The King's chambers were spacious and a flame was softly dancing in the hearth already. There was a wide bed and a nightstand on each side. Three drawers could be seen on one of the walls, a small table and two chairs at the corner, and a... weapon's rack? If her eyes were not deceiving her, all of it was made from mahogany from the Summer Isles. The floor was covered with various rugs made from bear, wolf, and even shadowcat pelts. She carefully took the Stark cloak off her shoulders, placed it on the hanger near the bed and slowly started taking off her wedding dress. She might have been spared the humiliating undressing but she knew her duty. When she was in her name-day gown she slipped under the warm covers to wait for her husband.