Robb blinked, his head rearing back. "...you didn't realize you hadn't told me," he echoed, and then faltered again, all astonishment as he cast a glance about them. "It was that important to let me know, then."

The oversight was a punch to gut, added to now by the revelation that Jon was apparently a Targaryen — And of course he was, Lyanna going on all with her furious, infantile declarations of eternal devotion to her beloved Rhaegar.

Robb wanted to be ill.

He turned away, shaking his head and unable to look at Jon for the moment.

"How long have you known?"