The Warrior

Chapter 10

2 weeks later...

"I almost regret that I have saved you."

"Oh, don't be so bloody dramatic. I can't stand you either."

Jaime and I were spending a lot of time together, but just because we
were forced to. After he rescued me, I felt like we had bound, even if we
can't bear each other.

We were resting in the woods, we were almost near Winterfell, or what
was left of it, after the Bolton took control.

"We have to move, we're never going to King's landing in this way." I said in a very hysterical way.

"My lady, you're a fool if you think you're still in time for saving them
both." Jaime said sarcastically.

"I don't care what you say, maybe there's still a hope."

"There have never been a hope." Jaime stopped me.

"Better move, it's really like they say, winter is coming."

I got back to his horse, behind him. I was full of thoughts, and Jaime wasn't helping it.

After hours riding the horse, Jaime spotted a couple of men, they were Bolton's soldiers.

"It's better if you don't come" He said to me.

"Why we have to stop? They don't know you or me, let's just keep moving."

"We don't have enough food or drink, they're going to help me, I'm a
Lannister, we always pay our debts."

"You know, it doesn't work always like this." But he didn't listen to me, he already was approching near them.

As the soldiers spotted Jaime, they showed their swords.

"Stay back or you're going to be meal for our dogs,"

"Gentlemen, I'm not looking for a fight. I saw you are Bolton soldiers,
and you're drinking and eating a lot of good stuff. Me and my friend are on a journey and we are looking for an inn."

"Your friend? Ahah, yes, your whore maybe."

One of them came closer to Jaime.

"I know you. Fuckin' Lannister, you think you can have whatever you
want." He spat on Jaime's boots.

"Lord Bolton won't be happy to know what a miserable and unwelcomed soldiers he has."

I felt like the situation was on fire, I get off the horse and came closer to my sword.

"I bet you're father won't be happy if his only perfect son loose his tongue, or maybe..."

Suddenly the soldiers blocked him and put his hand on a log.

I didn't know what to do, I felt powerless against all those soldiers.

But without thinking I had my sword in my hand and I was piercing one
of them.

I wasn't enough to stop them. Jaime was screaming, his hand cut off.

"Stop it! Please! I'm going to give you whatever you want."

"Mmm...I've got some beautiful ideas. But I know what to do with you both. Lord Bolton will be very happy"