An introduction to my stories will be a short love story meant for teens 15 years and older. This story is about Aria and a new character addition Joseph, ten years in to the future. Aria an aspiring lady, beautiful by daylight, and blood shedding assassin notoriously known as the "Grim Reaper" by the hollows of night. At this point, Westeros has fallen after King Joeffry's assassination, by the beautiful maiden Sensa (who was then executed for commiting treason). At this point, Lord Hagsborough (also a new character) is Aria's new guardian, having met her a few years back, when the child lay in a ditch after a failed 'task'. He later turns out to the be Chief of thieves, In the city of thieves, and brings light to Arias situation by claiming that she is one of her long lost bastard daughters (having been notorious for being a 'loose man'. Lord Hagsborough then takes her in and raises her in society long enough for people to not question who she is.
A bright and sunny day. The tip of Aria's knife dangling in the arrays of the sun, reflecting light that hit around the corners of the room. The 'needle', her first ever sword, had outgrown Aria and become nothing but a elongated knife. All day she had been waiting for Heron to come home. "How long does it take the old bag to rob a ship?" she muttered. Aria stood in front of her window leaning forward on the stone rail as she viewed the courtyard doors . If her father would come, he would go through those doors, if he fits.
It had been approximately 5 hours since she has started waiting. Having given up, she turned away from her window and walked into her room. There was still a huge amount of paperwork to do, she thought. Waiting for the old fool would only waste my time. The moment she sat on her chair, she heard the doors open.
Aria half smiled. The fat lump was here! She laughed with ecstatic joy and immediately headed downstairs.
The House was built so that the hallways would embody a maze. If anyone, specifically an intruder or a thief, were not knowledgeable of the paths of the house, they would only get lost in a matter of seconds. Herons family had come from a long line of amorous and thieving ancestors, countless attempts were made to assassinate them and so, centuries earlier, her step-fathers ancestor has decided to build a house so intriguingly confusing, that no one would ever be able to find the way to those that lived there. Down she went, and through the halls of endless possible routes. Finally she ran through the main hall through the doors and into the courtyard. She screamed as soon as she saw her step-father walk through the gateway. "OLD MAN. WHY ARE YOU LATE? HAVE TROUBLE FITING THROUGH THE DOORS OF YOUR NEW SHIP?"
Heron Hagsborogh looked up. Ah, the twert. Needed a good nudging she did. He smiled the best pirate smile he could and opened his arms to his daughter. Before she could hug him, Aria realized that she would have to go through the mass amounts of servants gathering in the courtyard. It was accustomed that all servants and people of the house were to meet their Lord as soon as he came for formal greeting. However, most of them came for the alcohol or gifts that were either stolen or picked up from the streets.
He let go of Aria and planted kisses on both of her cheeks. Coming away from her, he kept one arm around her while with the other he motioned the new attention to his class to come hither."Joseph come here" Aria came away from his grasp, intently looking at the new addition. Who was he?, she thought.
She straightened her hand out to him as he approached. He met it with equal meaning and shook her hand. "Joseph Dakaroc" he said courtly. "Leana Hagborough" she said as she nodded her head.