It was a tough time for everyone in the North, especially Robb. With the Lannisters outnumbering Robb's forces, and constant losses being made despite battles being won... The odds weren't in his favour.

All day Robb was cooped up in his tent, staring at the map of Westeros and trying to come up with some kind of plan. You finally managed to get him to come out for some fresh air.

Right now the two of you were walking alongside each other, circling the camp. Robb was quiet, his eyes locked on the ground.