I ran. I ran as far as I could away from Dorne and the Martells. They were going to use me as some pawn in the game of thrones .They probably hadn't expected me to flee though. I had stolen a horse, two months worth of supplies and two swords, 7 daggers and 2 large vials of poison. I didn't know where I was now but I knew it wasn't Dorne. It was much much colder. I wrapped my thin cloak around my shivering form and looked into my supply bad. I only had about three days of food left. I was going to die. My horse was tired and so was I. My mind went out of it, until an arrow went flying past my face. I was flung from the horse, landing on my arm, hearing a crack. I sat up, cradling my arm into me and saw three boys looking at me.

"Who are you?"

I eye their weapons carefully and watch as the one with blue eyes coloured like a storm raises his arrow.

"Who are you, girl"

I stutter out my name, quiet and in pain.

"Alexia Sand"

The boy in the middle nods his head and the boy with storm eyes lowers his bow. The third one looks at me with gladness? I am lifted off the ground and I groan at the small movement of my arm.

"Her arm is broken"

"Your fault there Theon"

Theon. The boy with the storm coloured eyes. I whisper the name as quiet as I can, but I hear his chuckle.

"Don't be saying that girl"

I nod my head best I can and hear the crunching of feet on snow. I hear the shouts guards and people running towards us.

"Who is she?"

"Said her name is Alexia Sand"

"She is from Dorne? That is miles away! It's a good thing we found her"

"She needs to be healed. Her arm is broken"

The man is about to speak but Theon moves.

"Send Maester Luwin to my room"

I hear shouts and the sound of footsteps change. A door is opened and my arm throbs in pain. I hiss at it and hear someone else coming in.

"Theon, you do not bring random women into our home"

"Forgive me Lord Stark, but she looked in pain"

Lord Stark sighs and I know where I am

"I should send a letter to Dorne saying that one of theres is here"

"No! Please no!"

They look over at me in shock.

"I left Dorne for a reason, don't send me back please!"

Lord Stark nods and a Maester comes in.

"Theon, Lord Stark, I need you out of the room"

I hear them leave and the Maester approaches me.

"Now, I'm not going to lie, this will hurt. Would you like milk of the poppy?"

"Yes please"

He hands me a cup filled with the white drink and I pour it down my throat fast. I place the cup down and look at him.

"Do it as quick as you can"

He nods and grabs my arm, around the broken area. Even with the milk of poppy it hurts. He counts from three, but snaps it back at one. I let out a short scream and feel him placing smooth sticks of wood next to my arm. Next, a bandage wraps around them. I don't feel them but I know they are pressing into my skin.

"It's all done now, my lady, you should sleep now"

I nod and close my eyes, pulling the furs up around me with my good arm.