There's no question of them staying in separate rooms tonight, or for a while. Back in the days long gone, they could and did spend time apart, and they may again in days to come. But not tonight.

"Hold here," he says quietly. "Stay with Ghost. I'll talk to the innkeep.”

If it were Gilly, it would be easier: she wouldn’t care where Dany was staying, or where Jon was staying, so long as they lent their aid to her holdings. Here at the Immortal Duke (which one, he wonders), they want a different sort of aid, one that can’t be performed easily on the premises. He explains the situation to the proprietor, who has been eyeing them knowingly anyway: his betrothed, not expected here tonight, to share his room. They’ve been apart for a while and don’t wish to be apart again. He adds another of the furs he’s hunted to the tally of what the room will cost, and some meat, and arranges for some wine and cheese to be brought up to them.

Finally, it's settled, and he crosses the common room. "We can go upstairs."

What he has in mind isn’t lovemaking, or at least not only that: they can’t speak freely in the common room, and whispering will quickly grow tiresome.