“Yes. Lyanna was. I don’t know what happened to the babe, from what I hear your husband was the last one to see her alive…Did he tell you anything?” He frowned as he realized if she was asking than she didn’t know anything at all, no more than he did. “Sorry, I just…I never got to know if she had a son or a daughter. She was close to giving birth when I had to leave for the trident.” Rhaegar sighed “Five seems like a lot. Than again Waldar Frey has an immense population all by himself.” The Targaryen gave a laugh, feeling more at ease around her.
“Jeyne, is she from a good house at least? Though politically there are better options…Waldar Frey would not be one of them. He’s been trying to weasel his way into any and all Great Houses, no doubt he’s still at it now.” Rhaegar cautioned. His father hadn’t trusted Waldar Frey and he himself didn’t trust Waldar not one bit.
“Forgive me Lady Catelyn, I shouldn’t be giving you counsel on these matters. Or to persuade you at all over your son in his dealings.”
Goldnwulf 