Shireen had indeed missed her moonblood, but it had been delayed before, so she thought nothing of it. Maester Wolkan cautioned that it was too early to tell if the pregnancy would take, but Jon and her good-sisters seemed confident that she had twin daughters on the way. Hopefully, her morning sickness would be just as light this time as it was while carrying Rickon. Gods forbid she was even half as miserable and nauseous as Cella was. For moons, the new Lady of Last Hearth had spent half her day puking her guts out and feeling queasy and could not stand the smell of half the foods on the great table.