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Post by shadow on Jul 11, 2008 12:30:05 GMT -5
Robett looked at his father, feeling a knot form in his stomach. This kind of command was never meant for someone like him, he was the second son, the one that would aid his brother, following his brother's orders, not commanding himself, but his father had told him to do something, and he said like he always did, when his father had asked something of him.
"I will do as you say, father. I'll try and make you proud." He paused for a moment.
"You know I never wished to become heir of Widow's Watch, all I wanted was for you to care for me, like you cared for my brother."
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Post by The Stranger on Jul 11, 2008 13:31:52 GMT -5
"What we wish for, and what we get are two different things. You're the heir to Widow's Watch now, so I'll expect to you to uphold the same standards as your brother would have. Make us proud, if you have it within you to do that." His face indicated he had his doubts.
"Go now. Lord Stark should not be kept waiting."
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Post by shadow on Jul 11, 2008 16:47:06 GMT -5
"I'll leave immediately, father" He nodded and turned and headed back to the castle to make the men ready for the march for Winterfell. There was a knot in his stomach, this was not what he had expected to do a few weeks ago. "I hope you know what you are doing" He said out in the empty air, refering to the Old Gods.
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