Arya had only met this man all but one week ago, and now they were to spend the rest of their lives together. She recalled Sansa's words to her and then Jon's words echoed loud and clear this time. 'You could be happy.'

"Do you have any idea what your actions have caused? Do you think for one second that he would willingly want you? A maid of the enemy house?" Her rage settled for a moment as she stared at the blonde before her, her eyes downcast and her shoulders shaking as sobs moved through her body. She smirked as the girl crumbled and sneered one final time; "You are not good for him."