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    “I am really dreaming, then,” he croaks, wishing his lungs didn’t feel like they were about to crack into a thousand shards.

    “Oh, but you’re not,” Robb says, his hand going to Theon’s cheek, as rough and warm as he remembers it, and he can’t – oh, surely he must be dreaming and whatever gods exist hate him because it can’t be true, it can’t be real –

    “But I am,” Robb nods. “Real, I mean.”

    “You can’t be.”

    “You tried to kill the Night King with arrows,” Robb smiles, “you completely crazy idiot, and you think that there’s much that can’t be real, around here? Rest. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

    “You won’t be waiting for me in one of the Seven Hells, Robb,” he croaks.

    “No,” Robb says, “because that’s not where you’re going. Rest.”

     

    Or: in which Theon doesn't die and Robb doesn't stay dead either.

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