On the second night after Arya had gone, Jaime woke to Tari shaking his arm.

"Ser Jaime, wake up! There are three lights coming up the hill. You must wake up!" The girl sounded terrified.

"It's alright. I'm sure Lyanna just has some visitors coming." Though he didn't know why anyone would visit in the middle of the night. He sat up to dress and meet these guests. "Do you ever sleep, little one?"

"You don't understand Ser. They come by threes, the people who want to kill my lady!"

This had his attention. "She might have mentioned that there were people trying to kill her." He said irritated. His boots were on. Tari followed him to the cabinet in Arya's chambers where she kept the weapons. There was no armor but there were knives, bows, arrows, crossbows, swords, a spear and a Dothraki blade. He chose one of the swords and turned to Tari. "Do you and your mother have a good place to hide?"

The girl nodded, shaken, but doing her best at bravery.

"Go then. Hide. I'll take care of this."

Once Tari was gone, Jaime checked the front windows. Sure enough there were three lights coming up the hill. They still had some distance to travel. It would be a good half an hour before they reached the house. He used the time to close all the interior shutters and bolt down the windows and door. There was little else he could do now, but wait.