Robb Stark

The nervous chattering of my bannermen can be heard outside my tent, along with the clanking of swords for practice. All men should keep their word, kings most of all. My eyes rake over my war table, statuettes showing aligned houses and army positions. The Lannisters always bounce back after a defeat. A never-ending war. I flip the map in frustration when I hear my tent flap rustle and my eyes meet yours. I kept a calm tone that surprised even me. But I fear that's not always possible.