[She is the beauty to his beast for all the markings on her own body. His cloak is warm, and though it smells far too much like him for her comfort, the sight of him drives the thought from her head. She should be shocked in horror. But for a moment it reminds her just who he is. And if she is to be tied to him here, for the oath was already said, in any form he is her husband. He is what she has now, though she still fears him most of all (whatever he may think of this place).
She draws closer though. He is not the handsome husband a dark haired girl back in Winterfell dreamed of, the girl who wished for a fine Prince to look on her the way Joffrey looked on Sansa. Instead he is vile and cruel, but he's what little familiarity she has here. And what else does she have? Reek is not here, no king beyond the Wall? All those loyal to the Starks are dead, and if she tried to run he would hunt her down and have his dogs eat her. Or worse.
No, she is better off here for now. So she approaches him with a gentle if not still timid look in her eyes. This is for survival still, and perhaps because if she believes it, if she believes he is Arya's husband then perhaps he will not hit her this night.] Are you well, my Lord? Surely they could do nothing to you.
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She draws closer though. He is not the handsome husband a dark haired girl back in Winterfell dreamed of, the girl who wished for a fine Prince to look on her the way Joffrey looked on Sansa. Instead he is vile and cruel, but he's what little familiarity she has here. And what else does she have? Reek is not here, no king beyond the Wall? All those loyal to the Starks are dead, and if she tried to run he would hunt her down and have his dogs eat her. Or worse.
No, she is better off here for now. So she approaches him with a gentle if not still timid look in her eyes. This is for survival still, and perhaps because if she believes it, if she believes he is Arya's husband then perhaps he will not hit her this night.] Are you well, my Lord? Surely they could do nothing to you.