The Tale of the Opal Assassins

4: She Doesn't Care

~Ireonna~
I continued my walk down the road when I began to here dogs barking. My mind started wandering off to the worst places. What if someone were to have found me? What if they're after me? What if it's raiders? The heavily armed thoughts attacked my mind, and I decided to make Ingrid's horse go faster. I was now speeding through the night.
Sweat began to build as fear grew stronger and stronger. I pictured a sword being swung at me, and either a rope being tied around me or my blood covering the ground. Faster and faster the horse ran as the dogs barked louder and louder. Screams emerged.
"Please," I heard the voice of a man scream, "Mercy! Mercy!"
I heard another horse galloping at a quick pace. It grew louder and louder until I was able to see it and it's rider behind me. It was a tan man with short black hair, wearing a nobleman's garb. The expression on his face was sheer terror. He was drenched in sweat, and tears ran from his eyes. I'll never forget those eyes. I could only see them by light of his lantern, but they were quite memorable. They were like melting blue ice that had been pissed on by someone. Oh his poor eyes.
In the split second that that he was in view, a thousand terrors of what the person chasing him could be raked over my mind. The terrors began to grow when I saw him fall off of his horse. I could tell from the way that he fell that he had been pierced by an arrow. I couldn't help but let out a scream. My terror only increased when Shadowmere came to an abrupt stop. I couldn't get him to move. I was stuck.
          "Who's there," a familiar voice called out, "Show yourself!"
          A tear ran down my cheek. I was terrified. I just knew that my life would soon be over, but I was wrong. Familiar people quickly stepped into the light of my lantern - my mother and father. The expression on their faces said everything. I was in a large amount of trouble, and so were they.
          "Ireonna," said my mother calmly, "What are you doing out here?"
          "Why," I questioned with tears streaming from my eyes, "Why did you kill that man?"
          "We have much to talk about with your sisters when we get home. As for now, I'd like to know why you are out here as well as why you took Shadowmere."
          "You took me away from my happiness when we moved here. I wanted to return to it. I would've come back home after the short visit."
          "Ireonna, this is a dangerous road. You could've been killed. We'll talk about punishment later, but now we're going home."

               ~Ingrid~
          These things that keep happening are always horrible in some way or another. I can't take this anymore! Ireonna has crossed so many lines by doing this. It doesn't help that Gudrun doesn't even seem to care in the least. While I fidget around in horror and anticipation, Gudrun does nothing more than sit in her room alone with Theon. I can't believe that she's being so inconsiderate! It's not even like her to do that. I blame Theon.
          I lost my mind and barged into her room. I saw her tangled in his embrace on her bed. I was filled with rage and I lost my temper.
          "What the fuck is he doing in here," I screamed out, "Why the fuck are you in here with him when our fucking sister has stolen my horse, MY HORSE, and is probably halfway to Hammerfell by now! I MEAN KINGS LANDING!!!"
          "Relax your breasts," she replied, "First of all there's nothing we can do about it. Second of all, why the fuck does it matter if he's in here?"
          "Because he's an asshole!!! You're attention should be focused on Ireonna!"
          "You mean Ireonna's absence," Theon butted in, "There's nothing that we can do."
          "Don't you have some kind of servant work or chores to do or some sort," I snapped back, "Or fucking women you fucking prisoner?"
            He stood up. I knew that this wasn't going to end well for anyone. I readied myself. I hoped he tried to pick some kind of a fight with me. I honestly couldn't wait to beat the shit out him.
          "Theon," Gudrun cried, "Please sit down! Ingrid, please leave."
          Both of us disregarded my sister's request. We were caught in an intense stare down. Gudrun grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back to no avail.
          "Please don't do this," she whispered, "Please..."
          I actually began to start considering her request, but the look in Theon's eye was pissing me off far too much. I was about throw a punch, but he beat me to it. He hit me, but not hard enough.
          "Never should've come here," I said as I threw a strong punch at his eye that knocked him onto the ground. From there I pinned him down and began punching him many times.
          "Stop," Gudrun yelled as she began pouring a bottle of wine over my head, "Ingrid, get off of him! Please stop hurting him!"
         I didn't even acknowledge it. It wasn't until Gudrun threw herself in front of one of my punches that I stopped beating him up. She's lucky that I was able to stop it before it hit her. After that, I stood up and left the room to wash off the wine.
          After I was clean, I decided to go check on Gudrun, and maybe apologize. I felt kind of bad about beating him up, but only for her sake. Hurting him felt good. Troll bait had it coming. I was ready to talk to her again when I knocked on her door, but my mind was immediately changed when I heard her voice through the door.
          "Don't worry," I heard her say in a gentle tone, "I've studied alchemy very well. This will make you feel so much better, my Kraken."
          "Theon," I yelled, "Get the fuck out before I come back in there and... oh fuck it."
          I decided to lock myself in my room and read more about the lion knight to calm myself down, but I was still so pissed off at Theon. He's terrible for Gudrun, and she's to blind to see that. This entire day has revealed one major thing to me... God I fucking hate that guy.