Ariel doesn't know much beyond her life in the House of Black and White. As a Faceless woman, she kills people all over the seven kingdoms and returns home to her husband, Jaqen H'ghar. Through many miscarriages, she believes that she will never h...
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Jaqen was watching her again.
Even when sword fighting with the young girl Arya, Dylana could feel his eyes on her. She didn't say anything to him. Instead, she kept her eyes focused on training Arya, who began to notice Jaqen's eyes on her.
Once Arya dropped her sword from practicing for several hours, Dylana finally was able to take a breather. The weather was humid and it took a lot of the two.
The faceless woman had tangled her fingers in her long reddish brown locks. Her brown eyes glanced at her admirer then quickly looked away before Arya spoke up.
"He seems to like you" Arya looked at her with a small smirk.
"A girl shouldn't be too concerned with emotions like attraction. A girl should learn to not be so nosey." Dylana muttered as she looked up the top of the balcony to see Jaqen. He didn't respond, he kept on staring at her.
"Right." Arya had smirked at Dylana. " And you are only six years older than me so you aren't as wise as you claim. "
Jaqen chuckled. "A girl has a loud mouth for yelling against a Waters. A girl should learn to respect Ariel, daughter of the sea."
Arya took a step back, aware of what she done. " I am sorry for hurting your feelings in any way."
Dylana wasn't offended or upset . In fact this was only part of her story. She was Dylana, the bastard daughter of Balon Greyjoy. As a Greyjoy she learned to love the sea and fight like one, even though she is no one.
