You were one of the daughters of King Jaehaerys and Queen Alysanne. A woman, even if she was a princess, could not escape her duties. There were things expected from you, and whether you wanted them or not did not affect your parents' decision.

Alaric Stark, lord of Winterfell, was causing trouble, still blaming your father Jaehaerys for his brother's death. In fact, the north almost became a problem.

That's why your mother, Alysanne, flew north and spent a few months there to make things right. Even though you thought this was none of your business, you were sorely mistaken.

Your mother, like any noblewoman, loved to arrange marriages. Especially when the marriages she arranges are those of one of her own daughters. Your mother had found a groom for you in the north.

Although your opinion was never asked at any stage in this marriage, when your mother Alysanne returned, you were expected to prepare to go north.

Your protests, your pleas, or your unwillingness to leave your family were ignored and you were eventually sent north.

You'd been in the north for about a week. You had been Alaric's wife for about a week. You had been the new lady of Winterfell for about a week.

This short period of time had neither accustomed you to the north nor brought you closer to your new husband, Alaric, who has the coldness of a northerner.

You were constantly whining, complaining about the poor quality fabric of the furs and the discomfort of wearing them, and sulking often.

You and your husband participated in a hunting trip today. It was a hunting trip in which the lords of the northern houses participated with their wives.

When the men returned from hunting, you were nowhere to be seen while the other ladies were all chatting together. After a brief search, Alaric found you sitting sulking inside your tent. One of his eyebrows was raised, his gaze showing his disapproval of you not being around as the lady of Winterfell.

"Lords from my vassal houses ask where my wife is."