She shuffled and hugged her warm pillow harder. The previous night of lovemaking had left her pleasantly exhausted, and mayhaps another babe was on the way. Shireen scoffed at her apprehension borne out of her unlamented mother's explanation about the bedding. Laying with her husband was nothing like the painful duty she coldly described but a pleasurable experience instead. Jon was a skilled lover, and Shireen had only praise for him. And she was a mother now, and with the gods" blessing, her firstborn had proven to be healthy.