion's claws if such a place still exists in Westeros. Perhaps that is why he is blindly accepts her lie, or she has become so good at fooling him. His fingers curl around her hand, shoulders sagging, lips parting to exhale soft breath. The world is not kind and Robb knows more now than ever that such a promise will never keep, but it helps, easing the weight on his chest. ]
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