Robb is like Lyanna Stark in the sense that he is also the dead girl that changes the course of the narrative. He also is the good and honarable lady that we'll only know by the eyes of other people: the good sister, the noble daughter, he's also seen as this tragic martyr that was played as a pawn in the game by the canon caracteres and as this lovesick immature teen that ruined his life because of love by the audience.
They're both the stopim of a war, they're both betrothed to people they don't love, they're the good, kind, honored, admirable poor souls that got crushed by life. We will never truly know Lyanna or Robb as characters, they're forever frozen in time and are only loved because of memories of the ones that have loved them in the past
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There's something about a frozen lake that whispers stories of the winter. Each crack, a verse; every clear patch, a chorus. What tales does winter tell you?