Robb Stark is dead. Sorry, I know he was like a brother to you, but my father put a knife through his heart.
Last time I saw him, he was in the courtyard at Winterfell. He said, “Next time I see you, you’ll be all in black.”
Jon Snow, “Two Swords”
The cold trickles on his face reminded Jon of the day he’d bid farewell to Robb at Winterfell, never knowing that it was for the last time.
Jon Snow, A Dance with Dragons
"the last time i saw him, he was in the courtyard at winterfell. he said, "next time i see ya, you’ll be all in black." i was jealous of robb my whole life. the way my father looked at him…i wanted that. he was better than me at everything. fighting, and hunting, and riding…and girls. gods, the girls loved him. i wanted to hate him, but i never could.”
❞ He said “Next time I’ll see you, you’ll be all in black”.
“He was no true Stark, had never been one… but he could die like one. Let them say that Eddard Stark had fathered four sons, not three.”
(or why you should love the Starks)
Sansa thought of the games she would play as a young child, always insisting that Robb joined in. He could never refuse and so he would be the brave knight to her captured princess, with Arya often playing the villain. The rescue attempt would always end with a sword fight while Sansa cheered Robb on, and when he won he would pick her up and spin her around while she laughed happily, kissing his cheek and declaring him the bravest knight in the seven kingdoms.
Though they were silly games of pretend, still Sansa waited in King’s Landing with the hope that Robb would be her knight just one more time.
Here, have an
overabundance of Robb and his open shirt.
»»» as requested by theladymargaery
Jon’s more a Stark than some lordlings from the Vale who have never so much as set eyes on Winterfell.
He pulled Jon to him and embraced him fiercely.
You don’t have to call me your grace when no one’s around.
“Unlike Jon, Robb’s emotions are on his sleeve, yes, but still guarded until he’s clasped in that hug. Robb is realizing what he’s losing, and we see that pain, that sadness etched so clearly. Jon can’t see it, which is purposeful; Robb is protecting Jon even as Jon protects Robb with the little lie he tells about Catelyn.” - [x]
That morning he called it first. “I’m Lord of Winterfell!” he cried, as he had a hundred times before. Only this time, this time, Robb had answered, “You can’t be Lord of Winterfell, you’re bastard-born. My lady mother says you can’t ever be the Lord of Winterfell.”
"Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk ; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see. They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes.”