Return to your bedchambers

Seeing no immediate need to stay here, you return to your bedchambers. The clamoring of the Stark ladies' voices muted as the distance grows.

Back in your room, with the slatted, hooded sunlight only narrowly peeking through the windows, you decide to return to the comfort of your bed, to nurse your newly blossoming hangover, and promptly fall back asleep.