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located in Our World, a part of Crowns, Empires and Swords, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Captian Robyn Sheva of The Harbinger Character Portrait: Clara 'Scarlet'  Stark Character Portrait: Robb Stark
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Robyn felt a cold touch to her thigh as she held to Robb, relaxing in his arms. She turned to see Grey Wind whimpering at her feet.

"He missed you too." Robb smirked as he turned rummaging through the saddle. Robyn kneeled down shakingly, her body still unbelievable sore, for lack of a better word. She fought through it, and brushed her hand over his soft fur, though, the fur around his maw was caked with Bolton blood.
"Well, I missed you too." She said with a smirk before standing up again and sliding on her coat.

She gratefully took her cutlass and flintlock from Robb as he handed it to her. She couldn't believe that he had these. He truly believed she wasn't dead, despite all evidence to the contrary.

She took his hand as he offered it to her, and allow him to pull her up on the horse.

The motion made her body ache but she breathed through it, resting against his back.

"We've got a long ride ahead of us and now that you have your coat back I have the uncontrollable urge to get you in my chambers so I can tear it off you."

He teased and Robyn laughed.

"Cheeky Bastard," she quipped, as she slid her arms around his waist, and rested her chin his shoulder as the horse started on.

"Who says I can wait to get to your chambers?" She replied but in that same moment, a sharp pain erupted from the back of her head, her entire body went stiff for a moment.

"Robb, something's wrong." She said and the pain thrummed violently in her head, making her grip her head, trembling before the pain stole her consciousness and she fell limp against his back.



Clara woke up, her head pounding as she looked around the room she was in. It was an old cabin it seemed, small and sparsely furnished. She lay on a bed, and she could feel the warmth from a fire.

She sat up slowly and turned to see the Count stoking the flame. She gasped.

"Oh you're awake." He said and smiled, she backed against the wall where the bed was sitting and noticed her ankle was caught in a chain.

"What are you doing?" She hissed.

"Oh, that is so you can't run away again." He said simply.

"I do not belong to you." She said with a hiss.

The Count stood up, walked over and slapped her hard across the face.

"Yes, you do. You're parents gave you to me...You are mine."

"My parents are dead!" She spat, holding her sore cheek. "You just wait, Da'Karro will find you, he will make sure suffer."

"Who?"

"The man my heart belongs to." She said confidently.

"Have you been unfaithful, Clara?"

"What are you talking about, we weren't even married, Mad man." She gasped, watching the madness dance in his eyes.

"Marriage is simply a formality, you are mine, I paid your dowery, a long time ago, you are mine, Clara."

"I am not yours, you sick son of a bitch! I am Da'Karro's and he is mine, He'll find me-" The Count grabbed her by the jaw, squeezing tight. "Don't make me hurt you, Clara..." He said darkly,
Clara's eyes narrowed. "You'll only make your death, that much more painful if you do..." She said, and shoved him, only for his hand to come around again, the force whipped her head the other direction, making her dizzy.

"It'll be slow....He'll cut out your heart, still beating from your chest."

"Clara, that is no way to speak to your husband." He said in a huff as if mildly exasperated.

Clara couldn't believe it, he really had gone mad.

"You are not my husband!" She screamed. "I do not belong to you, I am Da'Karro's. My heart and my body." She said and the Count looked at her, scanning her body.

"You've been unfaithful to me?"

"What are you talking about now?" Clara exclaimed.

"You've been with another man, this Da'Karro person?"

Clara's eyes darken.

"Yes..." She said, it was a lie but she didn't care, she just wanted to piss him off, she knew she was in a terrible situation and it could probably make it worse but she was tired of being afraid of him. The Captain wouldn't have been. She would have had something smart to say. Egged him on, so he could drop his guard and she could strike.

Her dagger was still at her hip, and she would use it.

"Clara, what are you saying?"

"I am saying, that Da'Karro's love for me is only outmatched by his stature, something I've enjoyed for myself." She said with a wicked wolfish grin, showing how much of a Stark she really is.

"No...You're mine!" He shouted and grabbed her by the neck, forcing her down on the bed. She choked and gasped under his grip.

"You're lying, you are untouched, I know you are. I can see it in your eyes." He said, calling her bluff as his free hand traveled up her leg and stopped at her hip and grabbed the hem of her trousers. Clara's eyes went wide.
"See, You are afraid, because you are pure." he said, tugging some, revealing a bit of skin. Clara's started to panic, as he squeezed tighter around her throat, making her lose consciousness.