Her thoughts had been centered around Robb, as they often were, yet her fears and sorrows did not run as deeply as they might have otherwise. It wasn't death that separated them, but forces that were capable of pulling in anyone from across time. While she was here, there was a chance that she could see Robb again. All she needed was the patience that Catelyn had to remind her to bear. It was a difficult road, but at the very least, she had Robb's family to help her suffer it. She had never been one to fully abandon hope.

"Well," she responded, glancing about the celebration with a bright smile. For as strange as it was to be in such a revealing garment, she felt warm and peaceful. The wine had worked wonders on her nerves and she was simply pleased to be by the ocean once more. It had always brought her peace. "And it's 'Jeyne', Jon. You don't need to call me 'my lady.'"

She nodded, as though expecting that. "I am not surprised. If we were to have answers, we would have been given them right away." Jeyne chuckled. "The last realm I was brought to, it was as entertainment. I don't doubt that this place has similar intentions for us."