"𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄"
THE THREE STARK SISTERS sit around a table, eating their dinner with Septa Mordane. Nyla and Sansa are both eating their food in silence, but their younger sister Arya is stabbing a knife between her fingers into the table instead. Nyla would usually argue against this, but after what happened with Arya, her direwolf, and Sansa's direwolf being killed in place of Arya's own, Nyla leaves her little sister to do what she pleases.
"Enough of that, young lady." Septa Mordane interrupts Arya's antics, clearly not thinking the same thing about leaving her be that Nyla was. "Eat your food." She orders.
"I'm practicing." Arya ignores the Septa's command and scolding, continuing to stab the knife between her fingers.
"For what exactly?" Nyla inquiries in a slightly amused, slightly concerned tone.
"The prince." Arya continues stabbing in between her fingers, and any amusement Nyla had disappears.
"Arya, stop!" The Septa raises her voice, not enough to be yelling but enough to be a noticeable change in her tone.
"He's a liar and a coward and he killed my friend." Arya doesn't look up from her hand as she continues stabbing the knife in between her fingers.
"The Hound killed your friend." Sansa corrects, her voice laced with irritation.
"The Hound does whatever the prince tells him to do." Arya glares at Sansa for a moment before going back to stabbing in between her fingers once more.
"You're an idiot." Sansa scoffs and pokes at the food on her plate.
"You're a liar!" Arya pauses with the knife stuck standing upright in the table to glare at her sister once more. "And if you told the truth, Mycah would be alive." Mycah was the butcher's boy, Arya's friend, that had been accused of attacking the prince and killed for it.
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Fanfiction★ THE LAST DRAGON, maelys targaryen ☆ THE HISTORIAN, kyra baratheon ★ THE BETTER BROTHER, rylon baratheon ☆ THE FEARLESS, kiren lannister ★ THE VALIANT, eyan stark ☆ THE HOPELESS ROMANTIC, nyla stark