She paused outside the High Hall's doors. They would not be opened until they were both prepared, she decided. And she was still not prepared to share him with the lordling. Robin would grow attached, she suspected, and custom would allow Gendry to spend more time with him than with her. She would lose him.

"How old were you when you were first apprenticed?" Her voice has dropped to a secretive whisper, for fear of alerting the boy beyond the door.