It was later that night that her room door opened to Jaqen H'ghar. "How did you get through Tywin's rooms?"
"The important man is drinking with his council and talking about a beautiful girl." Jaqen supplied
"My sister Sansa?" Arya asked "What did you overhear?"
"Not a sister. The important man is talking about the She-Wolf trapped in this room." Jaqen amused
"I am not beautiful but, I am ready to give you my third name. I will give you Tywin Lannister."
Jaqen's voice was as soft as a butterfly's wings, "This a man can not do."
"What? Why not? Why in Seven Hells not?" Arya snapped
"Because, beautiful girl." Jaqen said amused
"Because you are too weak? Because you are afraid of the Lannisters?"
"No, evil child, a man is not weak. A man is not allowed to kill the man because the man is a powerful ruler. First a man would need to get permission from the House of Black and White."
"What is the House of Black and White?" Arya asked angrily
"It is a House that preforms the service of giving the gift of death to those that suffer. The ruler is powerful and has wealth; a man must seek council on giving such a ruler the gift."
Arya was furious. She had wrestled with wanting to give Twin's name all afternoon. "I should just tell a man his own name, than he could go hang himself."
"No. No. A girl must not do that."
"Why not? I am sure you can hang yourself." Arya smiled an evil smile but her face fell into a tragic mask, "A girl should just ask a bad man to kill her."
"Also a man can not do this. A girl is special to the future.
A man was on another mission but has been given the one to see that the dark she-wolf lives and becomes a woman."
"Who wants that?"
"A spider and a bank want the girl to live and fulfill the prophecy."
"What prophecy?"
"This a man does not know. A man only knows to protect her."
"FINE." Exasperated "I will give you a name but I need a favor first. I need to see my friend; the large boy; who is a blacksmith."
"What does an evil girl need to see him about?" Jaqen was suspicious.
"To explain!" Arya snapped
"Explain? Does a beautiful evil girl have secrets?"
"A girl did but she does not have many anymore. The secret I have is not my own. I could write it in a note for a man to give the boy."
Snort, "A man is not a messenger and secrets are not secrets once written down."
"Then how can I tell Gendry?"
"Tell a young man what, evil girl?"
"A girl won't have a secret anymore if she tells and a friend could be hurt if she tells."
H'ghar bowed to her, "A man understands and appreciates a cunning woman. A man will try and get you there quickly. It must be done quickly as not to be caught by the other guard or the important man."
"Where is the other guard?" Arya asked without bothering to put on shoes.
"He has been paid to play cards tonight. He will return soon."
Arya ran down the stairs to the forge. She pounced on the sleeping Gendry who grabbed her quickly. "Arry? Are you alright?"
"SHHH! I don't have time. Tywin Lannister found out about me." Arya leaned into Gendry and whispered in his ear, "I'll never tell it's you they are looking for. I promise, Gendry. RUN! Run to the Riverlands and my brother Robb. Save yourself and Hot Pie."
"But what about you?" Gendry mumbled
Jaqen leaned into the small room. "A girl must hurry!" He motioned with his hand for her to move it along.
Arya hissed, "A man must keep his trousers on." She turned back to Gendry and Gendry growled, "Did he turn you in to the Lannisters?"
"No, Littlefinger did."
"The whoremaster told?" Gendry yelped
"Yes, yes. It does not matter. What matters is that you need to run away."
"What about you? You need to come too." Gendry said grabbing her hand.
"All I am to my family is a pawn who got sold off in marriage to a rapist and Tywin is using me for peace with the North. They all suck! I can't run away while you are here. RUN! Run to my family or to my brother Jon at the Wall. Run and be safe Gendry!" She kissed his cheek and ran off with the Lorathi followed her quickly up the stairs.
When they got to the top of the stairs, neither Tywin nor the other guard was in sight. Arya turned to Jaqen and said,
"I have your third name but I need you to kill this man up close."
"Why, evil child?" He raised one perfect brow in a way Arya envied.
"Because I need you to tell him that Arya Stark sends her regards before you kill him. I need you to carve the word traitor on him or to cut out his tongue."
"Who is this person that betrayed a beautiful girl?"
"His name is Peter Baelish. They call him Littlefinger. He is Master of Coin and he is powerful too. You might need to ask to kill him too." Arya bit her lip
Jaqen nodded no, "Never fear Beautiful Girl. A dangerous man will do this, but he must do another job first. A beautiful girl will know that this man has been given the gift of death." Jaqen leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "Be good, evil girl. Do nothing that will bring you harm."
"Good bye Jaqen. Have a safe journey." Arya waved good bye and closed her door. She knew there was no going back after this.
