"Yes, please! I should love to have an entire wardrobe full of such finery! A different gown for every day of teh week! I had one dress at home, but it was threadbare and I traded it to a man for his clothes. And nothing like this."

She can't stop feeling the fabric, looking down and smiling to herself.

"I never thought I would. Thank you, my sweet Robb. My dearest King." She takes his hand, kissing his knuckles.