he cannot fall asleep.

he wants to protect Theon. .

Saunters out. The favorite is here.

That's a promise on his life—. He's made that promise to all his siblings. He knocks at her door and waits for a verbal invitation to enter.

( right ). . but he still does care.

perhaps he deserves it, but Robb still remembers the real Theon. the one that was his best friend.

now he's worried. this wasn't any man he was raised with — simply a husk that's been reduced down to nothingness. the King of the North would not stand for whatever has been done to who he knew.

it was just a sad sight. he knew this man at one point. he was no ghost to him.

&&.

and where could he find reek? he is extremely worried, despite where reek thought he belonged was right.

despite ( reek's ) desire to be a ghost, robb will not stand for it. the godswood it is, the king now marching. . marching until he couldn't anymore.

He's falling asleep sitting up.

&&. 𝑻he man who passes the 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 — should 𝒔wing the 𝒔word.

&&.

Robb stepped inside and closed the door behind him, making sure Greywind was with him. “I leave for King's Landing at dawn, and I wanted to ask something of you, Sansa—.”

distant moans.

it's been a masturbation marathon. a wanking weekend. a handsy hour.

||: im really tired so im being very vulgar

be cautious. he's done though.

||: going on a temporary hiatus. follow my bean 𝐑𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍. 💕