Her eyes drift about the room. Winterfell was a story, a distant world far removed from King's Landin, it had only ever existed in her books. It's impressive in its size and history. This might only be his creation, but she can tell how much it's influenced him. It’s in the stones and in his eyes.

"I thought it might be when I saw it. I only saw an etching of Queen Alysanne's visit." And now she can experience it, even if it's technically a dream. "I was looking for you."

Desperate, if he can't tell.

"There was an escape attempt. Mat told me he wouldn't leave me, but we were separated. I am lost in the water tunnels. I do not know where it is, but it is cold."