You were saying goodbye to your two girl's while Sansa waited impatiently on her horse. "Be good for your uncle Jon, I'll know if you misbehave. We'll be back in a fortnight." You kiss their heads and hug them tightly before getting on your horse.

"Be careful mommy, be careful momma!" You smiled and waved, while Sansa nodded, earning a frown from the twins.

As you set out, you stayed quiet, which was unlike you. Sansa tried to get your attention, but you kept brushing her off, until she was fed up and grabbed your arm.

"Y/n?"

"Why did you brush off our children like that? They were wishing us safe travels, the least you could've done is smile at them," you give her a hurtful look, as she flushes with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry. It was wrong of me."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm pregnant." You stop your horse and stare at her, not sure if you're suppose to smile or cry. "I'm sorry." You shake your head and smile.

"Don't, it's amazing news, I just... I wish you waited for me to be there," you shrug, but then smile, "it's amazing though, and now you get to experience everything. But next time, don't be mad at the girl's, okay?" She nods and leans over to kiss you, placing a smile on your lips the rest of the day.