Catelyn's adventures.

Catelyn woke in a quick panic as she surveyed the room she didn't leave for the past week. When the news of Bran's fall was true as she laid eyes on her broken son Catelyn was distraught. She refused to leave her sons side for any moment as she didn't even say goodbye to her husband and daughters. She had to make sure that her son would live, if only she could use her will then maybe her would wake again so she could see in his blue eyes and smile again. Catelyn Stark would have to **** herself to bath and eat, while she sat down beside her son Bran and pray. Catelyn Stark was never a religious woman but her mother would **** her too, she would pray to the seven to make sure that her son lives, praying to everyone even the stranger to guide her son back to life. Catelyn even tried praying to the old gods as her husband would in the gods-wood but she couldn't, the religion felt queer to her not knowing what or who to pray to. Her prays didn't help with the howls from the outside of room from Bran's direwolf.

"Mother?" Robb said standing beside the door of the room.

Catelyn didn't look to her other son only focusing on Bran as she moved a strand of her from his pale face.

"Mother you cant stay like this you have to do you duty for this house as father is not here."

Outside a wolf began to howl, “Bran needs me Robb,” Catelyn said “I’m willing to do anything to help him stay alive."

“Rickon needs you too mother,” Robb said, “He follows me around everywhere I go, he doesn’t understand what’s going on.” He paused a moment, chewing on his lower lip like he did when he was little. “I need you” he finally admitted.

"You are the Lord of Winterfell now Robb, it is time to for you to learn to rule without your mother telling him what to do." Catelyn told Robb sternly.

Robb breathed heavily at the thought, then his head shot up and he looked out the window. “There’s smoke.” He gasped, running to the window. “The library towers on fire.” He ran out the door while screaming for guards.

This was the first time in a long time Catelyn got up from Bran and moved towards the door near the window to witness the event. Smoke and some licks of fire were spreading throughout the roof of the library from where Catelyn stood, watching serving men and women gather buckets of water to handle the fire. She contemplated all the knowledge inside that library being lost to time until Catelyn Stark noticed a shadow.