The Visitor

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There is a character from the books that shows up. Just a warning I haven't read the books. Forgive me if I completely mess up with the character. :)

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*Arabelle's POV*

I looked forward at the man in front of me. Bjorn looked like he wasn't going to let go of my dream. I sighed mentally in my head. "Bjorn..."

He looked back at me. Bjorn thought he won but he didn't. "Yeah Arabelle?"

"I'm going to have nightmares or memories about my past. Okay? You're going to have to accept that." I told him Bjorn walked up to me slowly and hugged me. "Thank you for being a great friend Bjorn."

Bjorn gave me a small reassuring smile. "Go get some sleep Arabelle." He ordered me I shook my head and pushed him playfully out of my room.

"Come on dogs time for bed." I summoned them over to me. Slowly I fell asleep thinking about my journey.

*The Next Day*

I awoke the next morning to knocking at my door. I got up to check who it was. Philip and Gustus were at the door waiting silently for me. My attention was turned towards Philip. He was being quiet, too quiet for him. "Are you okay Philip?" I asked

He quickly looked up at me like he was hiding something. He scratched the back of his neck. He is hiding something. "Wha-t uhh not-hing." He stuttered Gustus looked as if he was about to punch him in the face.

"Bjorn you said he could keep a secret." Gustus claimed

Bjorn sighed at his friend "I did and he said he could also..."

"Keep what a secret?!" I inquired

"There is a Tyrell here to see you and it isn't Loras." Philip admitted finally

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*Garlan's POV*

The three men who I met when I first arrived were walking towards me now. Except this time with a young girl. She looked around the age of 18 or 19. Her hair was dark along with her eyes. Yet her skin was a white as snow. I assumed this was Arabelle, I mean she looked like she was from the north. Dear Gods Garlan, this is the woman that married your younger brother. Yet you have no clue what she looks like.

She stared at me weirdly before speaking "Get up I look like Robert and Gods know I hate that." Her voice was soft yet rough. It had a thick northern accent mixed with it.

I quickly came to my senses and got up "My apologizes Lady Stark."

She shook her head at me and chuckled "Please I rather be called Heda than Lady Stark. Just call me Arabelle for now Garlan." She put out her hand for me to shake it and I did.

She sent the men behind her away. Arabelle turned her head back towards me and spoke softly, "Come on Garlan, I would like to know why you are here. Please come walk with me."

Suddenly two gigantic wolves emerged from the darkness. They scared me half to death. Arabelle looked at me and smiled before turning back to the wolves in front of us. "Don't kill him please." She begged

"Grey Wind, Autumn meet Garlan Tyrell. Garlan meet my direwolf Autumn and my deceased brothers direwolf Grey Wind." Grey Wind was the first to approach me. My gut told me to run and never turn back. My head told me to stay put and I listened to my head. Grey Wind walked up to me and sniffed my hand then licked it. Autumn and Grey Wind looked pleased.

Arabelle continued walking. I didn't want to look like an idiot so I followed her. She turned to look at me with her dark brown eyes. Something is on her mind. "Why are you here Garlan?" Arabelle questioned

"My wife... uh she recently passed. I believe she was murdered by the Lannisters." I choked out The sorrow in her eyes was evident.

"My apologizes Ser Garlan I did not know. I promise though the Lannisters shall pay for what they have done." Arabelle vowed She began to look at me weirdly. I felt as if my presence was shrinking under her eye sight.

She turned around and spoke softly "You look like him you know?" I turned my head slightly not understanding what she said.

Arabelle seemed to understand that. "You look like Loras except with a beard and you're larger." I chuckled lightly at her comment

"Garlan you are welcome to come will me if you like."

"Thank you"'

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