I get out of the portable tub putting on clothing and drain the water out.
I look at myself in the mirror then seeing Robb through my reflection planning we at our table.

"Robb, let's get some rest."

"I can't, not until Stannis is off that throne."

"Enjoy your family, you got your sisters back, you got me back."

"I know and I thank the gods for that every single second, " Robb smiled, "but everyone is in danger, especially you."

I sit down.
"Robb, not only are you trying to protect me and everyone else, but also our child."

Robb looks up at me then at my stomach, then back at me.
"A-are you sure?"

I nodded happily.

"I'm going to be a father!"
He cheered as he hugged and kissed me.

"I love you, and you are my queen, I never want you to forget that."

"I'll keep that in my mind forever."
I grinned.

I eventually convinced Robb to rest with me and we had slept.
It had been the best rest I've had in weeks.

It had been morning time and I served breakfast to everyone at the camp.

I first served the breakfast to the youngest attendees here, the Stark girls and my siblings.
Lots of people gave my siblings threatening stares and I got cautious of it. I knew the people only favored me because I wasn't born from the secret of my mother and uncle. I'm just glad that Tommen and Myrcella aren't showing their hatred towards everyone else, even though they have the right to.

All the children were getting along very well, especially Arya and Tommen. They had lots in common and I suspect that Tommen has a crush on her. I thought it was adorable.
I'm surprised that Arya and Sansa didn't judge us based on what our family has done to them.
I get the table ready for them and I prepare for the news I was about to tell them.

"How is the breakfast wolves and lions?"

"Its perfect!"
Myrcella said.

"Who made it?"
Arya asked.

"The cookers and I."

"Splendid job your grace!"
Sansa complimented me.

Tommen gave me a thumbs up with food in his mouth, Arya laughs making Tommen blush.

"Wheres Bran? Is he alright?"
Myrcella questioned us concerned.

"He and Rickon are in good hands at Winterfell."
I answered.

"You have a crush on him or what?"
Tommen teased.

"No, I'm just trying to make sure he is ok, besides just confess how you feel about Arya already."
Myrcella snapped.

"Good one."
Sansa says while laughing.

"Come on guys lay off him."
Arya defends Tommen.

"Thank you, my lady."

"Tommen, I told you millions of times, I am not a lady!"

"S-sorry."
Tommen chuckled.

Both children blush at each other and continue eating.

"Ok moving on, " I interrupt,
"You guys are going to be aunts and uncles!"

"YAY!" All of them cheer.
Sansa had the lowest energy because she already knew.

"If it's a girl name it, Arya!"
Arya suggested.

"If it's a boy it's going to be Tommen."
Tommen smiled.

"Calm down guys, it's the queen's choice,"
said Myrcella.

"Indeed Myrcella."
Sansa agreed.

"You guys suck."
Tommen says while Arya agrees.

I laugh at all of them.
"In a couple of months, we'll find out, alright?"

They all agree with me and nod.
Theon then comes in.

"I hope I'm not interrupting, your grace."

"Oh no of course not Theon! I was just about to leave the children be, what's going on?"

"The King is having a council meeting, he wants you along as well."

Ugh, this can't be good.
I thought to myself.

"Alright, take me."

Theon nods and I wave goodbye to the children.

We arrive and I see about five lords and Lady Catelyn.
I hug her and she whispers,
"Congrats, your grace."

I smiled at her.

"Lord Bolton, my queen."
The says after he walks up to me.

(NOTE: THEON AND LORD BOLTON STAY LOYAL IN THIS BOOK!)

"Hello, Lord Bolton."

I turn around to Robb while he is frustrated.

"What is wrong?"
I asked everyone.

Theon hands me a letter.

"While we were investigating Lord Baelish, he had a letter and box with him and a little wagon to transport him here."
Theon said.
"He claims Stannis found him trying to escape the invasion and took him hostage, he then let him go to find you and bring you back over to Kingslanding to trick Robb. Your grandfather is heading to Kingslanding thinking everything is normal."

"No he can't! How long has it been since the battle of the Whispering Woods?"
I asked everybody.

"About a month now, your grace."
Lord Umber answers.

"No, NO!" I raised my voice now being frustrated like Robb.
"You guys weren't there when it happened! My mother had to die just for him to be sitting on that throne!"

Robb signals for every lord to get out and tries comforts me.

I resist Robb and feel bad at the moment but I read the letter.

Dear Robb and Raliana Stark, I Stannis of House Baratheon, first of my name, King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, Protector of the Realm, Lord of Storms End, and Lord Paramount of the Stormsland, demand ruling of the North. Decline this and the North will be going to extinction permanently. If so we will head to Winterfell first.

I crumble the letter and throw it to the ground.
Robb looks at me,
"What did it say?"

"He wants us to hand over the North to me removing our independence, or we he will make us go extinct."

"He won't get a hold of us, we are stronger than he thinks!"
Lady Catelyn raised her voice.

Everyone agrees.

I began to feel better and I ask Theon,
"What's in the box?"

"We don't know."

I take the box and open it, I now wish I never did so.

"oh..my.. god."

I fall to the floor crying trying to get this moment out of my memory.
Lady Catelyn and Theon peek at the box and Catelyn starts to tear up and Theon holds his back. Robb comforts me and doesn't even look at the box knowing what it was, Stannis decapitated my mothers and brothers heads.

"CLOSE IT AND BURY THEM! NOW!"
Robb demanded Theon, he did so.

"Why would he do this?"
I question as I cry.

Robb didn't have an answer, he cried along with me, but silently.

Myrcella POV:

Sansa and I wanted to share a tent and her brother Robb agreed to it! The way my older brother treated her was horrible and I thought he was truly in love with the sweet girl. If my brother lied to our sister's family, did he lie to us? I didn't lie to him, I always loved him. Also since Robert Baratheon isn't my father, I am not truly royal, but the Stark girls say otherwise.

Sansa and I continue knitting. The big yarn ball falls and rolls out of the tent.

"Ugh! Be right back!"

Sansa giggles and nods.

I have my eyes on the yarn and the Greyjoy boy trips over it with the box in his hand now flying.
His facial expression tells me he is worried.

What comes out of the box is what's left of my mother and brother. Theon puts the heads back in the box and heads away to bury the remains and doesn't say a word.
I recap what just happened and I start to get anxious.

Sansa comes out of the tent.
"I heard a thump, was it you?"

I don't answer.

"Myrcella..?"

I ignore and head to the council meeting.
I barge in seeing my big sister on the floor crying and her husband and his mom holding her.
Raliana notices me and quickly hugs me.

"Ral.." I say as I start getting my tears on her dress.

"Shhh, just breathe."

I start to tremble as the tears were blocking my throat. Why would a man do this just to rule for a couple of years? Why would they do this to me? To my family?