Alayne Stone? [ robb's brow furrows with both confusions and hurt. stone is a bastard name and his sister is everything but a bastard. she is of noble blood, the blood of winterfell, of the first men, of eddard and catelyn stark. what would possess her to take up the name of a bastard from the vale? ]

Why? [ he does not understand. ] Why do you beg me to call you what are you are not? Do you mean to say that you are not my sister?

[ his words are sharper than he intends and guilt wracks his stomach as they fall. there must be a reason, he knows that much, sansa would not deny herself unless there were a reason for it. providing it is indeed sansa who stands before him.

but it must be, as dark as her hair has become her face remains the same. only painted with grief instead of laughter. ]