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I need someone to tell me the way to the Unseelie court.

I'm not going to be that sort of lost either.

You don't understand. What he'll do to you -- Arya -- if you go anywhere near him.

[ sansa was punished for rob's actions; what would joffrey have done to arya for sansa's perceived crimes? the thought makes her shudder. ]

I'm taking his sword. And I'll hurt him like he hurt you. He doesn't have his stupid Hound with him.

[ the hound had never been the one to watch for -- it had been the other five. even ser aerys, though he'd tried to protest. each one had hit her except for the hound. ]

He has Ser Jaime. But as for how he hurt me... [ she licks her dry chapped lips. ] You could never be so monstruous. Not even you. To pay him back what he's done.

[ this only makes her angrier and more determined.] I don't need to be monstrous.

Ignore him. Please -- I beg you. Let someone else fight this battle. If he ever hurt you...

[ it would be just another something she might chalk against her conscience. like blood on the fingers or mud on her hem. ] You are my sister; not my knight.

He won't have a chance to hurt me. He won't.

[ there's a pause.]

Jon's already made me promise not to go.

[ thank the gods for that. indeed, she breathes a little better. ever since she'd witnessed his excessive violence on the locket, sansa has been in a teetering state. on edge. precarious. ser gendry has minutely managed to talk down her instinct to flee father and faster -- but it still lurks there in her heart, like the beat of panicked wings. ]

How glad I am that you have each other.

You have Gendry. [ her gendry.] And Nymeria.

I know. I know I do. I never said I didn't. Only that I was grateful to know you had--

[ the text stops. one-two-three seconds. ] I'm grateful for what I have, as well.

[ demure and well-broken, she takes the path of least conversational resistance. ]

I know.

I'm not certain I was ever this well-guarded even in the Vale.

[ but she still panics. and has done so more frequently since joffrey's arrival. ]

Who protected you at the Vale?

Often it was Ser Lothor Brune. A freerider until he was knighted after the Blackwater. Perhaps you remember him -- he rode against Jory at the Tourney they held for our Lord Father. [ she knows a great deal about ser lothor. bits and pieces picked up in the eyrie's halls. ] He is under Lord Baelish's employ, and therefore charged with my care.

I do not remember him.

I suppose you wouldn't. His face was not so memorable -- but it was honest.

Was he a bannerman for House Arryn or was he a sellsword?

A freerider. [ she writes again, nimbly avoiding any accusations of mercenary behaviour. ] Knighted under the Lannisters but ultimately loyal to Lord Baelish.

[ or at least to baelish's purse-strings. ] He speaks little. Lord Baelish dismissed the Eyrie's captain of the guard and put Ser Lothor in his place.

And you trust Littlefinger?

Lord Baelish delivered me from King's Landing. He protects me in the Vale.

[ but she doesn't say yes. because perhaps she does trust lord baelish. but not littlefinger: littlefinger is a face she does not trust at all. ]

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