Night Wolf | Arya Stark

Chapter Five

İt was stil early in the morning but streets was alredy filled with people. Air smelled different here Arya noticed, beside the usaul bread, wine, cooking, salty sea air there was an another smell that Arya couldnt indentife. Streets was cleaner then any other citys she had seen, people looked happier. After a quick strool she sit by a baker and break fast with freshly baked sweet bread and juice. All the whlie watching poeple passing by carefully.

Arya stood up, look at Great Pyramid, there it stood in all its glory. From what she heard, queen's palace located behind the pyramid, upon the thill. She walked past the pyramid, slowly climb up the hill, with a sea of humans around her. Palace wasn't as big as she expected but heavily guarded.

First, she walked around the palace, try to determine how to get inside without being noticed. She knew assassin would be strike while queen still in Meereen but she didn't know where and when. She watched the guards with calculating eyes, they have cast a tight and secure net around the palace. Except when they change post. While changing they were little careless. Arya already had found three opening she could slip by.

While checking the palace, she listened the people passing by. She figured that Dragon Queen like stroll around market every other day. But she still didn't know which street queen favored. İt would take more time and much more listening to the determine queen's favored. She turned away from the palace, start walking about in market streets. As she walked around she noticed quite a number westrosi and bravossi, much easier to despair among them, she thought.

She came upon a colorful clothing shop, the merchant was still adjusting his wears on the bench in front of the shop. Arya run her hand over soft crimson-red silk, it left an unfamiliar feeling tip of her fingers. Fabrics color reminded her sister, how she loved pretty dresses, how beautiful she looked the day father executed. Arya looked up to see merchant was watching her weary eyes, she gave him sad smile, keep walking down the street.

Faint rhythmic sounds of smith's hammer caught her attention. She crept into to the smiths street. People here didn't wear heavy metal armor, she noticed. They prefer lighter leather armors and some metal chain armor. Arya adjusted her thin cloak to conceal her sword, approached one of the shops, she greeted young boy behind the bench with a small nod.

"Welcome m' lady." boy said smiling. "What interests you? Perhaps a fine dagger, or maybe a light sword."

"Thank you, my good boy. Dagger would be fine. But please something easy to hide." Arya said.

"Of course, please wait while I fetch it from inside" boy answered, disappeared inside the shop.

Couple minutes later, the boy came out of the shop, placed eight different daggers on the bench. Arya slowly examined them one by one, testing balance in her hand, checking the stell with her eyes. Finally, she picked three, give the boy "These three will do nicely and a whetstone please."

The boy covered the daggers separately with some old rugs, gave her back,"One gold dragon covers them all m'lady" said, boy.

Arya retrieved one gold dragon and an extra cupper for the boy from her purse. The boy smiled brightly "Have a pleasant day m'lady, have a plasent day."

Arya ruffled boys hair, "You as well."

Just as sun settling down, Arya stalked into the Sunny Inn. Innkepeer qiuckly come her side " Welcome to the Sunny Inn my friend.What wil it be, hot meal, comfy bed or both." said with a polite tone.

Arya looked at the middle age woman with a curly red hair, baffled by her polite tone and warm welcome. "Both" Arya said, she took a small purse from her belt, gave the woman. "And sweet wine if you have any."

"Of course," woman said, slowly shake the coin purse in her hands, "Pick a table, I will bring your meal and wine shortly" with that she turned away and left.

Inn wasn't crowded, Arya walked the corner table away from the door and sit down with a heavy sigh. Running around the city all day start to catch up with her. People were laughing loudly, jostling with each other, as she watched every movement with keen eyes. Innkeeper brought her a hot stew and a jug of sweet wine.

"I hope it pleases you friend, our cook one of the best in the city. When you are ready, called fort hat dark-haired girl" she said, pointing a young girl with dark hair and darker skin, "she'll draw you a hot bath. Enjoy your meal friend."

"Aye," said Arya "I will. Thank you m'lady."