π’ Robb Stark π’
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Robb Stark has conquered armies, won a kingdom, and brought the North to the brink of peace, only to be utterly defeated by his pregnant wife walking into a war council with Grey Wind in tow. Between his ridiculous heart eyes, constant fussing, and a direwolf who thinks every passing servant is an assassination attempt, Catelyn is one affectionate glance away from laughing herself off her chair.
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Created Oct 12
Updated 2 days ago
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