It’s not that he didn’t take Walder Frey seriously. He took him seriously enough.
Robb just didn’t want to be like Ned.
If you remember, Ned had gone off to war, fucked some nameless woman in the south and brought back a bastard, his own half-brother Jon. Robb was close to Jon, they were practically twins in the sense that they were the same age and basically grew up together.
Robb saw the pain that Jon felt growing up. The pain of not having a mother. The pain of having a stepmother who was distrustful of him. The way Jon was treated compared to Robb . He saw that tension that grew between them, the future Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North and the bastard who might get a castle if Ned Stark ever went through with his plans of re-settling the Gift. He saw Jon wonder about his mother. And he, with Jon, wondered how she fared? Had she just been abandoned? Was she highborn? A whore? What kind of man was his father really?
Robb didn’t want to risk making someone who had to grow up like Jon Snow. It was his father’s one black mark; his one mistake. He didn’t want to make the same mistake.
Yes, there is a bit of drama to it all, but Robb, precocious and intelligent as he was, was still a 15–16 year old boy. Technically a man grown, but tell that to the hormones. (Which is also why, incidentally, any love potion that her mother might have slipped in Robb’s drink was probably unnecessary.)
The smart move would have been to break it off with Jeyne Westerling, come what may, acknowledge any bastards made(and apparently there were none) and still marry the Frey girl, of course. But Robb could not dishonor Westerling.
Which is why, kiddies, you should always listen to your mother and not let your hormones decide your course of action.
Anyway, Frey might still have betrayed Robb.
Written June 17th
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