Eyes knew the symbol of House Bolton; The sigil in the middle where his cloak clasped. A FLAYED MAN HAS NO SECRETS. She heard it echo in her head from her mother’s lessons on the noble houses of the north. She felt her blood run cold as she looked down, hiding her eyes from his gaze. She didn’t want the unneeded attention from the rider. She pulls the inside of her cloak closer to her, trying to feel safe. ‘ I’m just trying to get back to my home. I didn’t mean to spook your horse. ‘
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