While Bran was having his lesson Robb went down into the training yard to watch Jon and Theon practice their archery. Both were very good and Robb knew that he would have to pick up his own skills if he wanted to stay competative with them! Such was their way, all three, growing up together like brothers, sharing like brothers, fighting like brothers and arguing and being just as competative like brothers.
When Robb looked up at the sun overhead he guessed that Bran’s lesson would be over soon so he bid farewell to his brothers and headed off to the Godswood. He did not need to call Grey Wind to follow, the direwolf was there at his heels just as always.
He did not have to wait very long until he heard Bran bounding through the Godswood and a huge grin curled Robb’s lips when he saw his brother. “Bran!” Robb greeting his brother with a laugh. “How was your lesson?”