I believe you, my lady. It's the fear — I cannot seem to be rid of it, no matter how hard I try.

[ she shames herself for the thought; her fear had kept alive, why want to be rid of it now? she wants to be brave like her father, like robb, even her mother. she wants to be strong enough to not need fear anymore. ]

What do you do? When you have so much fear it chokes you?