Arya

Lemon Verbena

✿ Pretty Women
✿ Reign

"Something on your mind?" I looked at Oliver as he watched Aladar play with the dogs and a few other Nobel kids.

"Yes, actually." He didn't look at me.

"What about?" I looked at Aladar.

"The shifter."

"That was a week ago."

"I know but I can't help and think of possible ways that he took you out of the castle."

"Shapeshifters don't only shift to another skin. They take the memories as well. He shifted into you and me. That gave it the advantage to every escape and entrance in the castle. But that's not what's on your mind." I held my own hands. "It's about healing Julian." I looked up at him. "Isn't it?"

"You have the ability to heal, why not heal Miriam when she lost her sight?"

"Because that was when I had just told you about the whole sorceress part of me."

"But she's one of your ladies."

"I healed her but know that healing someone takes a toll on me."

"What about Aladar? You could've healed him. You love him more than anything in the world. You could've prevented the fall. You could've used your magic," he began to talk with anger and hatred. "And escaped without anyone getting hurt. The baby would've been born by now."

"You weren't there."

"No, I wasn't. But you single-handedly took four men in the woods."

I looked at him and he had a serious look on his face.

"Arya, your carriage is ready." Walter stood at a distance.

"Thank you, Walter." I smiled.

"Al!" Oliver called for him and he ran towards us with the dogs.

I whistled and the dogs followed me into the carriage.

Daisy and Miriam got in the carriage with me and Oliver is in another with Aladar and Julian.

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My luck just keeps getting better and better. We're in a chamber for small gathering but it's just Girard and I. We're waiting for Oliver to return.

"You know, this is not home." He drank some beer. "And uh, you are not a little woman." He set his glass on a table and sat on the couch I sat on. I moved a little because I was uncomfortable being alone with him.

"I hear you and Oliver are planning on living separately and rule only by name. Heard you're good in bed. Maybe too good. If I do you, i wouldn't care about the consequences but I have to be honest with you, Arya." He sat closer to me. "I really do care. I do."

I know im covered and clothed but i feel like i have nothing on. I crossed my arms around myself as a comfort for myself. To feel covered.

"And right now, im angry. Really angry, you know?" He exhaled, "right now I am freaking out." He touched my leg and I looked at him. "So maybe if I do you," he grabbed my leg and I pushed his hand away. "Huh? And take you to the bed." He violently grabbed my leg pulling in towards him but I quickly grabbed his arm to get my leg free.

"Hey, get off me." I wanted to get up from the couch but I couldn't. He grabbed my wrist with a tight grip so I fought back until he put his entire body weight on me.

I grabbed his hand, put pressure on the meat of his thumb, bent it back, and hit him in the throat. He backed up and I stayed on the couch still unable to move. I was frozen.