Sorry to upset you Weirwood. In my defense I find naivete cute in 8 year olds, not blossoming young women who had their wolf killed by the ones she admired, caused their father's death, were stripped in front of court, married off to a dwarf (she should've come around and accepted Terrion, she would've been better off, wisdom before beauty), been snubbed by the Roses who acted as her best friends. Enough is enough.
I can wait for her to kill her first person with her own hands. That'll wake her up to the world of FandI.
Hey, wouldn't it be cool if she became an uber-biatch (with Petyr as her bedroom-pet), and when Brandon comes back for Winterfell she raises an army and fights him for control of the North (and possibly the crown)? Sister against brother, wow! I'd love that!