Summerfell was one of her favorite places on the island. She still gave the direwolves a wide berth, but everything and everyone else there was pleasant. It reminded her greatly of a smallholding in the Eastfold, though the Eastfold had never had such trees nor such birds.

When Robb addressed her, she turned from loosening the girth straps on Lorica's saddle and smiled at him.

"It was well," she replied. "Lorica is well-trained and not inclined to shy from butterflies as some of the younger horses do."