The Realm's Saviour (A GAME OF THRONES FANFICTION)

Chapter 10

Ashara awoke to find some of her belongings already packed for the trip, lying at the foot of her bed.

Ashara got up and dressed in a simple light green dress that had not too many layers. She had told her servants they did not need to dress her, they insisted by Ashara would have none of it. In Winterfell she had been independent, why not in Ariies too.

Jon and Dand were waiting for her with horses packed and ready to go.

Horas let out a happy whinny as he say her. Jon only gave her a warm smile. What is wrong, she thought, Jon would always greet her as happily as Horas.

"Shall we," Dand said as they mounted on their horses.

"Yes, we shall," she replied, and they were off.

There were some people who waved when she left the city, she smiled and waved back. She was still getting used to the whole princess deal.

Outside of the city was beautiful, she had been out briefly with Dand but they had to return because of the the north men and Jon.

Dand lead the group and was ahead a way, this gave a chance for Jon and Ashara to talk.

"I don't like that Dand," Jon huffed.

"Jon he's a good man, and loyal to my father, unlike his father," she replied looking over at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Dand's father, who's name now escapes me, he tried to murder meon my way to Ariies, he seemed to be one of Joffery's pawns."

She looked over and saw Jon's face darken.

"You never told me that," he sighed,"What of you got hurt, or worse? "

"Jon I can handle myself, if I can take down you, which I can, I can take down fully grown men."

"That I know," Jon chuckled as Dand trotted over to them.

"Your majesty, there is a village to the rode on the right," he said,"We'll make camp shortly after."

"Understood," Ashara replied.

As they trotted along, something caught Ashara eye. In a distance to the right looked to be a large grey lump, she turned her horse to that direction to get a better look.

"Dand what's over there," she asked pointed towards the mysterious grey lump.

Dand knew what was over there and wouldn't let her know.

"It's an abandoned village," he replied riding on.

Ashara kicked Horas' sides making him go in the direction of the abandoned village.

Ashara had gotten a way away when Dand and Jon noticed.

"Ashara," Jon shouted at her, which she didn't hear.

Ashara had already reached the village when Jon and Dand caught up.

"Ashara I advise that we turn around and go towads the eastern sea village.

"Dand there's no harm in looking," she said as she and Horas walked through the street.

Dand glared at Jon, "Can't you control her."

"No and nore do I," Jon chuckled and trotted along.

The village was extremle old. The wood buildings old and falling apart, it felt like a dust loomed over the village.

Suddenly she heard a clatter and say a little girl dressed in rags, hair messy, fall through one of the doorways.