It was a mark of how long she'd been here, probably, that when nobody challenged her at the drinks table. She was almost a little disappointed; she'd wanted to point out that there weren't any rules about these things, and that by her world's standards it was fine ( Read more... )

Fear cuts deeper than swords.

Arya was running. Not because there was anything chasing her, although she'd had a couple of close calls already today. She wasn't running away, she was running to. It didn't take a genius to work out what was happening ( Read more... )

A lot of people on the island talked about how bored they could get, or how they had to keep finding things to fill their hours with. Arya had said it before, and she still meant it: she didn't understand these people at allShe sometimes had trouble fitting in everything she wanted to do in a day. She had to parcel it out ( Read more... )