Game of Thrones (Male reader x Arya) [CANCELLED]

chapter twelve

(Y/N) POV

I sit next to the hound eating the pork belonging to the man we stole this from whilst Arya paces back and forward looking at the Twins "don't worry they're still there" he says Arya turns back and looks at the hound with anger "I know they're still there" she replies "you check every five minutes, afraid that they're going to move" he says "he's got a point Arya" I say "shut up" she says to me before turning to the hound "I’m not afraid" she says "of course you are. You’re almost there and you’re afraid you won’t make it. The closer you get, the worse the fear gets. No point in trying to hide behind that face. I know fear when I see it. Seen it a lot" he says whilst I watch the two exchange glares at each other "I knew fear when I seen it in you. You're afraid of fire" she says, the hound pauses and he stops chewing on the pork "when Beric's sword went up in flames, you looked like a scared little girl" she says as I allow a slight chuckle to escape my lips.  Arya takes a step closer to him "And I know why, too. I heard what your brother did to you. Pressed your face to the fire like you’re a nice juicy mutton chop" she says as I look to see the hound gritting his teeth "that give you some ideas?" he asks Arya just turns her back then answers with "might do", "Go ahead then. You might get away. Might even make it there on your own. They’re just over the river. The closest you’ve been to family since Ilyn Payne snipped your daddy’s neck" the hound says as I cringe "don't mention the father, never mention the father" I say under my breath as Arya again turns around and stares at the hound with burning rage "some day I'm going to put a sword through your eye and out the back of your skull" she says without blinking and a quite battle of wits engages as they stare at each other.  I then decide to break the tension by saying "it's getting late" even though it isn't "we should get going" I say.

It is now night and we have finally arrived at the Twins in our cart we watch as thousands of soldiers get drunk and begin singing and as we get closer I can hear the sound of drums echoing into the night Arya and I look around at the sight and I smile seeing a look of relief in Arya's face "so where will your brother be?" I ask her "he will be in the hall with my mother and the other lords" she says "what are you going to say to him when you see him?" I ask "I...I don't know" she says as the cart comes to a halt and the sound of drums have stopped and instead replaced by the sound of violins playing a very scary tune "we have food and wine for the feast" the hound says "the feast is over" an old man with a torch says as I spot a few men running in with crossbows in hand "doesn't sound like it's over" the hound says as Arya and I climb off the cart and proceed to sneak past the gate.  After carefully making our way through we get into the centre of the court where I can see what looks like kennels and a couple of men sitting by a makeshift table "what are we waiting for?" She asks "I don't know I just have a bad feeling" I say and just as the words leave my mouth the men sitting are ambushed, their throats slashed and repeatedly stabbed in the chest before running off, and now the sounds filling our ears are the songs of pain and fear.  I then watch Arya try to move forward but then the next thing I know....I'm asleep.

I wake up to the sounds of further crying and the smell of ash fills my nose and the horse that is carrying me halts "KING IN THE NORTH!, KING IN THE NORTH!, HERE COMES THE KING IN THE NORTH!" I hear being chanted and as I look to the origin of the chanting I see something that makes me feel sick.

(Why did I show the image instead of describing it?  Because I'm evil as fuck)