Game Of Thrones:Lady Blackthorne

CHAPTER 1

A lone woman in a dark gray cowl hooded cloak on a black stallion walks through the woods winding through the brush and trees. She dismounts her horse, taking the bow off her back and an arrow from her quiver, aims and shoots a rabbit in the underbrush. She guts and skins the rabbit, returning to her horse and hangs it to drain from a leather thong on her saddle. The woman then mounts and proceeds ahead whilst placing her bow on its sling on her back, her knife back in its sheath and arrow back in her quiver.

She moves silently but for the sound of hooves in the brush. As evening sets in, she makes camp in an area by a large natural berm of debris. The woman had collected wood and set up a spit roasting the rabbit. She was eating an apple whilst watching the rabbit roasted. It was rubbed in salt and rosemary, all the time listening to the woods for indications of anything foreign. There were many wolf howls at a far distance. That night she did as always, she slept with one eye open.

Due south of her position was a war camp being hosted by Lord Tywin Lannister and his army settling in for the night. They were camped for the night at High Heart.

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That morning in the early hours the woman put out her fire and continued on her way southeast unaware of intersecting with an army.

As she rode, she came up on the sounds of men, horses and clashing steel. Knowing contact with outsiders was never good, she turned and headed northeast in hopes of avoiding contact. It didn't work.

The soldiers were sent out around the camp perimeter to comb the woods for strangers, deserters and spies from Robb Stark's armies. The woman was spotted moving in through the woods. A party of soldiers took off after her in pursuit.

She ran her horse through the woods ducking branches and jumping streams avoiding capture. Her horse was tiring when she was cornered. The woman aimed her arrow at the soldiers waiting to see which would be the first to die, knowing the weak spots in every chink of their armor.

The leader announced, “Give it up lad, we have ya outnumbered and surrounded. Even if ya killed one of us, we’d all over power ya anyways. Just put down the bow and come with us peaceful-like to my Lord Lannister and you may live to see another day.”

She knew she couldn't take all seven of them down, so she put her arrow in her quiver. The first man took down her hood and gasped looking at the dark brown almost black haired beauty with cerulean blue green eyes. They took all her weapons, her bow, valyrian sword, three valyrian steel daggers and a hunting knife.

They tied her hands behind her back and led her horse back to the army camp. One of the soldiers went to find Lord Tywin Lannister and inform him of a captured woman in the woods on horseback.

That evening when they made camp, Lord Tywin Lannister had the woman brought to his counciling tent. Kevan and Tyrion Lannister were sitting at a large table looking at scroll maps, drinking wine and eating venison stew for dinner with Tywin. Tyrion had just returned from being released from the Vale. Tywin had requested the woman be brought to him. The woman had her hands tied behind her, her tunics shoulder was torn open to the elbow and was dragged into the tent looking roughed up. She had a large black bruise across her left side of her face, black fingerprints around her throat and a bloody split busted lip, whilst being thrown to the wooden floor in the tent. She had her head down with her long braid unraveling as she made a “Ooff!” sound. Tyrion frowned looking at her condition.

Tywin stood up and shouted, “I told you fools not to lay a hand on her until I had seen her! Who's responsible for her treatment!”

The soldier said carefully, “The Mountain was about to um… have his way and she spit in his face, bit his hand and kicked him in his balls.” Tyrion was stifling a grin. The soldier continued, “He got up and back handed her and started choking her. We told him you gave orders not to touch her and he dropped her to the ground and walked off.”