Theon Greyjoy; not someone I practically like. Why? For the last three weeks that I have resided in this camp he has been giving me a look that I detest greatly. He gives me these looks whenever he sees me even when I am with Robb; my betrothed.

The thing with Theon is that behind his kind attitude towards me, behind the act I can see that he is a woman eater. He has slept with a large number of women and left them behind after. He doesn't care about them unless he needs to satisfy his needs.

I knew that one of these days he would corner me and try to receive something from me. I didn't think it would be so near, but I should have suspected it from the looks.

It was the twenty-fourth day within the camp that Theon's looks towards me brought on his true feelings.

I was washing in a close stream, away from the men and some privacy from Lady Stark and her maids. I wanted time alone, time to think. I wanted to remember what it was like to bathe in a stream like I had done many times at The Twins to get away from my many brothers and sisters. Greywind wasn't with me. He spent half his time with Robb and the other half with me.

I had climbed out of the stream and had just covered myself with my slip when I noticed someone walk out from behind a tree. My eyes snapped towards the figure and I caught the steamy gaze of Theon.

"Theon what brings you out here?" I asked knowing deep down what he was here for. Theon stepped forward bringing himself closer to me. I drew my robe across my shoulders forgetting about the red dress I had hanging from a tree branch.

"Why bring yourself so far out Lady Frey?" he grunted, placing his hands on his breeches. He had that look in his eye again yet this time it was stronger than all those other times.

"I wanted some time alone. What brings you here Theon?" I asked him once again, waiting for the truth to spill from his lips. He walked over to me, so close this time that I could feel his breath flutter against my neck. This gave me a sick feeling that spread throughout my body. His hands grabbed onto my shoulders when he was standing behind me and he pulled me against his body.

I could feel exactly what he was feeling right now and I knew it wasn't going to turn out good for me if I didn't do something to stop this. I struggled against him, but because I was so petite against Theon's larger build he managed to push me against a close tree trapping me. My face scraped against the bark, cutting into my skin.

"Theon, please." I begged hearing the pain and fear in my own voice. My eyes started to burn and I could feel the tears falling down my face. I knew this was going to happen, but I was foolish enough to think I could stop him.

"You are such a prick, tease Eibhleann. I see the looks you give me. Always watching, always. You want me don't you? You don't want Robb." He whispered as he ground into me from behind. I felt violated, I felt somewhat impure. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not to me.

"I-I don't kn-know what your ta-talking about." I cried out as he pushed me closer to the tree. Through his attempt to undress me, Theon had ripped my slip so it now hung from one shoulder exposing one side of my chest.

"What is going on here?" someone called out therefore making Theon pull away. I quickly pulled my robe over my shoulder covering my exposed body before I turned as well. There standing by the stream stood two Lannister men. How they had gotten here undetected was unknown, but as soon as they knew we were Starks they would attack.

Theon also seemed to notice they were Lannister men as well and drew his sword before turning back to me.

"Run now!" he shouted before charging towards the men. I listened to him even though no less than twenty seconds ago he had planned on raping me. I didn't want to be in sight of any Lannister men while in this state of dress.

As I was running back in the direction of camp I caught sight of one of the men following me as I turned to check behind me. As I turned back round I had to quickly dodge a tree but fell in the process. Of course as I fell I also caught sight of the camp no less than twenty feet away. Trust me to fall so close to camp.

Before I could make it back to my feet the Lannister man dropped down on top of me trapping me under him. This reminded me of the similar position Theon had me in a couple of minutes ago. The bile was rising up my throat and without any warning I let it all out covering both myself and the Lannister.

"You disgusting, filthy bitch!" he spat, slapping me across the face with a force that had me head slamming into the floor. With each movement my robe uncovered me revealing the damaged slip and exposing my breasts to the man. "Oh look what we have here. A pretty little bitch." His hands fumbled up towards my chest and squeezed my breast with a force that had me screaming out.

I felt one of his hands move down to lift my slip up and I screamed once again. I didn't want to be raped, that was that and if I could stop that then I would. I pushed against him with all my strength and maybe just because I was scared I managed to push him off me.

I quickly scrambled to my feet, leaving my robe as it fell to the floor and scrambled towards the camp. I took five steps before I collided with a hard object. The said object wrapped its arms around me, sending me into overdrive. There must be more Lannister men and I was going to be raped. A scream flew through my lips without my brain's approval.

"Eibhleann, it's okay you're safe now." I heard a familiar voice whisper to me as he wrapped his arms tighter around me. "Capture him and place him in a cell." Was the last thing I heard before I fell into the darkness.