The Last Reyne

Waylona

A kick to the gut was what woke her from her slumber. 

"Wake up wench." 

Waylona snarled at her captor who gave her a disgusting  grin. One punch to his face and she was fairly certain that his rotting teeth would fall out. But she can't do that right now, she was bound to a make-shift wooden pillar, on her knees. She was surprised they hadn't tried to molest her considering the filthy looks this man's band was giving her.

Grave was what he called himself. Stupidly boasting that he was the top mercenary hired by the noble houses of the Vale. 

He squatted in front of her, his stench was almost enough to make her gag. Top mercenary indeed, he barely looks like he could afford his next meal. 

"What's wrong lassie? Lost your tongue? Or do I have to loosen it for you?" 

"What could you possibly want from me? I own nothing."  She snapped. She had to find a way out of this, with every minute she delays, the further away Lord Tyrence would be. From the corner of her eye, she noticed that the two men who were with him had switched shifts. One of them shouting he was going to take a piss and the other grunting in response, stoking the measly fire that barely kept this miserable camp warm.

"Oh so you can talk after all." Grave's hand shot out to grip her hair. "And when I talk to you girl, you look at me with respect and fear, you got that?" 

Waylona gritted her teeth. Although Grave had mentioned he had a band of men, she was fairly certain there were only 3 of them in the area right now. The two of them seemed to be fairly lax in their duties, it should be easy to escape from them. If only she could deal with Grave.

"I said, you got that?"

"Y-yes."

"Good, good. That's more like it. Now tell me girl, why do the lords of the Vale want you dead hm? Could you be a whore hoping to be the next mistress to Lord Arryn?"

"If they asked you to murder me then why haven't you killed me?"

He grinned. "Well, if the lords were that desperate, imagine the sum of money I can get from Lord Arryn. A hundred dragons? A thousand stags?"

"I know nothing of what you accuse me of, I have only been summoned once and never more. We share nothing and he cares not of me."

"And yet you speak like a bloody noble. You'll be fetching me a high price."

"You think they wouldn't ask for proof that I'm dead?"

Waylona kept his eyes on him. Her wrists were chaffed from her efforts to loosen the rope. This may be her only chance. If he only he would lean close enough for her to grab the dagger. 

"There's always a dying mountain bitch around here." With that she managed to free her arm and punch Grave in the nose.

"YOU BITCH!" 

Waylona's heart was pounding like never before. She snatched the dagger from him and cut herself free just when the closest mercenary grabbed her by the hair. She screamed and stabbed him in the neck. His gurgling curses were enough to let her know that he was dying.

Perhaps that was her fatal mistake. She should have ran. She couldn't fight Grave head on.

"Oh you are going to die for this girl. That pretty little head of yours will go straight to Lord Arryn and we'll fuck your little corpse before we leave for those wild men and vultures to feed on." 

I'm going to die. My lady forgive me. My lord forgive me. Gods above, gods above, save me.

But the blow never came. 

Grave dropped dead before her, an arrow wedged perfectly on the center of his head. 

Waylona felt queasy and her hands wouldn't stop shaking. Run, run. She had to run. 

"Calm down, you're safe."

Waylona recoiled from the hand that touched her shoulder. Her eyes scanned him. "T-thank you."

The man was wearing the colors of House Stark, a scout? But why would a Northern scout come as far as the Mountains of the Moon? Or is this one of those wild men pretending to be a Northerner? 

She retched. 

"Well then, I'm afraid I can't escort you to the nearest town girl."

"Do you serve Lord Stark?" 

He tensed. "What of it?"

"Would you take me to him? I have news to tell him," she paused. "From Lord Arryn."

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HOLY! I managed to update after a million years. So sorry T^T