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I leave Sansa's chamber and see my uncle Tyrion chatting with Jon Snow, the bastard of Ned Stark

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I leave Sansa's chamber and see my uncle Tyrion chatting with Jon Snow, the bastard of Ned Stark.
My uncle has a smart mouth, so I sense that Jon is getting heated.
I walk away heading back for the feast.
Robb doesn't seem to be there so I head for where my siblings are at.

"Are you guys enjoying this?" I asked them.

Tommen had a big piece of meat in his mouth. "The food is better than I expected!"

I chuckle then turn to Myrcella with her eating the dessert.
"I love it here."

I turn the second oldest, Joffrey.
"I could've helped her."

"Honestly Joffrey you could've" I responded. "But she is fine now, and has no hard feelings."

He pouted looking away sipping his water.
Myrcella and I giggled at each other.

I walk up to where Lady Catelyn and my mother are sitting at.

"Hello Lady Stark, this feast was a complete success."

"Thank you, princess, it's a complete pleasure."

My mother smiles at me "my dear, may you put your siblings to sleep? It is getting late."

"Of course mother." I say.

I turn back to my siblings as they are finishing their food

"Come on little stags, it's your bedtime."

They all nodded and followed me.
They all shared a chamber with three separate beds.

"Have a good slumber, I love all of you."
I said as I was hugging them.

"Love you too." Joffrey and Tommen smiled and walked into the chamber, but Myrcella stays.

"So, how was Robb?" she asked.

"It was perfect, " I glowed. "he is a very kind person."

"Do you love him?" she asked quickly as she grinned.

I stopped while going into thinking. Do I love him? Is it too soon for love?

"I don't know yet." I hesitated.

"Alright, " my sister grinned. "Sweet dreams."

I smiled and walked away from the chamber with only asking one question to myself.

Do I love him?

Before I could continue, Robb showed up in the hallways.

"Apologies, princess."

I smiled nervously.
"Oh no need, I helped Sansa get the clumps out of her hair and I was putting my siblings to sleep."

"Thank you, you didn't have to help Sansa, my younger siblings are my responsibility." he said.

"The girl was suffering and embarrassed, " I told, "plus, I am going to be a part of house Stark, so I am trying to put in my all for it and for you."

The young wolf laughed. "Excellent, same here as well."

We walked until we reached my chamber.

"I talked to your father, " Robb informed me.
"He said the wedding is in two fortnights, before they go back to Kingslanding."

I wasn't really surprised about the schedule, my father wants things to be done perfectly and on time.

I sighed and put my hands into Robbs.
"I can't wait to marry you."

Robbs smile slowly faded.
As it did, so did mine.
The butterflies in my stomach had begun, but not in a good way.

Was it something that I said?

I thought to myself.

Seconds later, Robb kissed me.

"I can't wait either, princess."

My face gleamed with joy and relief.
When my mother first told me about the arranged marriage, I had second thoughts.
But now, I don't regret a thing.

"I should go get my slumber," I said.
"I'll meet you after breakfast?"

"Of course princess."

"I hate it when you call me that." I rolled my eyes and laughed.

"Get used to it."
Robb said as he walked away and grinned.

I watched him walk away until I couldn't see him anymore. He is so wonderful in ways I couldn't explain.
After that night I knew.

It was love.

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