Her heart is beating uncomfortably fast and she realizes that Maglor is so like her brother. The Fëanorians would have fit in perfectly at Winterfell.

"I - I'm no longer a maid." she flushes, embarrassed and...sickened, "Not of my choosing." which is a nice way of putting it, she thinks, "Ramsay forced me...every night. He was rough and -" she shakes her head against his shoulder, "I'm not carrying his child - and I am grateful for that. I also ensured he will never hurt anyone ever again."