The Sworn Shield and Broken Sword

ch.8 Pawns and Game Changers

You sat up in the bed. It felt like it had been days. Slowly you stood and wondered away from to the bed to the window. Gazing out at the miserable village you two were hiding in. Your heart felt numb to everything. Shuffling over you dressed in a simple gown. Lacing up the sides your felt your mind go blank. You didn't bother with your hair, simply draping a wool scarf around your shoulders and left the room Lavis had rented for the both of you. You didn't see him with the people gathered below the stairs.

You slowly went down the steps. The feeling in your chest was heavy and just ached. You couldn't stay in that room like you were just waiting for death to pay you a quick visit.

You left the inn and wondered in the village. You felt lost as you watched others carrying out their daily tasks. You didn't pay attention at the child that approached you. His red curly hair bounced as he tugged on your skirts.

You faked your smiled and bent forward.

"What is it i can help you with?" He seemed about seven or eight. He peered into a bag that hung across his shoulder and chest. He pulled out a sealed letter.

"For the man you were accompanied with milady! I can't find him anywhere may you please give it to him." You smiled at the boy who ran off to carry more letters. You peered at the seal...Petyr Baelish? Your eyes narrowed. You pulled your scarf tighter to you as you made you way to the woods surrounding the town.

You felt like your feet couldn't carry you fast enough as you looked over your shoulders making sure Lavis hadn't seen you. You let yourself go deep into the wood and you stopped by a large oak. You ripped open the seal. Unrolling the message you skimmed for information. You both were heading to another town. The name was unfamiliar to you but money would be waiting there. Further instruction were about you and that Lavis had to keep you out of sights as well as make sure you weren't a problem.

You heart pounded in your skull as you reread the letter about a hundred times. You wished the contents were different. You bit down on your lip and nervously went over the information in your head. That meant she was just another pawn.

GODS DAMN IT!

You threw the parchment on the ground after crumpling it in anger.

You didn't want to be apart of the game of thrones yet you were still a pawn. And Lavis...Lavis Snow was aiding in keeping you in this twisted game. You had to figure out how to leave. You needed to get back and grab your things. Maybe if you could steal the horse maybe that sword. Gods you bet that sad story Lavis spun about the sword being his fathers was all lies. Just as him caring for him.

You didn't notice the man approaching you during your panic attack so he grabbed you, throwing you on the ground. You let out a gasp and he forced his body between your legs and began to shift down his pants. Your hands flew to his face, clawing at his throat and anywhere you could reach. A large fist balled and crashed at the side of your head. You rolled that direction with the blow.

Your vision blurred but you grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it in his face, and in his eyes. The man fell back and you got on your hands and knees. You would have ran but you were done with running. You stood and picked up a large rock and as the man tried to clear his vision you brought the rock down upon his skull. Blood squirted out and you knelt over him, bring the rock down again. You felt everything boil on the inside of you. All the betrayal you felt. Sandor. Lavis. You kept beating in this man's head with the blood stain rock.

You had to save yourself. You could relay on yourself. Finally you let go the rock in the left over bloody puree of this man's skull and brains. You stood up and stared at the body and just screamed in pure anger. You felt like your throat was raw and ripping open as how long and loud you yelled. You fist balled and your nails cut open the palms of your hands over how tight you squeezed your grip.

You took in a sharp breath and examined the scene. Your dress was covered in the dirt and intense blood splatter. Before you even thought about leaving you patted down his person. You took the coin he had and left the wood. The sun was setting and you walked to the inn. There was yelling coming from inside. You saw lavis panicking and running down the stairs. Every stared at your person. The blood everywhere and bit on your face. You looked at lavis and tried your damn near hardest not to show the anger you felt.

Lavis grabbed your shoulders, "What happened, (Y/n)?"

You took in a breath, "A man attacked me in the woods and i grabbed a rock. I just kept hitting him." Your voice sounded drained of empathy. He put a hand on the small of your back and led you upstairs.

"I will take care of it. You don't have to worry about it anymore. Everything will be okay." His whispers were never ending. He sat you in the chair in the room. "I will get them to draw a bath for you and i'll go and fix everything." You just nodded and Lavis left you. The moment the door closed you began to grab a clean brown gown, pants and shirt. You took coin he left on the table and the food previsions. A servant came in carrying buckets of water.

"Milady?" She tilled her head.

"My lord wanted me to pack for tomorrow morning. He felt it was best." The servant simply nodded and drew up the bath making her trips for water. You paid her no mind and was about to leave the room when you saw the sword and dagger on the chair. You let of a sigh and grabbed those too. You ran down the stairs, lucky everyone was drinking and not paying much attention to you.

Your legs caught up to the speed you desired and you slipped inside of the stables, saddling the horse and packing the things about the beast. You held your breath and you heard a voice from outside of the stables.

"Mil' Lord." A female spoke.

"Is my Lady's bath ready?" You guessed Lavis.

"Yes but she is not in it."The female spoke as if dumbfounded.

"Why not?" His tone was in a panic.

"She said you told her to pack for your two's departure." She spoke and gasped.

You mount the horse and heard the footstep running to the stable doors. You bent over, getting ready. The moment the doors began to swing open you nudge the horse and it took off, causing Lavis snow to topple over. You heard him call for you yet you kept riding. They're all lairs. You needed to get away. You need to be free. At least you could trust the horse.

You didn't stop riding. You rode through the night and part of the day. You broke off the rode and stopped the horse by a river. You fed it an apple and changed into pants and green tunic. The tunic was slightly large on you but it was fine with you. You crept by the rushing waters and washed the blood off your face and arms. While the horse rested, you sat under the shade of a tree. Watching the water, you tried to plan your next move. You weren't sure where to go. The Vale? You shook your head. Perhaps not.