Rhea

Evening was drawing in and Rhea knew she was at fault for the missing Stark.

"If I don't find her alive soon, they'll feed me to one of those damn Wolves of theirs" she thought solemnly searching the forest which laid on the outskirts of the inn at the crossroads the travelling party had been staying at. At night the once beautiful vista now stood black and the sound of swaying trees sounded now ominous where they once fluttered to the sound of singing birds.

But Rhea kept composed and continued "There is nothing to fear here, except fear itself." She thought half chuckling at the notion "I fear what my eyes can see not some imagined terror." She came faced with branches which had extended down, across and opposite each other barring her entry. She reached to her right side and pulled out the dagger from its sheath and began swinging down and walking over the miscellaneous pieces of wood that fell at her feet. She had the Ladies and branches would not be enough to stop her. After minutes of making a path for herself she allowed herself a moment to catch her breath. She examined her dagger and was guilty. "I'll be sure to make you better when we get back. Serve me till then, I ask no more of you." She continued cutting.

She brought the dagger down and it embedded itself it a branch. As she worked on pulling it out she thought back to how she had found herself here, with night closing in, searching for Arya Stark.

Orys had watched as Joffrey lead Sansa away and asked of Rhea to follow them when he saw his Brother gloatingly show the Stark girl the sword, "Lion's Tooth", which he kept on him.

Rhea, who had laughed at when she heard the name and the Prince's supposed believe in his prowess, did not understand Orys's fear. "Their betrothed are they not? I doubt he poses a threat to her."

Orys had not been as assured. "He may mean no threat to her but what of others. I saw him leave with a wine pouch at his side, which he barely managed to hide when I saw it, whisking off Lady Sansa off quickly after I did." He shook his head slowly then fixed his eyes on Rhea "follow after at a distance and make sure nothing happens. I mean it Rhea."

Her eyes meet with he's and she nodded slowly in agreement. She walked to the stables, found a suitable horse, and then set off after the pair. For a time she watched as they explored caves and tracked wildlife, convinced she was right to believe nothing would happen. She stopped for a moment dismounting from her horse and found an embankment. She stood and watched over the river that would lead into the legendary Ruby Ford, where Robert Baratheon slew the Prince Rhaegar Tarygaran, dumbstruck at what Orys had assigned her to do. "He worries for a Brother he has little affection for and a girl he has barely spoken to. What would he do for someone he cared for?" she thought half laughing.

Her respite had distracted her and when she went back to her horse to continue trailing after the young Prince and Lady she was forced to find their trail again "Grunt work" she said angry at herself for getting distracted. Their trail was not hard to find but it proved unimportant. A scream filled the air and a shock went up Rhea's spine. "Gods be good!" she thought spurring her horse as fast as it would go.

The scream had conjured an image in her mind, to which she prayed to whichever God would listen, she did not want to not come to life. When she arrived at where it had come from she was now more confused than before. On the floor lay the Prince Joffrey clutching his now bloodied arm while Sansa Stark was kneeling next to him trying to help him. She got off the horse and rushed over to the pair.

"Lady Sansa, My Prince, what has happened here?"

"Who…Who are you?" The Stark Girl said startled unsure who had asked the question.

Rhea did not allow her pride to get in the way "My name is Rhea my Lady. I serve on behalf of Orys Baratheon"

The name helped to calm the girl "Orys is here?" she asked "We need help, Joffrey he was…. He was attacked and now he's bleeding and I...and I"

"Calm now my Lady" Rhea said "Let me look at the wound"

Rhea knelt by the Prince looking at what seemed to be a bite mark. The Prince by now saw her looking at him, flinching before she could get to close and proceeded to bark at her. "Get away from me Bastard, I will not have you touch me"

"My Prince, she wishes to help. She is sturdier than I, she will be able to be of more use." Sansa then realised what she had said turned red and apologised to Rhea. "I mean no offence I simply meant that-

"None taken" Rhea stopped her "There are worse words than "sturdy". If the Prince's injuries are so severe but does not want my help then I fear you will have to find help back at camp my Lady"

Sansa nodded hurriedly and went to go before Rhea stopped her.

"But first you must tell me what happened. The bite looks to have come from a large animal. If this animal is brave enough to get this close to camp we will need to organize some men to go after it. What did it look like, sound like, smell like even. Anything you can remember will be of great aid my Lady."

Sansa played with her hands nervously "it was…it was" her eyes refused to look at Rhea and when they looked to Joffrey they found no reassurance. She turned and closed her eyes before finding the words to speak "it happened to fast. Mycah and Arya and…"

"Mycah?" she said not recognizing this name "Arya you said?" Rhea thought "why was she here?"

"She was here with the boy…and Nymeria, she..."

Rhea breathed in "Where are they now, I do not see them?"

"Little Bitch ran off" Joffrey said "That stupid mutt with her."

Sansa looked to the ground not offering a reply still playing with her hands. Rhea had scowled slightly at the remark but ignored the Prince lying on the ground.

"I'll find her" Rhea said composed looking Sansa in the eye. "If I have not returned by the time you bring the Prince back to the camp tell them to send aid." She turned and ran for her horse setting off towards the woods.

Rhea had now worked her way through the last of the branches and proceeded onwards. It was quickly getting darker and darker. For a while she had not heard any voices out searching for Arya Stark with her. "Did the Girl forget or was she told not to help me" she grunted in anger "neither is a pleasurable thought." Suddenly the sound of a branch breaking underfoot alerted Rhea. She grasped both of the hilts of her daggers .She placed herself with her back leaning on the closest tree she could find ready to draw the Ladies and pin up who was following her when a voice called out.

"You may come out from behind the tree. I would advise you not to unsheathe your daggers. This need not resort to violence."

"Shit" she thought unsure of what to do next. "So be it" was what all she could say.

Rhea turned from the tree to see a man who had white wolf heads emblazoned on his arms. And a young girl who almost looked like a boy standing at his side.

"Lady Arya" she said with a lightened heart bowing her head "My lady I was looking for you."

"Why" said the man

"I saw you're sister Sansa and the Prince. I was told you had run this way and set off to find you" she raised her head and smirked as she turned to the man. "You need not concern yourself with my character, Jory Cassel, I have no interest in murdering little girls" she turned back to Arya "Just in saving them." She saw the surprise on Jory's face "there is no need for alarm. Damon told me of you but I feel I must ask what you are doing out here?"

The girl bit her lip while Jory Cassel stood looking away from Rhea not willing to answer. Arya then spoke her first words to Rhea since they had meet.

"We weren't doing anything just...just getting away from my Sister and the Prince. Nothing Bad."

"They may not look alike but they lie as badly as the other." Rhea thought. "I see. Whatever the reason I feel it best we return to camp. No doubt others have been sent by now and we don't wish to keep your Father waiting. With your leave Jory." She asked. The three of them left the wood, Rhea rode at the front now back on her horse, with Arya after her proceeding Jory who watched Rhea intently. "He wishes to be able to keep an eye on me. So be it."

Arya now rode next to Rhea looking at the daggers she kept at her side and asked. "Prince Orys lets you keep them on you all the time?"

"I let myself. I would not be able to protect him then"

"Protect him from what. He seems strong." Arya asked looking up at Rhea.

Rhea was interested "what makes you think that?"

"I saw him, back at Winterfell, when he stood up to Prince Joffrey and stopped that burned man from insulting Robb. My brother Jon said Prince Orys was brave to do that" she said.

Jory now paced beside Arya on her other side as they neared the camp "foolhardy perhaps, my Uncle said that it could have ended worse if Sandor Clegane had taken it seriously."

"True" Rhea admitted "I would be wrong if I told you Orys made the smartest choice in confronting The Hound, but admitting the truth is harder than choosing an easy lie. Being honest lets you accept you're place in this world."

Arya looked at Rhea with big eyes as she said this.

As they came through to the centre of the camp they were meet by Lannister guards "We will take the girl from here" the first one said. "Off with you two now" said the second.

"Lord Stark must know of this" said Jory worryingly and rode off without another word to Rhea.

She watched as Arya was lead unwillingly by the guards into the King's chambers. "Into the Lion's Den you go she-wolf."