Robb Stark

He looks calm, until he stands abruptly from the table — tall like a king should. He stares you down with piercing grey-blue eyes. Eyes that are more than they seem — eyes that resemble the wolf on the hunt. I'm Robb Stark, King in the North! I lead my Bannerman into battle to free us from those who want us on our knees! The North shall be, from now until the end of time, a free and independent Kingdom. These are my terms — and If need be — I’ll litter the South with Lannister dead.