Arya's POV
I throw myself on the bed knowing goddam well I'll have to be some stupid damsel in distress, waiting for someone to save me from Mr crazy out there.
"I NEED TO LEAVE!"
"You can't, the docks are surrounded by Bandits who will open fire at any sly movement," Alice informs me.
I can't risk my life, I have three little angels that need me and a mate who wouldn't be too happy if I allowed myself to get killed.
Jacob would get himself slain just to torture me in my afterlife. Frustrated, I start to scream,
"JACOB! JACOB!" I sound like a mad woman. I start to throw things around the room and no one dares stop me, after I calm down, Lisandra asks.
"Are you ready now?" Her voice is as composed as before. Damn this wench, all I want to do is jump at her and kick he
