Faceless // Jaqen H'ghar

Stupidest Lannister

'Have fun at the capital.' Sera told arya.

'I'm sad you wont be coming back with us.' Arya told her.

'me too.' She admitted.

'where are you going?' arya questioned.

'Fingers.' Sera told her and arya made a disgusted face. 'exactly how I feel.' Sera agreed.

'your father married you off?' arya questioned.

'yes. He did.' Sera said simply.

'I don't want to marry, I don't think so at least...' arya told her. 'I want to be knight, I want to be a fighter.' Arya told her.

'I hope you get that. I hope your father doesn't force a life upon you that you do not want.' Sera told her. 'I hope you get to be someone of your own choosing.'

'thank you seraphina.' Arya told her.

'oh and one more thing.' Sera said, 'don't trust anyone in the capital. We are all a bunch of lairs.' Arya smirked and hugged Sera before running off. Tyrion walked up to her and sera looked down at him cautiously.

'Goodbye Sera. Hopefully we will see each other again.' Tyrion told her and she nodded stiffly. 'I am sorry.' He told her. again she nodded. She knew this wasn't tyrions fault and she knew it was bound to happen but she still didn't have to like it. 'you were always my favorite.' Tyrion added and that caught her attention. 'its true. You didn't treat me like I was this monster, yet I still didn't treat you the best.' Tyrion admitted.

'I just wanted a family that loved me.... same as you.' Sera told him.

'I was already up my own ass by the time you were born... I wish I could have been there for you.' Tyrion admitted. Tyrion was almost ten years older than her, by the time she was six Tyrion was already falling in love, marrying whores and couldn't care less about his little sister.

'if I survive this, Fingers...' she muttered. 'perhaps you could visit?' Sera suggested.

'I would like that.' Tyrion hugged her goodbye before riding off. She watched him go. She watched them all go. Until they were not even a speck before she agreed to leave, to white harbor they went. Sera and a few knights riding south but on a different path, they were headed east, within a week they were at the harbor but what she didn't expect was Michael grey to be so handsome.

'Hello,' sera said sweetly as michael kissed her hand.

'Seraphina Lannister. It is a pleasure.' Sera smiled giddy. Maybe she could like this arrangement after all. 'please this way.' He led her to a ship but they didn't make it off the docks. A spear was thrown through michaels head. Sera screamed out, falling backwards as the man skillfully fought all of michaels men and sera's own knights. They were all dead around her. she inched backwards, her chest panting for breath, she changed her mind she didn't want to die, not like this. The man stared down at her, tears running down her face he offered her a hand. She just stared at him though. He grabbed her hand pulling her up. She rushed back until she was trapped the man came walking up to her slowly, his steps threatening but a smile curved on his face.

'don't hurt me.' sera begged.

'the faceless god does not want you dead.' He told her.

'faceless...' shit, sera thought, this man was from Bravvos. He was crazier than the gypies her father tried to ship her off to.

'the faceless God has other plans for you.' He told her.

'listen, I'm just going to go.... okay? I wont say anything. I am just going to go home.' She told him she nodded trying to convince herself that asking nicely from the man that just assassinated the Greys and the lannisters soldiers without breaking a sweat was going to listen to her. the man just laughed. 'okay? Right, that's... please?" she begged. She looked around, the horses spooked and ran, she didn't know how to man a boat by herself. Why was she knitting and doing fucking needlepoint and learning languages when she couldn't fucking do anything useful, in the real world against lunatics from Bravvos.

'I am not going to hurt you... but I don't think you want to go home.' He told her. she choked back a sob as he stepped forward.

'please...' she murmured, tears dripping down her cheeks.

'you are broken.' Jaqen ran a rough and calloused hand over Seraphina's smooth cheek. 'this is the perfect time to mold you into something else. Someone else.' she looked up to him teary eyed. 'who are you?'

'Seraphina Lannister.' she told him and he slapped her across the face, appalled she glared back at him.

'no, you are no one, nothing.'

'what?' he slapped her again. 'what the fuck is your problem?' she questioned suddenly the sadness and fear was gone and there was only anger.

'you want to be strong? You want to be brave? You must lose what makes you weak.'

'my name makes me weak?' she questioned. 'lannister is one of the-' he slapped her again. 'most powerful.' another slap. 'names in all of westeros!' she shouted at him. He saw fire in her eyes.

'good. Keep that. that strength. That fire. You will need it for what's to come.'

'what is to come?'

'come.' jaqen told her.

'you think I'm delusional enough to go with you? After what you just did to me?' Sera questioned. 'after what you did to them?' she pointed at the dead men around them.

'I think you are tired of being a trampled on lion and are in desperate need of power. Not family power but your own.' he told her taking a step towards her. 'I can give you that. it will take work and practice but I can help you. I can make you strong. Your own strength.' he offered her a hand and she hesitated but she took it. Cersei always called jaime the stupidest lannister but sera felt pretty damn stupid, but she was going with him anyways.