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Being one of the daughters of Walder Frey wasn't the best thing in the world. Nothing was to be expected of you and you were just made to bear the sons of anyone that would marry you. I was apparently different from all the daughters Walder Frey had fathered through his long lifetime. My mother was a beautiful woman from the North and had ventured down to the Twins with her father a trader, when my father noticed her over by the trading cart. He seduced her with false dreams and she gave herself to him and then ended up being pregnant with me. He married her and she became one of his many wives.
She was a beauty from the North; red hair and green eyes. She had inherited them from her mother and they had been passed down to me. I was one of the only daughters that Walder fathered that didn't have any resemblance to him what-so-ever. I had good looks and was one of the prettiest Frey girls ever to be born.
Unfortunately for me my beauty was now a curse. I was the daughter of Walder Frey that had to marry Robb Stark. I was the only one deemed beautiful enough or 'pretty' enough to even be considered by Lady Stark. It was because of that, that I was now riding as far away from the Twins as I could possibly get. If I wasn't here when Robb Stark came back if he wasn't killed before this war ended then I wouldn't have to marry him.
It was also a curse for me to always find myself in trouble. It was something that always happened to me ever since I could crawl. It wouldn't be intentional, but I'd still get the blame even if it was one of my many siblings that actually did the 'something' that would cause me to get into trouble I would still be blamed. It was my curse to find trouble no matter where I was and I knew that it would soon catch up with me as I made my way away from the Twins.
It was this curse that caused me to meet trouble when I reached the outskirts of Wendish Town. I know from listening to my father that there were two different armies fighting each other; the Lannister's and the Stark's. The army that I happened to run across was the Lannister's as I had managed to catch a glance of a lion sigil before urging my horse on further away from the army and the Twins. It didn't come to my notice that I had made it passed one army just to fall into the arms of another until I had reached the forest near Raventree Hall.
I had the feeling that someone was following me and was currently facing the direction that I had just come from as Faith; my horse galloped onward away from everything behind us. When I turned back around I was shocked to find a small group of soldiers standing with their swords raised; aimed at me. I pulled Faith to a standstill and glanced at the four soldiers hoping that they weren't Lannister's.
"Who are you and why do you travel so far out?" one of the men asked stepping forward slightly making him stand out from the other three.
"I do not have to answer to you!" I snapped running a hand down Faith's mane to calm her as she sensed the tone of my voice.
"She must be a Lannister spy!" another one shouted gripping his sword tighter as he stepped forward.
"We'll take her back to the camp to interrogate her!" the first one shouted and they all crept forward slowly as if they didn't want to startle Faith. Sensing that danger was coming Faith turned and started to gallop in the direction we had come from. We had only gotten a few feet between us before Faith fell forward and I went flying from her and collapsed on the floor in a heap.
I looked over to Faith as two of the men tied another rope around her mouth to stop her from making a noise as the other two came towards me; rope held in their hands. I tried to scramble to my feet but I was caught by one the second man who spoke. The other soldier was the one that had first spoken and he was holding the rope in his hand getting ready to tie me up.
"I won't speak so you're wasting your time!" I spat at them both before kicking the soldier that was going to tie me up in his 'family jewels'. He dropped to the floor crying out in pain before sucking in a breath and smacking me around the face with such force I could hear the sound echoing around my head.
"Hold her still; and her legs!" he snapped at the soldier holding me. The soldier did as he was ordered while the other one tied the rope around my wrist tightly making the rope burn against my exposed skin. After he had the rope tied to my wrists he dragged me over to Faith and tied me to her before they all marched off with one of them dragging Faith along with them into the growing darkness.
I didn't know how long we had all been walking, but it had gotten darker with every step we took into unknown territory. The soldiers had lit one torch between the four of them and the one that I had assumed was in charge – the one that hit me – led everyone to their camp. I had tripped over countless of times and could feel blood trickling down my thigh from where I had landed on a sharp rock a few minutes ago. I knew that I had scarps and cuts over my legs and arms from the amount of times I had fallen and I could feel the burning on my check from the hit. What an impression I would make on the people yet to meet me like this.
I knew from all the falls I had taken that my dress would be ripped and stained with mud and possible blood as well as leaves.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked as I fell once again and one of the men pulled me to my feet in a quick movement.
"That is not for you to know. Keep hold of her so she doesn't fall again!" he ordered as we continued on into the woods until I could see light shining from the distance and hear the sounds of people talking and the clanging of pots or swords.
We soon made it into the camp and many of the men stared at me, some of them even leered at me eyeing me with lust. We travelled through the camp until we reached a big tent in the centre. The man that had hit me untied my rope from Faith's before dragging me into the tent and pushing me to the floor. I landed with a thump and cried out when my knees banged against the floor.
"What is going on here?" a male's voice demanded after I cried out in pain. I looked up and was met with several eyes on me. It seemed like we had interrupted some meeting of sorts.
"She's a Lannister spy." The man that brought me here informed them pushing my shoulder forwards so I stumbled on my knees.
"Is it true girl?" a sterner male voice asked and I saw his feet step into my vision as I held my eyes to the floor. He had the boots on of a soldier; ready to be in battle at any moment. "I'm talking to you girl!"
"She told us she wouldn't speak; not even if you interrogated her." One of the soldiers that found me said sounding slightly disappointed. The man that asked me if I was a Lannister spy stepped forward so it wasn't only his feet in my view but his legs as well. I looked up and met the eyes of the man questioning me. He looked startled to find that I was girl even though he was told that I was a girl.
"She doesn't look a day older than her sixteenth name day." The older man stated before turning away and giving someone a strange look. "They surely have stooped low to find out information." The men surrounding the table stood in the middle of the tent and started to have a conversation in silent whispers so I wouldn't be able to hear. They were talking for five minutes before they all turned back to me and the older man stepped forward. "Take her to a cell and if there isn't one build one for her." I had just been lifted to my feet and was being directed towards the entrance when a woman I recognized walked in looking around with a confused expression before her eyes landed on me.
"Eibhleann? What is going on Robb?" she asked stepping into the light. I gasped softly as I realized that this woman was Lady Stark. I knew then that I had ended up coming to a place where I really shouldn't be. The man, Robb stepped forward and I caught a glimpse of him before he turned his back to me.
"You know this girl mother?" he asked and I noticed that he was the first man to speak when I entered the tent.
"Yes I do. Robb what is going on?" she repeated crossing her arms against her chest not looking impressed.
"We have been told that she is a Lannister spy. She is to be sent to one of the cells and kept there until she gives us information." He stated sounded almost proud when he offered this information. Lady Stark gave him a look with raised eyebrows before walking over to me. Her hand came up and rested against my cheek where it was burning.
"Are you okay Eibhleann?" she asked as I gave a slight nod of the head to let her know that I was okay. Her eyes skimmed down my body stopping at my bound hands. Her eyes seemed to harden when she noticed the rope tying my hands and turned her head to Robb. "I want her untied and brought to my tent. Now!"
"But mother she is a spy. She belongs in a cell!" he snapped turning to face her, which meant he had to face me. Through the light I could see his auburn hair that curled before it rested under his ears and framed his face. He had high cheek bones and a strong jaw with a beard sprouting. His eyes stood out the most in the dark as the sky blue shone like the sun.
"She isn't a spy Robb. This is Eibhleann Frey; your betrothed." She replied giving him a pointed look before turning back to me. "I want her in my tent Robb and you shall apologize." Robb gave me a look before turning away and walking back over to the table. Lady Stark grabbed hold of my arm and dragged me out of the tent but not before I heard someone speak to Robb.
"I thought all Frey girls where ugly?"
"Shut up Theon." Snapped Robb.
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