12 HOURS LATER
Tied to the chair, sitting and venting his thoughts inside his mind, Lucas was finally able to commemorate the fact how he ended up tied to a chair in his enemy’s den.
His distress towards Arya, the fact that he cared more about her than himself to get out of the place, despite of the fact that she chose to stay behind and asked him to leave.
He would’ve never done this for anyone, not even for his own brother and trusted him enough to meet him at ‘base two’ and simply leave.
But not with Arya.
He couldn’t even imagine leaving her behind.
The unconditional bond; the unsaid feelings that the two stick together for each other. Even when he knew that his life was in danger, he didn’t hesitate taking care of Arya’s, despite of knowing that she was epically able to take
