"I need your help, Catelyn. If it's true that you're a Márquez, then you can help me."
Catelyn thoughtfully grinned, she liked the desperation in Mason's words. She needed him as well and she thinks that she could strike a deal with him.
"Tell me what kind of help you need." Catelyn snaked her hands around his arm and led him to the other side of the road. She wanted them to talk while taking a morning stroll, like real close friends.
Mason liked that Catelyn was very friendly even after she had already learned about the existence of his problems.
"My parents are marrying me off to a woman, from one of the secret families. Her name is Grace Kennedy. It was a match made in heaven, if you ask my parents but to me it's not! If I have a girlfriend like you, a Márquez, then they wouldn't
