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Zarrasa stood with hands clasped in front of her as she waited. She watched as others passed by but didn’t say anything to those her passed her. She barely even acknowledged them as she waited. It would not not be long before the one she was seeking would near her and the red priestess was nothing if not patient. 

Finally seeing the face of the man she wanted to speak to, she stepped away from the building she found herself waiting at and headed towards Theon Greyjoy. She was zeroed in on the Lord who was not only the brother of the man who held control fo the Iron Fleet but was once the ward of Eddard Stark. At least that was what she believed but nevertheless he had connections and someone she wanted to spend her time with. “Lord Greyjoy,” Zarrasa stated once she was before the man she had been waiting for. “It is an honor to finally meet you.”