I am currently very sick with the flu (after getting the damn flu shot complete waste of time) but i decided to drag myself out of bed so I could get this chapter asap don't ever say I never do anything for you guys ;)

New Orders

Illyria of Bravos

Illyria sighs as she finishes reading the letter in her hand the seal was blank and the letter only had five words "you know what to do" And she did know she just didn't want to but it's what they payed her for and she always kept her part of the bargain. She left her room and marched down the hall towards the war room; she knew Jon was there he was always there he ate there; he slept there and received visitors there. As Illyria got closer she heard the sound of yelling coming from the war room she put her ear to the door and listened.

"He's my fucking brother!" the voice of Yarra Greyjoy shouted angrily "and you won't do anything?

"We don't have the men to help him" Jon says his voice calmer then Yarra's but still loud "you should have stopped him when said he was leaving"

"I thought he was just blowing off steam" Yarra says "I didn't think that..."

Jon sighs "I'm sorry but right now there is nothing I can do right now" Jon says sadly "maybe after the war is done I can-"

"AFTER THE WAR!" Yarra screams "THAT COULD TAKE YEARS THEON WILL BE DEAD BY THEN IF YOU WON'T HELP HIM I WILL!"

Illyria backs away as she hears loud footsteps marching towards her; the door slams open and Illyria comes face to face with Yarra who stares at her for a moment "whatever you came to do don't bother" Yarra hisses "he won't listen" with that she pushes past Illyria and continues marching down the hall.

Illyria enters the room and bows "Your grace" she greets.

"Illyria" Jon says with smile "what is it?

"I come to ask your grace's permission to take Arya outside the walls of Winterfell"

Jon frowns "how far?

"Only a few miles your grace" Illyria says "there is a river nearby similar to we're I learned to water dance I think it would be good for her"

Jon looks hesitant but nods "I'll arrange an escort to keep you both safe"

Illyria smiles "thank you Jon".

A day later...

Illyria frowns as she rides with Arya and the four man escort Jon had enraged "your quite today" Arya says looking up at Illyria with a frown.

Illyria smirks at the thirteen year old girl "you are far more observant then when I first met you child"

Arya smiles "that was two years ago"

Illyria changes the subject "four months before I met you killed a man defending the king is that right?"

Arya frowns and looks away "you don't have to tell me if don't want to" Illyria says gently

"I did" Arya says still looking away.

"How did it feel?" Illyria asks

Arya doesn't answer at first but after a few moments of silence Illyria hears Arya mutter something "I didn't hear you" Illyria says

"Good" Arya says turning to face Illyria "It felt good at first it horrified me... but then I started to think about what would of happened to Jon if I hadn't and it felt good knowing I saved him"

"Would you do it again?" Illyria asks.

A serious look appears on Arya face one that scares Illyria which something few things can do "yes" Arya says.

"We're here" Illyria says morbidly

Arya looks confused as she and Illyria dismount "this isn't were you said we we're going" she says.

Illyria ignores her as she walks towards the five Northmen who are also dismounting "milady the river is a little further" one of them says.

"I know" Illyria says sadly "but I can't let you come with us".

The Northman only has time to give her a look of confusion before Illyria draws her rapier and jams it through his throat; the look of confusion turns into shock as blood spurts man collapses the next two don't even have time to draw their swords before Illyria slices their hamstrings with a single swing of her sword; she stabs one of them in the side of the neck; before she can do the other one the final man swings his sword at her; Illyria easily spins dodges the blow and drives her sword into her stomach ; the man looks at her with pure hatred in his eyes as she pulls the sword from his belly.

Illyria turns to the injured man who is facing away from her and holding his leg "fuck you traitor" he says before Illyria drives her rapier into the back of his head; he falls to the ground shaking and having a spasm.

Illyria turns to Arya who is staring her wide eyed in shock "you killed them" she says quietly.

"Arya" Illyria says stepping forward.

"YOU KILLED THEM!" Arya screams drawing needle; Illyria acts quickly only meaning to cut Arya but her survival instincts kick in and she ends up driving her blade through Arya's entire hand.

The young girl screams agony as she drops to the ground; Illyria the knocks Arya over the head knock her out "SHIT!" Illyria yells in frustration she the bandages Arya's hand and picking her up.

Illyria carry's Arya for half an hour before finally coming to the meeting place; almost instantly 12 men appear; they are wearing Northern coats but their skin is Dornish "what happened to her?" one of them asks.

Illyria frowns "she would not come willingly" Illyria says.

The Dornishmen smirks "Prince Oberyn and King Daemon thank you for your services" he says "here is your pay" the man the man then passes her four pouches of gold.

"What's going to happen to her?" Illyria asks as they mount their horses with Arya

The dornishmen smirks "you can give that message to the bastard king"

Illyria tilts her head in confusion as one of them reveal a crossbow and fires a bolt into Illyria's leg Illyria falls into the snow and screams in pain as the Dornishmen ride off; as Illyria grasps the bolt in her leg she notices a note tied to it.

Jon is not going to be happy my friends...