"That's possible in our world as well, if you're clever enough." Her mother had been one. She was quick, manipulative and strong willed enough to bend her husband however she wanted. There were others too that she knew of. Lady Catelyn had that strength but used it differently, not in a poisonous means but as gentle advice, guiding her son. Jeyne hoped to be that sort of woman, but it was a little out of her reach just yet.

She was young and time might have changed things. If she had a child, perhaps. It was hard to say now if she could be that woman. Here there was more freedom, but she was still a bird staring at the open cage door, not quite grasping the full enormity of it all.

"I suppose more than I thought I would." Her smile was soft and sad, as it always became when the mention of Robb surfaced. "He was waging war against our liege lords and he attacked our keep. I never saw war before then. After, when we married, I followed him to the Riverlands. There I largely stayed at his mother's family keep. When he died, I was being transported back to our home, but found my way here instead." It didn't seem like a big adventure in her mind, but compared to what she knew and the other girls she'd grown up around, it was bigger than she imagined.

"I would have liked to have seen the North."