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“You almost left without saying goodbye to me, Princess,” he smirked. “I hope you won’t be so cruel when we are married as well,” his teasing remark, as well as holding your tongue for the past month, had finally broken you.
“Goodbye, My Lord. And I am certain I will not be as cruel to you as you have been to me for the past month. I actually dread the day we are wed because it means I will have to face the reality of spending the rest of my lifetime in this cold and boring land with you, a cold and boring man. So goodbye, My Lord, and the next time I see you will be far too soon for my liking,” You kept your voice low enough to not draw attention outside of the carriage but loud enough that you were sure Robb had heard every word.
You were only 10 years old when you first met Robb Stark. As the eldest daughter of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister, you had a duty. You would marry Robb Stark, whether you liked it or not, and be the Lady of Winterfell. This is to be your role as Princess.
However, the Gods must not smile upon you, because you despise Robb Stark.
Now you must navigate a new marriage, a new title, a new family, and the rise of unrest on the horizon.