Was impressed with how she told her that she trained with the faceless men*

Catelyn smiled at the thought of her own son as the king of the six kingdoms* wait, you said six kingdoms, why isn’t the north under the the kingdoms *She asked, she was shocked to hear that who John really was* if I had known, why didn’t your father trust me enough to tell me *she replied, she~

Replied as she wanted to hear about all her children’s stories, she wanted to ask about Sansa as her heart ached for her and wondered if she knew that she was even here, she reached out again for Ayra’s hand*
Does your sister know that I’m here?

*Catelyn soon released that she was in the crypts of Winterfell as she couldn’t hid the happiness and the relief that she felt*
I have heard of the faceless men, but I thought they were a myth, but their real, I would be very interested in hearing about all you have done with them, *Catelyn~

Son would treat her eldest daughter poorly, he was beat and torture her like Joffrey did, Catelyn hoped that she would be alright*

Catelyn nodded* yes I will, and I wish to learn more about how you took fray’s face, *she reached out to her youngest daughter, she had heard nothing of how Sansa is, or if she is still alive, the last Catelyn heard was she was back in Winter-fell with the Boltons, she feared that Roose Bolton’s ~

That everyone from the red wedding is dead that betrayed us? *She asked Arya, as she missed Robb so much, as she missed her dear husband, she didn’t know why Littlefinger had wanted to start the war, but she knew that someone to finish it*

Not Rickon, Brandon, he had climbed up the tower as was pushed off, I have my suspicions that is was Jamie, *She replied while sipping her herb tea*
As it was Littlefingers blade that started out conflict with the Lannisters *She sighed as she sat her cup down, and took a deep breath*

Your sure~

Ser now, did you trust him, I may not like what he did to my youngest son, but he did help you protect my eldest daughter, *she sighed not sure on what to do*

Brienne, you didn’t *Catelyn grabbed her throat as she took another sip from the cup with the herbs in it*
Fail me, not at all, you are not responsible for Sansa’s choice to stay with Littlefinger, not was it your responsible for Ayra’s decision to stay with the hound, why are you calling Jamie~

My throat heals well enough *Catelyn gave her a look*

Brienne, *Catelyn whispered as she gripped her throat as the Maester gave her some water with some herbs to heal her throat, as she reached out to her*
Thank you *She replied softly as the herbs were working*
“We will speak about you not going with Brienne when she found you with the hound when~

Girls from dangers and manipulative men out there, she tried to sit up but the Maester wouldn’t allow her too*