"He said you have to marry one of his daughters." Catelyn Stark sounded harsh but she was trembling inside and nothing could calm her. Her firstborn son was fighting a war, and the thought of Robb getting hurt kept her awake every night. "I shall marry Frey's daughter." Robb said after a moment of silence. He didn't want to but he had no other choice. He must win this war, beat Lord Tywin and get his family back in Winterfell where they belong. Fawn Frey was the girl he was supposed to marry, she didn't want it either.