'Dear Robb,

As always I hope this letter finds you well and you aren't too terribly bored without me. Apologies for not replying as quick as usual, Willas and I have been away at the sea for our Honeymoon and have only just returned to High Garden. It was such a nice break after so long of being constantly surrounded by others, I don't think I've ever been so warm in my whole life, and though I loved the sea it is nice to be back in my new home.

Since coming back I've been settling into Reach life a bit easier. I still feel a bit of an outsider at times but since the wedding it's been nicer. Willas has been a great help making me feel comfortable and so have my new siblings. Garlan is as gallant as his nickname makes him out to be, he's very kind and makes me feel welcome at meal times, and his wife Leonette has become a real, true friend to me. I don't see my other goodbrother as much, but Loras is just as kind and often invites me to watch him train for tourney's, and though he's yet to admit it I am definitely superior to him when it comes to archery. Margaery has been just as good to me, teaching me all about the Reach. She volunteers at the local orphanages a few days a week and I've started going with her. It feels nice to give back and help those who aren't as lucky as ourselves.

How's everyone at home? Have our sisters killed each other yet? Remember our bet we made when we were thirteen, that Sansa would end up stabbing Arya in annoyance with one of her sewing needles? I do hope it doesn't come true whilst I am so far away, I'd hate to miss out on something so entertaining. Though Sansa losing her composure sounds a little like Bran falling while climbing, those things simply don't happen.

Have you heard from Uncle Benjen lately? I sent him a raven telling him about the wedding and he sent one back congratulating us and asking if the Night's Watch could have pick of the Reach's prisons. I'm yet to ask Lord Tyrell, though I can't imagine him saying no, if he did I don't think Willas would let him hear the end of it. Ever since Will read the History of The Watch on our Honeymoon he's been oddly invested in the runnings of the Wall. I thank the Gods everyday that I ended up marrying a southerner who has an interest in our heritage.

I've written father, mother, and Jon a letter too, so I should imagine they all arrive at the same time. If not, please give them all my best regards. The same to Sansa, Arya, Bran, Rickon and Theon. Please also pass my greetings on to Jory, Cayn, Poole, Lewin, Old Nan, Hodor, the rest of the guard and anyone else in Winterfell. I miss you all so dearly and can't wait to see you all soon. I promise to try and visit before our nameday.

With love, your sister, Eddmina Stark.'

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'Dear Edd,

Unfortunately you're right, I am terribly bored without you. As glad as I am to hear you are safe and happy with the Tyrells I miss your company. I miss watching you roll your eyes at dinner when Sansa says something silly, or the way you always laugh at my terrible jokes. You were the only one who found them funny, now I'm afraid no one laughs at me.

Surprisingly things have been quite normal, though obviously not completely normal since you're not here. Jon is the same, just as brooding as ever, though his hair has grown a few inches. I think if mother didn't hate him too much to properly look at him she'd have sent him to get it all sheared off a good few weeks ago. Theon is the same too, though he's sneaking out a lot more at nights. Apparently he's found his favourite girl and wants to see her every night. Sansa and Arya are bickering as usual, I think we've all just decided to ignore them and let them get on with things. Mother caught Bran climbing the walls of the broken tower a few days ago and tried to ban him from leaving the castle. I caught him climbing out of his chamber window, though I promised him I wouldn't tell mother or father. I feel like that promise may come back to bite me. Rickon asks me everyday when you'll be coming home. I think he still thinks you're being fostered in the south and it's just some temporary thing. I think we all secretly wish that was the case.

You mentioned the Tyrell siblings, but not Lord and Lady Tyrell. How are they treating you? What about the Queen of Thorns? Did you ever find out why she invited that woman to your wedding? I don't want to touch on a difficult subject, I just worry and want to make sure you're fine and everything is well. You seem fine enough from your letters though, so I know I'm most likely being a protective little brother. Just call me a fool if I am acting too careful of you.

Give my well wishes to the Tyrells, especially to Willas. I hope to see you soon. Perhaps I'll ride down alone for our nameday, I'd love to see how mother would react to that.

With love, your brother, Robb Stark.'

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'To my most noble protector, Robb,

You're right, you are a fool, though I love you for it. I'm glad that you care, it shows that you at least miss me and my presence hasn't been forgotten so easily.

I'm sorry for not writing back sooner. Willas and I went travelling again. I've realised he doesn't particularly like routine, he likes each day to be different, and there was only so much riding and hawking that we could do followed by evening hikes by the Mander before he became frustrated and wanted to go off to find aventure. He's very sensible and level-headed, I love that about him, but he likes to see as much as possible, most likely because there was a time he was so close to death that he wishes to make the most of every opportunity, something else I love about him.

The two of us went to Dorne to visit the Martells. I thought I'd be killed on sight, considering that I look so much like Aunt Lyanna, but they were all so welcoming. It was nice seeing Princess Arianne again, and gods, if we thought Sansa and Arya are a handful when they bicker you should meet Prince Oberyn's daughters. He calls them the Sandsnakes, they're truly wild, though I admire their upbringing. They're all trained with different weapons, one of them specialises in whips, while another works with poisons, and another favours spears. I wrote Arya a letter telling her all about them, I feel like she'd love them and want to run off to join their sisterhood. As a late wedding gift Oberyn gave me a dagger that matches the ones he gives to his daughters, and it's a truly beautiful weapon. I want to ask the smith at High Garden to replicate it so I have one to give Arya for her next nameday. I'm sure mother would be thrilled at me for that gift.

You'd love Sunspear. The keep is beautiful, Will and I often got lost in the gardens. It was hot though, that was the only real downside, I feared I'd die from the heat some days and I'd never missed summer snows more than the afternoon I caught sunstroke, but Will and I visited the beaches and we went riding with Oberyn and Ellaria. I love the Dornish culture, it's so much more freeing than our own, the women were free to gamble and sing whatever crude songs we wanted. I feel that Theon would also love how liberated the girls are, considering some of them at the parties walked around completely naked. I found it all rather empowering.

On the way home we stopped off in Old Town to visit the Hightowers. They are Willas' maternal family who were unable to attend the wedding, possibly due to his grandfather having a feud with Lady Olenna, though they were all very welcoming. His Uncles made sure to tell me plenty of stories of what my husband was like as a boy, and seeing how loving they all were reminded me of Winterfell. We spent a lot of time in the High Tower library, and Willas took me to visit the Starry Sept, where Aegon the Conqueror was crowned. Even if I don't worship the Seven I have to admit it is an architectural masterpiece. I wanted to visit the Citadel, considering it's the worlds largest and oldest library but they wouldn't let me in because heaven forbid a woman wants to pursue knowledge. Will suggested disguising me as an old maester, though I decided any library that has to be hidden from women is no library I have interest in.

We've been back from our trip for about a week. Even if Willas hates being a creature of habit I've tried to fit back into my routine. I've been going riding with Leonette some mornings, Loras and I often create our own little archery tournaments in the evenings much to everyone else's amusement, mostly because I'm better than him. I've also been visiting the orphanages with Margaery a lot more. Considering I've got more than enough dresses I've spent my time sewing toys for the children there, and they're all so sweet and grateful. I never thought myself one for liking children, other than my own siblings, but I have to admit I'm changing my opinion. Some of the younger ones have started calling me 'Lady Wolf', which I find amusing. Some afternoons when I don't visit the orphanage Will has started taking me out on the Mander on a barge, and it's so peaceful. I fear I'm starting to like life in the South more than I intended.

Your concern about Lord and Lady Tyrell is kind, but unnecessary. Mace and Alerie have made me feel very welcome, treating me just the same that they treat Leonette and Margaery. Lady Olenna is most singular, though. I think she likes me, even if she'd never admit it, but she constantly likes to pose me challenges as if she's still testing me to see if I'm worthy of their house. She told me that her only reason for inviting Lady Amariah was due to her writing constantly, asking for forgiveness and to marry my Will to escape her current husband. Lady Olenna thought that her seeing Will and I would prove to the poor woman that her chances were gone, and I do believe she sent her back home with a list of simple poisons to try and replicate on her husband.

Please tell the others I send my regards. I can't wait to see you all again. The next time Will desires to run away I will insist we ride north.

With love, your sister, Eddmina Stark.'

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'Dearest sister,

I beg you to visit home. I cannot take trying to split up another argument between our sisters alone!

The account of your travels sounds exciting. Isn't it ironic that you thought marriage would restrict you to a lifestyle you would detest when the reality is rather liberating. I do believe you got lucky with Willas, at least in marriage to him you're seeing far more of the world than you ever would have done otherwise. Plus, your words make him sound so caring and kind, dare I say you sound rather smitten with him? Of course I'm joking. I'm glad you're happy, and I'm glad he makes you happy.

Who would have thought seventeen years ago that a Stark would be living in the South, marrying a Rose and befriending the Vipers? You truly are a pioneer, perhaps someone will make a song about you. I sometimes think of what we overheard father once say, about how it is bad luck for a Stark to go South. I think you and your happiness is perfect proof of that just being silly superstition.

Compared to you, we haven't had half as much excitement here in Winterfell. I read the part of your letter about your travels out to the others and Sansa wept with jealousy, and even Arya seemed envious. Bran wants to know all about High Tower, I'm sure mother would appreciate you writing him a letter telling him it is rather boring and not at all worth climbing just to convince him not to flee down south to attempt to scale the walls.

Jon has perhaps taken the idea of you being an adventuress to heart, as he mentioned to me last night about joining the Nights Watch. I tried to tell him that he's too young, that he's still got a lot of life to live before he signs it all away, but he seems convinced that it's his purpose. You were always better at talking sense into him, so hopefully you can write him a letter. Or perhaps you can visit before he decides to run off up North.

Everyone sends their well wishes. We all miss you still, though I doubt that will ever change. Even if you're now a Tyrell, you'll always be a Stark.

With love, from your brother, Robb Stark.'

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'To my brother,

I hope you, and everyone else, are well.

In reply to your last letter, if Jon wants to run to the Wall, we shouldn't stop him. The Watch are always desperate for men, and there should always be a Stark in their order. If anything, I think my past ambitions would only contradict the argument if I tried to convince Jon to forget about joining the Watch. I'd worry for him, of course, but I think he would be of great help to them, and with the Watch he would be able to find a purpose. Perhaps he'd even find a family of some sorts, because despite him forever being my brother, our mother has always denied him of true belonging. Will and I have been reading more into it all, and he's written to the Lord Commander, promising any sort of support the Reach can offer. He hasn't yet told his father of this, but he believes that it is the best way to strengthen the Realm, even if the rest of the south wishes to ignore the North.

Will and I have been doing a lot of reading together lately. He wanted me to teach him everything I know of the North, and I've also been telling him about everything else we learnt of history. He says it is interesting to hear it all from another perspective, both as a northerner and a woman. He constantly compliments my intellect in these study sessions, he makes me feel very highly valued. He has me sing while we walk the hounds through the woodlands, and has even started taking me hawking. It's not particularly a female hobby, but I love it, and Will says he wants us to share everything, because only then will be be a united couple and one that will be able to rule when the time comes.

I don't deny you. You're right, I am absolutely smitten with him. I adore him. I haven't told him, but I think I truly am falling in love with him. It was a little scary realising that at first. The only love I'd known before was Theon, and that wasn't the healthiest. That was grounded purely on us being physically affectionate, whereas Willas... he's very different. He likes to make me happy. He wrote me letters every night leading up to our wedding to make sure I felt safe and to tell me how he cares for me. He gave me a silver wedding ring, even though the Tyrell tradition is gold, because he wanted to pay homage to my family rather than his own. Just last week he took me for a walk five minutes out of the grounds of High Garden to find the Reach's only Godswood. No one has prayed there for decades, forgotten by time, yet he read about it and sought it out so that I would have somewhere to visit that could remind me of home, and he promises to help restore it to it's former glory so that generations to come will be able to appreciate it. Just after we returned home from Old Town, he gifted me a beautiful Lute, just like the one father gave me all those years ago before mother took it away. He said that he loves me singing and wants to hear me play more often, and he knows that playing the instrument makes me happy. It would be impossible not to love him for these gestures, and though you may think he is doing them just to win my trust to eventually deceive or trick me, I know he is not like that. He trusts me. I know he cares for me, and I for him.

In short, I am more than happy with Willas, and I am happy in the life that I am living with him. His family are good to me, the castle is beautiful, the people are kind, I could not ask for more. Of course I wish I was closer, I miss my siblings with all my heart, but I love High Garden, and I think I am in love with my husband too. I wish for things to remain this blissful forever.

Sending kindest regards and love, your sister, Eddmina Tyrell.'

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'Dear Edd,

I'm sorry for not replying sooner. I hope you don't think I am rude, but things have been chaotic at home. I've been helping Bran and Rickon start their training and we do daily archery lessons, and I would be a liar if I didn't say I was confused by your last letter.

I didn't realise you felt so strongly for Willas, and I'm sorry for not being so perceptive or understanding to your feelings. I always thought you just went along with it for duty, that you married Willas to please our parents. I don't think I expected you to fall in love, at least not after five months of marriage, and while I appreciate Willas seems a good man, I was still surprised. I've known you my whole life and yet I never thought you were the type to fall in love. While this is unexpected, I know you are one of the smartest women I know so I know you will be in control of the situation and looking after yourself. If you love him, then I trust him too and think of him as a brother.

I'm not sure if you'll have heard in the Reach yet, but the Hand of the King has died. It's strange, Lord Jon Arryn was our Uncle by marriage and was like a father figure to our father, yet we hardly knew him. Of course, if he was stuck down in the south running the Kingdoms for King Robert while we barely left Winterfell it's understandable that our paths never crossed. I feel for father though, he is truly saddened by the news. At least he has the distraction of the Royal visit to look forward to, though I don't think any of us are looking forward to that. These royals seem more difficult than the southerners we've already had visiting, I don't know how we'll put up with them all, though no one is openly saying it. They're meant to arrive within the month and I wish you could be here for it.

Arya wants to come visit you so you can take her to Dorne, while Jon is still set on the Watch. I caught Bran climbing along the tower roofs yesterday, though I promised him I'd not tell mother or father.

As always I hope you are well, I hope you are taking care of yourself and I send my best wishes to Willas.

With love, your brother, Robb Stark.'

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'Dear Robb,

Unfortunately this letter isn't as long as usual, but I'll be seeing you in a week. Please tell mother and father that myself, my husband, Ser Garlan and Lady Leonette are sailing North and will be visiting Winterfell for the duration of the Royal visit.

I can't wait to see you all.

With love, Eddmina Tyrell.'

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Hey guys!
So this part is a bit different to all the others since I wanted to just write the letters Edd and Robb exchange, but I also wanted it to mark the end of part one of this book. My plan was to spend the first part of this establishing Edd and Willas's characters and their relationship and then move on to the actual plot of GOT, so from now on chapters are going to feel a bit more familiar and a bit more exciting.
Hope you enjoyed this and see you for the next chapter!

~Olivia