Between their separation in King's Landing and the time they would have to endure apart at the cottage, the idea of being Jon's aide was appealing, but more of a joke. She didn't doubt that there would be an eager brother, willing to reveal her presence to the Crown in exchange for a pardon. As much as she wanted to believe that the Wall was her safe Haven, a place where they could be free together, his brothers couldn't be trusted.

Her presence was a secret that only they could keep between each other. In public and outside of their room, she was a "Rivers". Here at least, she was his Margaery.

"I am tired, but not enough to be dissuaded." She leaned her head against his shoulder. "Are you sore or exhausted?"