List of things I'll never get over » Robb Stark.
She had last seen snow the day she’d left Winterfell. That was a lighter fall than this, she remembered. Robb had melting flakes in his hair when he hugged me […]Robb will kill you all, she thought, exulting. “It’s… terrible, my lord. My brother is a vile traitor.”
War had made a man of him before his time.