Jon and I were both heavily breathing and Jon lifted his face up to look into my eyes. Both of us couldn't find the words to say. What is there to say?

Of course, we love each other. We always have. But now I am being given to another. The thought quickly made me sad and I looked away from Jon's eyes.

He knows. He knows why I'm upset. I felt a tear begin to slip out of my eye. What are we going to do?

Jon slowly got off of me, sitting on the floor. He looked at his hands before looking at me.

"You are so beautiful." I could hear him whisper.

I continued to look at the ceiling, another tear slipped out. And then they all came at once.

"Shh." Jon said, picking me up and pulling me in between his legs. I leaned against his bare chest and cried for a few moments as Jon's fingers grazed through my hair.

"What are we going to do?" I whispered as I calmed down.

"Let's stay in this moment. Right now." Jon whispered as he kissed the top of my head.

I put my face into his neck, holding onto this moment for as long as I could.

—-

I sat by the window, in my room. The thoughts filling my head one after another. Jon, Robb, marriage. Over and over again. It began to feel like a never ending song. My window began to freeze up, icicles beginning to form on my table. I quickly picked up my hands.

Calm down, Arianne.

Every moment I shared with Jon began to come into my mind, making me smile. Especially our most recent experience. But then I thought about how I could not be his. How I don't belong to him. But it's Robb I shouldn't belong too!

Before long, dinner approached. I slowly walked down the stairs.

I walked in, only seeing Ned, Sansa, Brann, Arya, and Rickon.

I sat down next to Arya as we began to eat.

I thought it was going to be a quiet dinner, but Catelyn and Robb came in a few moments later.

Robb sat down next to me, not saying a word.

"Ned, we sent out ravens. In a few short weeks, Robb and Arianne will be married." Catelyn announced. This was to be expected, I didn't think Robb and I would have a long engagement.

I looked at my soup, not feeling happy at all. Sansa began to talk away about the dress and veil I would have. I just smiled in her direction and nodded. I just want to get through this dinner.

Rickon, Arya, and Brann left the table. Sansa and Catelyn began going over wedding details. Once in awhile, they would look at me and ask how I felt about something. I would just smile and tell them it sounds nice.

A few more moments passed and I began to feel like I was going to explode. Ned sensed it when he began to go for a drink, but saw that all the drinks in the room were frozen. My hands left patches of ice on the bench I sat on.

"Arianne, would you like to take a walk?" Robb asked. I quickly nodded and we began to walk away from everyone else.

We went outside into the cold, winter evening. The feeling of the coldness on my cheeks beginning to sooth me.

"I know you don't want to marry me, Arianne. I know that. I tried to speak with both of my parents. Multiple times, but they are both set on us marrying each other." Robb quickly said. We stopped walking and I looked up at him. I could tell he was being sincere.

"Thank you, Robb. It's alright." I said.

"I really tried, Arianne." Robb said. His eyes were pleading for me to understand that he did not want to force me into something.

"I believe you. I really do. This is going to be new for both of us. We will have to go through with it." I said, knowing how persistent the Starks could be.

"I'm sorry." Robb whispered. I slowly nodded.

"I am too." I said. We talked for a moment before Robb walked me back inside. As I walked up to my room, I thought about Jon. How are we both going to live in Winterfell with one another after Robb and I are married? Jon and I will be hurting everyday, knowing neither of us can be together. This isn't something we can get out of.

As I entered my room, I noticed a dark figure sitting at the table by the window.

Jon.

"I can tell you were in deep thought." Jon said, touching the ice on my table. The ice I had created while drowning in my memories.

"Why weren't you at dinner?" I asked.

"You're really going to ask me that." Jon said, standing up from the chair he sat in. 

I closed the door behind me, before walking over to sit at the end of my bed.

"Arianne, there is so much we have to talk about." Jon began to say.

"But we barely have any time to say it." I whispered, looking down at the floorboards.

"As much as it hurts me to say this to you, you have to go through with marrying Robb." Jon began to say. I instantly cut him off.

"What are you talking about?" 

"Arianne, I'm a bastard. I'm a Snow. I can't give you the same future Robb can and I only want what's best for you." Jon said.

I began to feel my eyes water.

"Jon, you don't-"

"What? I don't know what I'm talking about? You have to go through with it. I know Robb will take care of you." Jon said, standing up.

"So can you." I said, reaching for him, but Jon stepped back.

"No, I can't." Jon said. He walked past me and out of my room. Did I want to go after him? Yes, of course. Did I want to shoot ice at his feet and watch him slip down the hall? Of course. I am so angry. The years we have shared together. All gone. Everything.

I began to cry on my bed, letting myself fall asleep after awhile.