Hidden | Jon Snow

II

     As she guided her horse through the forest away from the Northerners, she heard deep howls back in Fort Castor. The direwolf must have her scent, she knew it was only a certain amount of time before she was captured, but she was going to try her best.

     She was riding further away from the fort until her horse got spooked by something. Her horse kicked up on his back legs which resulted in her falling into the dirt. Her horse ran away leaving her alone.

Before she even had time to think, she heard rustling in the bushes beside her. Then, the great, large direwolf came out of the brush. His teeth were barred, and he was growling at her. Her eyes were wide and full of fear, she had never seen a wolf so big in her life. The direwolf started approaching her when three northerners came on horseback and approached her. They looked at her in the dirt and spoke.

"Great job, Grey Wind, but King Robb doesn't want her harmed. Sadly," one of the guards said with disgust.

Grey Wind stopped barring his teeth, and gave her a quick sniff. The wolf's head was three times bigger than her's. Grey Wind ran back towards the Fort and disappeared from her sight.

Two of the guards approached her with chains. Oh. There was no way she was going to let them put those on her.

"The less you fight the quicker this will be over," one of the guards explained kneeling down in her face while the second guard lifted her up from her back.

"Lucky for you boys, I have patience," she said before heading the guard in his face, she saw blood instantly flow. The one that was at her back she kneed in the crotch causing him to bend over in pain. Emily got back up out of the dirt, then the third guard tackled her from behind, pushing her back down with him on top.

She kept trying to get out of his grasp, but she couldn't. The guard managed to get the chains around her wrists. He picked her up guiding her to his horse.

"If you let me go, my family will pay you in ways you can't imagine. I promise." She said looking in his eyes hopefully. He took her by her hair and said, " Do you think I'm stupid? your family won't pay me shit."

He tied her arms onto a piece of rope, that he was holding. The guard mounted his horse and pulled her with him while she walked.

"Your right, my family would have put you in one of our cells, and leaving you there to starve. You would become so hungry you almost feel tempted to chew your own fingers off," Emily said looking straight into the guards eyes with anger. The guard simply rolled his eyes.

After a few minutes passed they were back at Fort Castor's gates with Northerners around it. They entered the gates, and two other guards picked Emily up by her armpits, leaving her legs dangling. She knew she was small, but they didn't have to remind her.

"I can walk, you know," she said struggling in their grasps.

They continued carrying her inside Fort Castor. When they entered the main hall, she kept her gaze on the floor not wanting to look at the men, who took her home from her. She would rather look at the dark, brick flooring. The guards set her on the ground in front of the large table her father once sat at.

Her dark brown hair acted as a curtain keeping her from their sights. She heard footsteps approach her and a deep voice spoke.

"So this is Emily Castor, the daughter of Lord and Lady Castor," the deep voice spoke sounding rather tired. After a few seconds of silence, the footsteps became closer to her.

" Your Grace, I don't recommend you stepping any closer. She killed one, and harmed two others," the guard who captured Emily explained.

"Why can't she speak?" King Robb asked. After a few seconds of silence, she felt a foot come in contact with her abdominal. This blow caused her to groan and fall on her side.

"Are Northerners supposed to treat ladies like that, get out of my sight before I make you," King Robb snapped at the guard, when she looked up form the floor she saw the stranger had the guard by his collar.

"My apologies your grace," the guard said getting out of his grasp, bowing then turning away exiting the main hall. Emily came back up on her knees with her hair no longer covering her face, and looking at all the men at the table.

She turned her head to find Lord Stark starring at her with confusion. He was handsome with his wild dark brown curly hair and rough beard. His light blue eyes stood out the most. He wore armor and a dark hood with fur at the top keeping his shoulders warm. King Robb approached her and kneeled down until he was eye level with her.

"You-," he started to say, but before he could finish, she headed him in the nose. He flew back holding his nose in pain and groaning. The other men at the table started to rise, but before they could do anything King Robb put his hand up saying," it's alright, Lady Emily here didn't mean it."

"Oh trust me I did, King Robb," she said teasingly. He just looked at her with amusement.

"Finally, the lady speaks," he said standing up and finding a cloth to stop the bleeding.

"Where is my father?" She questioned him eagerly. She was worried about her father, he never left her mind ever since she saw him being tackled. King Robb just looked at her for a few seconds then looked away, and turned to one of his servants.

"Lead Lady Emily to a bath, make sure there are guards outside her door," he explained to one of the handmaidens he turned to Emily, seeing's small hope in her eyes as they held eye contact. She knows her bathroom has windows.

"Also make sure the room has no windows, put a maid in there as well," he finished still keeping eye contact with Emily, his eyes showed amusement, as her's changed to an angry glare.

"After she is done, bring her back down for dinner. We have too much to discuss," he said smiling at Emily as she walked upstairs with the guards and handmaiden.