Hidden | Jon Snow

IV

After Emily figured out she needed to join the Night's Watch, she started packing her bag. Emily knew they wouldn't allow a women to enter the Watch so she needed to disguise as a boy.

Emily took a pair of shears out of her drawer. She looked at herself in the mirror. Wondering. She was scared, her hair was an important part of herself. It separated her from other people, it made her special. She looked at herself in the mirror with longing eyes. After a few seconds, she looked down at her curly, dark, brown hair and began to cut.

Pieces dropped and hit the floor. She heard the shears cutting. After she finished, she looked at herself once again. Her hair was now about the same length to her ears. There were no curls left in her hair. Now for the clothes. Her clothes were too feminine. She had to steal some of the boys clothes from the stables, she thought to herself.

All of Fort Castor was asleep besides some of the guards. Emily slowly cracked open her door and peaked down the hall to see two guards standing at the end of the corridor. She frowned to herself, then she leaned back into her room and closed the door.

Emily thought, what rooms had windows in this corridor? And she remembered. The guest room to the right of hers did. Emily couldn't let the guards see her hair. She walked to her closet, grabbed a hood, and put it on. Emily took one final deep breath, and opened the door she walked out into the corridor.

"You are supposed to stay in your room, m'lady," one of the guards spoke.

"Oh, I know, but my room is getting quite cold. I was just going to grab some extra blankets in the guest room down the hall," she explained innocently. The guards looked skeptical.

"Alright, but be done quick," he replied.

"Of course."

Emily walked to her right, down the corridor, and into the guest room. She closed the door and walked towards the window. The window was the perfect size. Emily knew she wouldn't have time, the guards would become worried about how long she was taking too long. She needed to get rid of them. A plan formed in her head.

"Guards!" She screamed. She stood behind the door waiting for the guards to enter. She heard footsteps coming towards the room, then the door opened and the guards walked in. She closed the door behind them.

Emily knocked the first guard in the back of the knee which caused him to fall on the floor, she grabbed the vase that was sitting on the desk next to her, and slabbed it on his head. He collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

She felt a fist come into contact with her face, she fell on the ground. Before he could get on top of her, she kicked him in his privates. This bought her time to get up, and give him a good punch to the face causing him to get knocked out.

Emily looked at the two unconscious guards on the floor. She grabbed the sheets off her bed and tied them to the bed post. If the guards started yelling her cover would be blown so she tied their mouths with torn pieces of the pillow cases.

She quickly climbed through the window and looked down. Below her were the pig pens. For fuck sakes. Emily hesitantly jumped down, and practically sunk into the mud. The smell of mud and manure made her sick. She gagged. Finally she got up with the thick mud weighing her down.

She started for the horse stables. Emily entered where the stable boys slept. There were three of them laying in there beds on the floor. The oldest looked about ten and five, he was the closest to her size.

Emily began poking his shoulder, he didn't wake up. She began patting, he still wouldn't wake up. Then growing impatient, she elbowed him in the center of his spine. She knew this was a pressure point after all the combat training.

The stable boy shot out of bed, and before he could yell, she covered his mouth with her hand.

"Shhhhhh," she whispered. He seemed to calm down so she let him go.

"I need you to do something for me," she said to the stable boy still laying on his stomach and looking at her in shock.

"If you expect me to help you for free, after you did that to me get lost," he snapped and began putting his head down.

"I will pay you two silvers for your clothes," she said to him while his head was still stuffed in his pillow. He then raised his head and looked at her. He paused.

"Deal," he said holding out his hand and getting up. She payed him the silvers. He stood up and began underdressing.

"Whoa!" She exclaimed covering her eyes.

"What?" He asked confused, as he stopped taking off his shirt. Emily gave him an are you serious look.

"You're a guy, it's nothing you haven't seen before," he explained. She had completely forgotten he still thought she was a boy.

Emily cleared her throat, and deepened her voice slightly. "Sorry just wasn't expecting it," she said. He looked at her like she was some type of imbecile, which she was for almost blowing her cover.

He finished undressing and handed her the clothes only standing in his underwear.

"Pleasure doing business with you," he said sarcastically. She could tell all he wanted was for her to leave.

Emily walked out of the room and into the courtyard. She went around behind the stables to change into the clothes. The clothes smelled like body odor and mud.

Once she finished changing, she walked around the corner of the stables when suddenly guards came running out of Fort Castor. She backed behind the stables leaning over the corner hearing their conversation.

"Lady Castor tied two of our guards up, King Robb ordered us to search around for her," one of the the guards said to five others. "Split up," he commanded and all the guards ran into different directions.

Emily needed to get out of here, fast.