The following day, she was informed that her execution was to be put off for a couple of more days. A gift was also given to her. Along with some fresh hay, a long northern cape was brought to her. She recognized the blue fabric was old, but it was big enough to fit a man. Aurora found herself smiling even just a little of the thought of someone caring.
It was two more sunsets and sunrises before he came for the first time alone. It was slightly startling to her. Aurora never thought that Grey Wind would venture far from his master, but the guards seemed to on edge to ask if he was near. It took another two visits for her to work up the nerve to touch him. He had leaned against her jail cell door, the iron bars open and free for her to touch. His eyes finding hers, a soft whine coming from the large beast. With a shaking hand, she felt the rough coarseness of his fur. His gentle breathing, echoing through. She felt tears come to her eyes, the feeling of comfort and loving, was something she never knew she would find here. Grey Wind stayed with her for a while, before going off. Any Guard who tried to yell at her for touching him, was growled at. One was nearly bit. They quickly learned to let the beast alone.
It wasn't until a moon's turn had passed did Grey Wind came with someone. He took his usual spot, relaxing in front of the bars. Aurora didn't notice the women, until she already had her hand in Grey Wind's fur.
"He normally hates people touching him." Aurora paused in her motions, her eyes glancing up to meet the tully blue of Sansa Stark. The women her sister had tried to kill. For reasons, only Margaery could tell. Olenna probably didn't know about the plan until it was too late to stop it.
"You brought a friend." Aurora whispered to the direwolf. He let out a sigh, putting his head on his crossed paws.
"The Cloak you are wearing, where did you get it?" Aurora held the blue fabric in her other hand. Tightening it around her, as to not show the appearance of her tattered dress anymore.
"It was brought to me, shortly after your brother came. The dress I arrived in, isn't exactly presentable anymore. I'm assuming someone took pity on me." Aurora looked down at the direwolf. She suddenly felt like she had no business touching him anymore. The Stark girl's eyes bore into her. Grey Wind, lifted his head, staring at her. Standing, Aurora held the cloak around her tighter, afraid to let herself be shown.
"Robb told the council you did not try to kill me. That it was all Margaery."
"Am I to die soon?"
"Is that statement true?" Sansa stood there, her hands balled into fists. Aurora looked at her. She wasn't much older than she was, only by a year or so.
"That statement will always be true. I have no quarrels with you. What would I gain from having you murdered?" Aurora gave a slight smile, shaking her head. Tears coming to her eyes. "Nothing. The man who tried to murder you was like a father to me, the others were like brothers. I have loss the only family I have known. I didn't gain anything from this."
"Why confess then? Why not let your sister be executed by the Queen?"
"What was I to do?" Aurora took a few steps closer to the bars. Her hands wrapping around the cold metal. "Die by the hands of my own family? Or give justice to the Dornish people who lost a prince? By taking the place of Margaery, it gave Dorne an opportunity to seek justice for themselves. You were not harmed, physically, but he was killed."
"For trying to kill me."
"I'm not saying his death wasn't justified My Lady. I am saying, the ones who needed justice was Dorne.. You got your justice the moment his head was cut off. Dorne needs there's." Both women stood in silence for a few heartbeats.
"Am I to die soon? Will it be by fire or by sword?"
"You will be sent for by the council in two days time. You shall hear what is to become of you." Sansa left, with a turn. Grey Wind gave Aurora a look before following Lady Sansa.