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fuckyeahgoodomens · 1 year ago

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The Good Omens Musical Masterpost🎵❤

How it started :)

Some time before 2013: Vicki Larnach, the australian composer and lyricist, read the Good Omens book, imagined figures dancing on stage with brilliant music and thought, ‘Ah, I’m gonna ask Terry Pratchet and Neil Gaiman if I can turn it into a musical.’ and sent an email to the publishers. The next day she got an email saying, ‘We don’t want a musical but Terry’s coming to Australia, so come and say hello and tell us what you got.’

Rob Wilkins came down to meet Vicki and Jim Hare - Vicki's husband and writer - and took them to meet Terry. They spent an hour and a half with them where Terry asked ‘piercing questions’, had tea with them and they showed Terry a song that Vicki wrote (about the Chattering Nuns). Terry said to Rob, ‘Rob, write and email to Neil, “Dear Neil, this is Terry. I’m sitting in front of two hippies from Sydney and they want to make a musical out of Good Omens and I’m tempted to let them do it.”’ which was the best email they ever heard and then Terry said, ‘Okay, you have me curious.’ - it was because of the Nuns song which sounded like the book. ‘I’m gonna give you six months, come back with a first draft libretto and five songs.’

They then sent it to Terry who sent it to Gaiman. Terry said, ‘I really like it, you’re moving story, you’re doing all the right things, but where’s showstopper, where’s the toe-tapper, you know I need people to go to intermission just snapping their fingers with the song they just can’t get out of their head, and I haven’t heard that.’ - and they realized that they were so busy serving the story they forgot to do the wow-factor, but found it very encouraging from Terry that he wanted to make it better.

They went through the whole book again to find a centrepiece - and they found it when Warlock is growing up and Aziraphale and Crowley are with him, and spent months working just on that one thing and called ‘All Living Things’ [the song at the start of this post :)] which is a line from the book.*’ Terry gave that song to a person he knew and asked him to play it to his wife with no context and when the next day the person said that his wife woke up still singing the song Terry said to Vicki and Jim: ‘Well, that’s what I asked you to do.’

* [“This here’s Brother Slug,” the gardener would tell him, “and this tiny little critter is Sister Potato Weevil. Remember, Warlock, as you walk your way through the highways and byways of life’s rich and fulsome path, to have love and reverence for all living things.” “Nanny says that wivving fings is fit onwy to be gwound under my heels, Mr. Fwancis,” said little Warlock, stroking Brother Slug, and then wiping his hand conscientiously on his Kermit the Frog overall.]

Vicki and Jim got the permission to being adapting it as a musical in 2013.

Vicki and Jim on it a couple of years ‘fumbling about’, took it as far as they could and decided to bring another person into it: Jay-James Moody

In 2015, Jay James-Moody joined the collaboration initially as a dramaturge and directorial eye, eventually evolving into co-book writer. Vicki, James and Jay have continued to evolve through countless more revisions and a number of private development readings with the support, time and talent of numerous wonderful Australian performers testing the material.

In November 2017, the musical was presented in its then-current form and entirety for the first time before an audience of over 500 eager attendees. The cast included Luke Joslin, Lachlan O’Brien, Nancye Hayes, Barry Quin, Brett O’Neill, Lauren McKenna, Nicholas Craddock, Paul Capsis, Rob Johnson, Amy Lehpamer, Debora Krizak, Blake Erickson, Nat Jobe, Ana Maria Belo, Jordan Hare, Bella Thomas, Anthony Abrakmanov and Samson Hyland.

Following a rapturous response to this reading it continued to be refined and developed.

In 2019, ten days before the show came out they did their last presentation, since then they’ve been to London and shown a videotape of that workshop to Gaiman and Rob Wilkins which was ‘a pretty heartstopping experience’.

Differences between the musical and the book

The ending of the musical is a bit different.

It opens with the burning of Agnes Nutter and Aziraphale and Crowley are introduced there.

Act One ends with them ‘essentially breaking up’ because of a huge argument and they dissolve their friendship, Act Two starts with the first time they meet.

The Future?

What is the future for the musical: in 2021 they said that they need to work on some things and then they hope to do another run, initially in Australia.

There will be a CD of the soundtrack available when the show is produced in it’s full version.

In 2024 on insta they said that it is in "complicated process of rights to stage Good Omens" and "We appreciate your support and patience of the progress or seeming lack therof, of Good Omens the musical but we assure you, we will bring you the show in the next few years."

Videos

Vicki, Jim and Jay talking 46min about the musical (this video was shown at the Ineffable Con 3 in 2021 :))

Sizzle Reel 6min

Anathema singing The Perfect Place

Crowley calling Dagon to check on the hellhound

Shadwell and Newt

Aziraphale vanishing Hastur 👀

Links

Webpage

Instagram - a lot of more bts videos and pics :)

How to support?

Subsribe to the instagram page and like and comment that you want the musical on posts :)❤. If you want to be a sponsor or donor, there is contact on their webpage.

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justmymindandstuff · 10 days ago

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Can you write a Reader x Stark Men(Robb or Cregan but I hope you choose Cregan ) where they are having a fight because Reader is jealous. But please with a happy ending?

Good wifes always know- or not? - Robb Stark x WifeReader

summary: Your husband Robb Stark gives all his attention to Lady Karstark, a daughter of Lord Karstark. Hot jealousy leads to a carousel of thoughts in your head and in the end you lash out at Robb. You quickly realize that you have to apologize. But before you can do that, you receive an unexpected, good message.

words: 4.744

warnings: jealousy, miscommunication, arguments, insults, talking about cheating, angst, happy end

a/n: I choose Robb for this (sorry anon) bc I already have a few Cregan fics in my drafts and Robb deserves some love too.

English is not my first language// Not proofread// No use of Y/N// AO3.

requests are open// main masterlist// got masterlist

You stand by the window and look down into the courtyard. Your eyebrows are furrowed as your gaze rests on your husband. Robb walks across the courtyard, of course with Lady Karstark beside him. Lord Karstark has brought his daughter with him on this visit.

A pretty girl, long dark hair, a beautiful face, and a pleasant voice, along with dark, wild eyes. A northern beauty through and through. You hate her.

"Did you know that she is 4 years younger than me?" you turn away from the window to Sansa. She looks up from her embroidery, confused.

"Who?"

"Little Lady Karstark, of course," you grunt. Fiery jealousy crawls through your body once again. You are annoyed with yourself. Still, the feeling doesn't go away.

Sansa sighs, sets her embroidery aside and comes to you. Her hand takes yours and she smiles at you knowingly.

"Robb would never do that," she says, the confidence in her voice barely calms you.

You pull Sansa to the window, nodding outside towards the two of them. Lady Karstark throws her head back and laughs a loud, joyful laugh. She places her hand on Robb's upper arm. You can't quite make out his facial expression, but you're sure he's smiling.

Sansa sighs again. "Sister." she says in a serious tone. You turn away from the window again. The hot burning in your stomach remains. You have never been so jealous in your life.

"See," you say to Sansa. "Robb isn't that funny at all."

You look at your hands "I have this feeling." you whisper. Sansas gaze burnes in your side. "It´s a bad feeling." you try to explain something you don´t understand either.

The princess says your name. You hesitate for a two heartbeats, hoping that Sansa will talk without you having to look at her. She doesn´t. You don´t have a choice and look at her.

"Robb loves you. The girl might be flirting with him, but he will most likely not even notice this. He doesn't even notice other women. Robb only sees you. He loves you."

You don't want to hear Sansa's reasons and turn to leave. She can´t argue against this feeling you have, she can´t understand, she is not married.

"Nevertheless, my husband hasn't left this girls side since her arrival." you say and then walk away.

You nod to Ser Brienne in front the door. You hear Sansa coming after you. She calls your name and you stop for a moment.

"Sansa, please. I need a moment alone now. I'm sorry," you say.

"Okay." you hear Sansa say quietly behind you. For a second you think about turning around. Then you just walk away. The way to your chambers is so familiar that you don´t need to think about it.

So your thoughts race as jealousy continues to burn through your body.

Lady Karstark. You are already annoyed by just thinking her name. She rides, she hunts, trains with swords, dances only a few dances, but can skin a hare with a dagger. A true northern girl. And she is also very beautiful.

Robb confessed to you at the beginning of your marriage that he actually wished for a marriage to a girl like that. A girl closer to home. And not you. You are the exact opposite.

And for days now, you've had the feeling that Robb would rather spend his days with Lady Karstark than with you. Does he also spend his nights with her?

The thought makes you flinch and tears well up in your eyes. You are glad that you have arrived at your chambers.

The doors close behind you, and you take a deep breath. Then it occurs to you that Robb has been lying next to you for the past few nights. Just like every night in the past few years. A wave of relief washes over you. You shake your head at your own thoughts. What's wrong with you?

You are annoyed with yourself and don't really know what to do with yourself. You start pacing back and forth across the room. You don't understand why you are suddenly so jealous of this girl. You don´t really know this feeling. Well, know you know this feeling.

Suddenly something other than jealousy flares up in you. Anger. Anger at Robb. It's all his fault. He was the one who took Lady Karstark on a personal tour around Winterfell.

And today she will join Robb on his hunting trip. He didn't ask you if you want to come with him too. Of course he didn't. Robb knows well that you hate going hunting. You like riding but you can't bear the sight of a dying animal. And killing an animal yourself? No, never. You tried at the beginning of your marriage but hated every second. Robb knows that. And that's why he goes hunting alone with the Karstark girl.

The two of them would happily ride through the forest. Would Robb take her over the southern route, up to the hot springs?

Your thoughts wander back to one of your countless rides. Would he also ride with her to the edge of the springs? Would he also help her off the horse, leaving his hands a little to long on her hips?

At the thought tears well up in your eyes again, you stop and have to blink. You feel sick again, you've been feeling sick all the time for the last few days. This girl is getting under your skin. You go to the window, sit down on the ledge and lean your head against the cold window. Your stomach slowly calms down again. You wipe the tears from your cheeks, and try to think of anything else. But this uneasy feeling remains.

Countless husbands cheat on their wives. But not your husband, right?

You know what they say: The wife always knows, she feels it.

Is it this feeling they mean?

You take a deep breath. Try to focus your thoughts on one of the hundreds of beautiful moments you shared with Robb. The countless times Robb showed you that he loves you.

You stare at forest outside your window, and try to calm yourself down.

But no matter how hard you try, the image of Robb and little Lady Karstark at the hot springs keeps appearing before your inner eye, your brain continues to spin this horrible story.

Robb steps behind Lady Karstark, brushes the cloak from her shoulders, simply tossing it to the side, just like he did with your cloak.

He puts his arms around her, pulls her closer and kisses her neck. He whispers something in her ear, then bites her earlobe, which makes her giggle.

Your own sobs tear you from your thoughts. Shocked at yourself, you slap your hand over your mouth. You don't want to think any further. You can't. You can't bear the idea of Robb sleeping with another woman. Tears run down your cheeks, you wipe them away a little too harsh.

You were always a good wife to him. You were always faithful. You never thought about having anyone else but him. You supported him and gave him good advice. First you were a good and dutiful Lady Stark and then an even better Queen. You know what you're doing, you've studied for nights, analyzed your mistakes.

You listen to Robb, his worries, his hopes, everything.

You quickly forgive him for the few nights he sits at the gambling table for too long and loses one of your necklaces to one of his lords. You don't hold grudges. You love Robb.

And what does Robb do? He rides off to sneak around with some girl. And you will sit here and wait for him. You no longer bother to wipe away the tears on your cheek. You look at your shaking hands.

Gods, you are pathetic. What has become of you? You never wanted to be one of those wives who know that their husband is cheating on them and still waits for him.

You hate yourself a little right now.

And that is all Robb's fault again.

Once again, anger suppresses your other feelings and you gratefully allow it. You would rather be angry at Robb than at yourself.

The rational part of your brain wonders where these sudden mood swings are coming from, but you only allow the thought to pass through your mind for two heartbeats before you concentrate entirely on your anger.

You jump up from your place and start walking back and forth again. This prevents you from shaking. How can he dare to cheat on you? How can he betray and hurt you like that? How can he forget everything he swore to you just because a pretty girl smiled at him? The scene before your inner eye of Robb and her at the hot springs replays itself again, and you feel sick again.

A voice whispers very softly in your head. "You jump to conclusion. Robb did nothing. He is loyal to you." you ignore it.

How can Robb hurt you like that? You two are happy, aren't you? At least you thought so. Nevertheless, he ignores you at dinner because he is so captured by his conversation with Lady Karstark. He treats you like air. You want to scream.

The door opens and Robb steps in. You whirl around. Your husband beams at you.

"Isn´t it a wonderful day, my beautiful wife," he calls cheerfully.

His good mood bounces off you like from a wall. You are boiling with anger as you watch him walk through your chambers.

In a swift motion, he pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it into a corner. For a moment, you are distracted by the sight of his back muscles.

You blink, refocusing on being angry while Robb reaches for a fresh shirt. It's one of his better shirts. You cross your arms in front of your chest.

"What are you doing?" you ask with suppressed anger in your voice.

"I'm changing for the hunt," he replies cheerfully, slipping into his shirt.

"So you have to put on a fresh shirt for the hunt?" your voice drips with accusation, so much that Robb finally realizes something is wrong. He finishes pulling his shirt over his head and then turns to you.

His gaze sweeps over you, your arms crossed in front of your body, your tense shoulders, the daggers your eyes throw at him. You are almost vibrating with anger.

Robb swallows hard, shifting from one foot to the other. He feels visibly uncomfortable, but you don't care right now.

"Or are you putting on a fresh shirt to look good for a certain lady?" you continue to berate him. "And I also noticed that you have shaved," you angrily add the next best thought.

Robb takes a deep breath, his jaw tightens, and you can tell he is thinking.

You let your gaze wander through the room, if you look at him too long, you will scream.

He says your name, but you can't tell from his tone what he feels. Reluctantly, you look at him. He has also adopted a tense posture, and the way he looks at you, with a hint of amusement, doesn't sit well with you at all.

"What?" you snap at him.

"You can't be serious," Robb says seriously.

"You obviously understood exactly what I meant."

"You weren't really subtle. Just ask me directly," he snaps at you angrily. He lets his arm fall to his side and clenches his hand into a fist, relaxes again, and takes a deep breath. Suddenly, his voice sounds calm. "My love, you have no reason to be jealous."

You furrow your eyebrows. You don't know if you believe him. Don't know what to think.

"And why are you riding out with her then?" you avoid his gaze again.

"Because she asked if she could accompany me. The hunt has been planned for a long time. You know that."

You huff. Yes you know this, still there's that uneasy feeling inside you.

A cold fear suddenly at grips you. Will this girl take away your husband from you? Is Robb in love with her? Is he courting her?

You two didn´t have this phase, courting didn't exist between the two of you. When you got married, you were strangers. Not even a week later, King Robert visited Winterfell and after this Robb's family was pulled from one crisis to the next. You stood by his side during that time, did what you could to help him.

And in the midst of war, after the death of his father and the betrayal of his mother, during the worst time of your lives, you decided to give your marriage a chance. You learned to love each other.Your love had been a decision.

Maybe Robb has the wish to make this experience now? To feel this knew feelings? For Lady Karstark?

You notice tears welling up in your eyes again. But you don't want to cry now. Not in front of Robb.

You have to tell him what you feel, explain this uneasy feeling to him.

He would surely understand you. Or he would react with amusement again, maybe even laugh at you? Your stomach tightens with anger once again.

"Should I cancel the hunt?"

Robb interrupts your thoughts, you look at him. You can´t form a clear thought, so your anger makes you spit out the first thing that comes to your mind. "Because you can't resist her when you spend time alone with her?" you accuse him.

Robb's jaw tightens again, you can see that he is trying hard not to get angry. "Of course not." he says through clenched teeth.

It annoys you that he is annoyed.

You have valid concerns and he acts like you're being hysterical.

"What should I do? I'll do everything you want," Robb tries this time with a softer tone.

Never talking to Lady Karstark again would be a solution. You know of course that this is not only irrational but also extremely rude. A rudeness that Robb cannot afford towards Karstark.

"I don't know." you say, annoyed by everything.

And your husband has the audacity to laugh. Now you really can't hold back anymore.

"Then go ahead and fuck the little Lady Karstark." you scream at him. Hot anger makes your skin crawl. "That's what you should do. We both know you want it."

Robb stares at you and says nothing. Angrily, you walk up to him and shove him in into his chest. He doesn't take a step back.

"Get out." you shove him again. "Get out of my face."

Robb gives in, takes a step back. He gives you one last look before turning around and leaving the chambers.

You remain motionless for two heartbeats, staring at the closed door. After that you turn around again and stare into the empty space in front of you instead.

You have to swallow, you notice your hands trembling.

You yelled at him, pushed him. Guilt nibbles at you.

Now he would have another reason to fall into Lady Karstark's arms.

She has certainly never yelled at him. She certainly never will.

Good wives don't yell at their husbands, your mother often said that. You have to snort at the thought.

Robb and you were married for two and a half days when you yelled at him for the first time.

As you walked by, you overheard Robb say something to Theon about your wedding night. It was a boyish bragging, probably because Theon had teased him. But you also were just a young girl back then, additionally you were terribly embarrassed. So you exploded. You yelled at him in front of Theon. How he could dare to humiliate you like that and discuss private matters with Theon. You wildling,you insulted him. You would never forget the expression on his face in that moment. Rarely had Robb looked so guilty as in that moment. Nevertheless, you ran away in anger.

Not even an hour later, Robb came into your chambers with red cheeks and a bouquet of flowers in his hand to apologize. He swore to you that he would never again discuss your marital affairs with anyone other than you.

Now he wouldn't come back to apologize. Today, you probably push him straight into the arms of that girl. He would ride out with her, take the southern route, strip off her cloak and dress, and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. Robb would promise to lay the North at her feet.

Of course, she wouldn't be able to resist him.

You can hate her for being smart, and pretty, and wild. But you can't hate her for giving herself to him.

Robb is charming, you know that. And he can keep all his promises. He is the King in the North. And she's just a stupid girl. Of course, she will fall for him. No, you can´t blame her for this.

Could she make Robb happy? Happier than he is with you? After all, she is his dream girl. Just like he described her back then.

You take a deep breath and stop yourself. You shake your head. That was years ago. Back then, Robb and you didn't love each other. Now it's different. You built your love together, it has grown with you. Robb loves you. A pretty girl can't change that.

You feel your stomach turning again. You take a moment to concentrate on your breathing. Breathe in. Breathe out. It´s get better. With every breath you also notice that your anger slowly burns out.

Do you really think Robb would risk everything you two have for a pretty girl?

This time you want to listen to the rational voice.

You think of Sansa and how sure she was that Robb wouldn't even notice it, if Lady Karstark flirts with him.

Why can't you have such unwavering faith in your husband? Guilt crawls under your skin again.

You are such a complete idiot. You know that Robb loves you and he has never given you a reason to doubt his loyalty.

Gods You know that he is constantly surrounded by pretty girls. Normally, you don't care. Because you are sure that Robb doesn't care about these girls.

Why is it different this time? Is she different? You don't want to be mean, but the thought crosses your mind to quickly to stop it: No, little Lady Karstark is just like all the other girls. A little prettier maybe, but nothing more.

You can't understand why you're reacting so extremely.

You know that Robb won't come to apologize this time. This time it's your turn.

You overreacted, you know that. Your accusations were mean. Even if you're still not completely convinced that they're unfounded.

You have the right to be angry. You quickly push the thought away.

You have to apologize to Robb. You take one last deep breath before you turn to step out of your chambers.

You turn to the guard at your door. You don't know if you want to know the answer, yet you ask.

"Has my lord husband gone out hunting?" your voice trembles slightly.

"No, My Lady. His Grace is in his study."

You have to suppress a relieved exhale. "Thank you," you say, giving the guard a smile and then setting off. You have to hold yourself back from running down the hallways.

The Maester takes a step closer, entering your personal space. Astonished by his unusual behavior, you hesitate. Before you can say anything, Winterfell's Maester speaks again.

"Your Grace." Winterfells Maester addresses you two corridors later. You think a moment about sending him away. You want to go to Robb to apologize. Nevertheless, you stop and turn to him. "Yes?"

"My Lady, I know this is a very private topic." he interrupts himself, swallows before continuing to speak. "However, I have noticed that you haven't asked me for your pain potions for the pain during your moon blood for three moons now."

All your thoughts and worries fly out of your brain, immediately your attention is with the Maester. Have three moons already passed? You didn't ask him about the potion because you didn't need it. You didn't bleed.

"Or, My Lady, can I assume that you didn't ask because you weren't bleeding?"

You nod. "Yes." you confirm. Happiness floods through you and you place a hand on your belly. "I am with child."

"It´s possible" the Maester nods.

"I need to go to my husband."

"I should have do a medical examination first."

You raise your hand, shake your head. "This examination is not urgent, right?"

"Right, My Lady."

"Then we can do it later." you say, you still have to apologize to Robb and you have to tell him. You are so full of happiness that you feel like you will burst if you don't tell him.

"Of course, Your Grace." the Maester says and you continue on your way to Robb.

Arriving at the door, you take a deep breath once more. Then you raise your hand and knock lightly.

"Who's there?" Robb's voice sounds muffled. A grin appears on your face at the thought of how happy he will be in a few moments.

"It's me." you say through the door.

"Come in."

Slowly, you open the door and step inside. You have to pull yourself together to avoid beaming at him and bursting out with the good news right away.

You can't look at him, you stare at the ground in front of you, but you feel Robb's gaze on you.

"I have to apologize." you say. You gather all your strength and manage to put on a remorseful face before looking at Robb. You really are sorry, you shouldn't have made those accusations against him. You should have calmly talked to him about your worries.

Despite all that, it has become unimportant at the thought that you are carrying your child in your womb. You have wished for a baby for so long, your own little family.

Your eyes meet. Robb stands up from his desk, comes around. You go to him, extending your hand towards him. It feels good to hold his warm hand in yours.

Robb seems to be searching for the right words, but you can't stand the silence. Too many feelings are swirling inside you at once, and you need to let them out.

"You didn't go hunting." you note and realize once again how relieved you are about it. Your horror thought did not come true.

Robb laughs briefly. "No, I didn't go hunting." he says, squeezing your hand lightly. "I thought that would be the safest decision." a smile dances across his lips. "The last thing I wanted to do is to not further annoy my wife."

You press your lips together, notice how you want to grin but manage to stay serious.

Robb has never held a grudge. Now you're glad about it.

Nevertheless, before you can share the good news of your pregnancy with Robb, you want to have the Lady Karstark matter completely resolved.

"You spent a lot of time with Lady Karstark. That has made..." you interrupt yourself, now your thoughts seem ridiculous to you. "I was so sure that you desired her, that you would seduce her on this ride. I don't know why. I'm so sorry."

Robb says your name, he places his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "No. Never would I do something like that. My love. I didn't even think about it." a glance into his eyes is enough, and you are convinced that he is telling the truth.

"But you like her." you want to take a step back, he can't deny that. Again, jealousy and insecurity are trying to surface. Robb places his hand on your hip, holding you gently.

"That doesn't matter. You feel uncomfortable when I talk to Lady Karstark, so I won't do it anymore. Very simple. That's not even a question, my Love. You are my wife. You always come first." he looks deep into your eyes, seems to be searching for something. A shadow flits across his face for a second. "Did I do something wrong to justify your doubts?" he asks quietly.

You gently shake your head. "No. It's just. She seems perfect for you. As if you could give her your heart. A girl from the North." you say quietly and feel a bit ashamed of your own thoughts.

"How could I give my heart to another woman when it belongs to you? In my heart, there is no room for Lady Karstark. It is full of you. I never think of her, only of you, my Love. But oviously you are not sure of my love for you, I have failed as a husband. For that, I must apologize."

His words bring tears to your eyes, you sigh, suddenly feel a pleasant calm wash over your body and drive away your fear.

You want to laugh at yourself, how could you forget that your husband is a good man?

Relieved, you have to giggle. You stand on your tiptoes and press a kiss to Robb's lips. He lets out a surprised sound, but when you let yourself fall back again, he follows you. His lips crash onto yours and he pulls you into his arms. You wrap your hands around his neck, enjoying the kiss for a few heartbeats.

As you pull away from Robb, he immediately catches your gaze. A smile appears on your face.

"You haven't done anything you need to apologize for, Robb. I behaved irrationally. I was jealous." you finally confess. You take a deep breath. "However, I have a good excuse for my behavior." Robb furrows his brows, looks down at you. "I am pregnant with your child, husband."

For a moment, it seems as if time stood still. Then Robb wraps his arms around you and spins you through the air in a tight embrace. His laughter reaches your ears.

He sets you back on your feet, his hand resting on your hip. Robb kisses your forehead, then your lips. " Are you sure?"

"Very sure," you say. Robb studies your face closely, then pulls you into a tight hug.

"My Love, you are making me the happiest man in the world right now." he whispers in your ear. You miss the slight scratch that his beard usually causes on your cheek. You lean into his arms, enjoying the warm feeling in your body.

"We will finally be a family." you say and notice the tears of joy running down your cheeks, now that Robb knows too, it feels real. You are pregnant. With Robb's baby. You couldn't be happier.

A knock at the door makes you both flinch, and you take a step back. Robb immediately reaches for your hand.

"Your Grace?" a guard enters your chambers uninvited. "Sorry for the interruption, but it's Lord Commander Snow, he's in the courtyard. He says it's urgent."

You notice how Robb tenses up next to you, you both know that this can´t mean something good. Robb looks at you.

"I need another moment." he says then towards the guards.

You place your hand on his chest. "No, it's fine. Go to Jon. Everything is fine." you assure him and smile.

"Really?" he asks again, you can read from Robb's expression that he would rather stay with you. But his duty as King in the North stands in his way.

"Yes. I have to go to Sansa anyway. I was a bit mean to her." you give him a quick kiss and then nod towards the door.

"I'm hurrying and then I'll come to you." says Robb. "Thank you, wife. You made me very happy today." he kisses your forehead. Your heart flutters happily in your chest.

"Just one more thing, husband." you say before he turns away.

"Everything, My Lady wife."

"Next time you have to ask me before you shave your beard. Or you get yourself in trouble."

"Of course, My Lady." grins Robb, leaning forward to steal another kiss before turning towards the door. "I'll see you both later."

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