When Love and Fire Meet

Back at Winterfell, I waited for Robb while sitting in the chair. Elizabeth soon returned with Maester Luwin. He bowed when he reached my chamber. "My Lady. Robb is in the middle of receiving some guests from the Riverlands. He sent me instead. He will be joining us shortly. Your lady here did mention that you struggled to get up from your bed. I understand, that when you went into your rage you passed out."

I nodded. "Yes. My father and tutors have always taught me that a bond between a rider and a dragon is strong. I was just a child at the time but I didn't realize that it was true until the meeting with Lord Stark and King Robert." I looked down looking at my feet. "I know that Robert is the king of the Seven Kingdoms but he is the reason my father lost his life during the Geryjoy Rebellion."

Maester Luwin smiled. "You weren't out of line, child. The realm lost many good men. Although I would recommend you don't do that again. With your dragon, magic has returned to the world."

I nodded. 

Shortly after the visitors left Winterfell, Robb came to my chambers to see how I was feeling. When he entered the room, Maester Luwin was wrapping my hand as I had burnt it a tad during my outburst leaving a scorch mark. "Maester, is she going to be ok? I'm sorry I couldn't get here in time. Uncle Edmure sent a messenger to see if we could send men to put down a small riot."

The Maester smiled. "She's going to be ok, My Lord. She just felt a little light-headed and burnt mark on her hand."

Robb smiled. "Thank you, Maester. I'll take it from here."

Luwin bowed. "My Lord." He bowed in my direction. "My Lady."