The grim doubt in Galbart's voice was audible. Did the Lord of Deepwood Motte think the king would fail or take a long time? She couldn't blame him, especially since Shireen's fears that Jon would be killed in the south grew in her chest and festered like a bad wound. Without him, the North would be lost and at the mercy of the Targaryens, who probably hated both the Starks and the Baratheons with a burning passion. She felt so small and lost at this moment; the enormous weight of the situation felt both suffocating and crushing.