"No." She wrinkles her nose up in disgust at the idea of being a princess, even if was technically true after Robb had proclaimed himself King in the North, for all the good that had done him. "Is that what Sansa's told you?" If so, perhaps that's why he likes her sister so much - he envisions himself as the next king after their marriage. "In the North there's no place for the fancy frills here - we have tapestries and things, of course, but that's different."