He blinked at her. A person didn't get to just be called a lady: she either was one or she wasn't. If she was...then she was and that was the end of the matter. Maybe it was like kings here. Maybe there weren't ladies either.

Bran wasn't sure if he liked that there weren't any rules, but it meant Arya could wear men's clothes and carry swords, which made her happy. He wanted Robb to be happy too. "And you're going to get married."

"Yes, um, you didn't need to get me a present. But thank you."