[She feels pleased that she managed to make him smile and laugh, even at the expense of himself. It was such a rare sight that it almost felt like a gift. So far, he had been serious and brooding. While he had a great deal on his mind, she hadn't wanted this experience to be altogether unpleasant. It wouldn't be ideal, as they hardly knew each other, but it could at least be pleasant.

His sigh slowly chases her smile from her face. She is returned to the present and this rather awkward situation. This was their wedding feast, but neither of them knew what to make of it or how to enjoy it.

He was right, at least. She hadn't imagined she would be married again, but that doubt had only arisen when the Stark forces had closed in around King's Landing. Until then, her family had been plotting to marry her to Tommen. She was to be passed from one king to another, but it seemed that rather than a child, she was given a northerner.

Tommen might at least enjoy the festivities, but Robb was the more ideal husband. It was an interesting trade.]

After Renly, I learned not to have many expectations about my life, but to make the best of my situation. [It was the most honest she'd ever been about her mindset with him.] It has made everything bearable.