"Why didn't you tell me? Did you not trust me? I trusted you with all of me, why, why didn't--couldn't you do the same."
The pain in her voice and agony in her eyes killed him. She blamed herself, assumed, like the others he'd hurt her. In that moment, the look on her face told him that he had.
"Robyn... no..."
His was voice was shaky at best, no weak but sad.
"You think?...You think I didn't tell you becuase I didn't trust you? How could I not trust you? I love you."
She looked ready to strike him again but he held his ground, staring defiantly into her eyes without fear.
"You've always been able to spot a liar. Tell me I'm lying now... Go on."
She looked like she wanted to speak, call him false but she didn't have the words. She couldn't lie to him anymore than he could her. He took her hand. She tried to pull away but gave up the minute his hand touched hers.
"Robyn Sheva, I love you... and I know you love me."
A tear rolled down her cheek as she took in a shuddering breath, her head nodding ever so slightly. She was angry and she was hurt but she loved him, so she'd listen to him. He brought her to the nearby bed and sat on the edge with her.
"I couldn't tell you, but not for the reason you think. It wasn't because I didn't trust you."
He pasued, taking a slow breath as he looked at the dark skinned pirate queen he'd fallen in love with the day he met her. A soft, warm smile touched his lips and all he wanted to do was kiss her and chase away her tears, but first came the words long over due.
"I didn't tell you because I've been on this island for three years, the last of which I spent with you. It was the best year of my life becuase I was with you Robyn, building a new life, together. Every day that passed letting go of Robb Stark became easier and easier because I didn't want to be that man anymore. I wanted to be the man you were falling in love with."
She broke, a sad smile dawned on her face as tears fell freely. He touched her face, wiping away the tears with his thumb as he continued.
"At first it was too difficult, painfull to search the depths of the sea for that dead boy and he'd been through but after a while I didn't care. I was ready to let Robb Stark stay dead, at rest with his family, because I had you and I was happy."
He leaned forward and she allowed him to kiss her, his lips brushing hers tenderly and with apology.
"Robb Stark is dead but his sister isn't. Clara was never Max, she's not like me. She never died, not really. Max was a tool she put on to survive here on Nassau. Now that it turns out our brother yet lives she wants to go home. I can't be Robb Stark anymore, nor would I want to be but I can do this thing for her, if you'll help me. Help me get her home and help me find our brother. Then we can go back to living our lives, the way we choose, free. Clara will be happy at home with Jon, and I'll be happy anywhere with you."