Marienne's Game Of Thrones- Robb Stark

Baelish

*unedited sorry!

My eyes burn. My throat burns. My head burns. This is all my thoughts consist of as I begin to regain consciousness, my mouth feeling like acid. I roll my head sideways, slowly opening my eyes as someone crouches down in front of me.

"One of them is awake." The deep voice booms, two fingers on my pulse under my neck.

"Baelish will be happy we caught them unharmed." It calls to another, who laughs in a shrill tone, a woman.

"Baelish.." I mumble, coughing up spouts of blood as my system tries to rid my body of whatever had been forced into my lungs.

My eyes focus on the person in front of me. It's the farmer, Fred. His matted beard which is stained red with blood stands out against his unusually pale skin. "Yes, Baelish. He's been looking for you." He laughs again, the woman joining in also. His eyes are beady, watching my every move cautiously, like a hawk.

"We're going to be rich!" The woman claps in selfish glee, dancing around as her husband watches.

"The two Fortitudo daughters!" He smirks, directing his gaze to a lump on the floor to my left. I frown as I look at it. It's a human body. Breathing, yet barely.

My eyes widen as I recognize the golden hair strewn across the face.

"Marienne!" I try to scream, little more than a croak coming out as my throat roars like fire. As I try to crawl towards her, I am restricted by two iron rings pinning my arms against the wall.

"Don't hurt her.." I plead with the farmer, my eyes never leaving her silent body.

"Don't hurt her!" He mocks in a high pitched tone, looking over to his wife for her to join in. "Why would we hurt you? We should be celebrating with you. In the next day or so, you're going to make us rich!"

I frown at the smiling man, "How are we going to make you rich?"

"Well as soon as Baelish comes to collect you and bring you back to Kings Landing, he's gonna pay us for catching you both!" He smirks, looking at me for a reaction.

I sigh as I shake my head at this dim-witted man. "You honestly believe Petyr Baelish would make you rich for finding us? He never follows through on his word. Never. He will kill you before you can even ask where the money is."

The man grunts in anger, a hand speeding towards me as he attempts to strike me in denial.

"Stop.." A croaking, damaged voice squeaks, and I turn to see Marienne slowly lifting her head from the floor. Her body is cascaded in black as she is surrounded by a black cloak.

I feel tears beginning to fall. She's okay. I thought for a minute.. No. I can't think like that.

"Anna?" She calls out, sounding almost terrified as she slowly lifts herself from the floor, no chains binding her to the wall like what has been done to me.

Once again I tug on the chains tight around my wrists, but it's no use.

"They're both awake!" The woman stalks towards us, ripping a piece of bread off of the loaf clutched between her fingers, devouring it greedily in front of us.

"How sweet. A reunion." She says, looking between us with a smirk as she flicks her stringy hair over her shoulder.

Marienne is able to gain enough of her strength to pull herself up onto her feet, holding the wall to keep her balance as she glares at the insane pair.

"Where's Melissa." She hisses angrily, gritting her teeth.

Melissa? The girl who started my entire mess with Baelish; the girl I had been searching for? The girl Jaison had spoke about?