ARYA'S POV

"Dear sister…

I really hope you are doing well, we all miss you so much. It's been five years since the last time we saw you. Much has changed. I'm writing to you because I need you to be my maid of honor. Yes, I am finally getting married for love and not for political reasons. You are my sister and no one else can be my maid of honor, so I'm begging you to be at Winterfell by the next full moon. I really hope we'll see each other soon.

All my love,

Your sister, Sansa."

So Sansa was finally getting married and she didn't even bother on telling Arya who her betrothed was. She knew she couldn't say no… but she didn't want to say yes either. Everything was so complicated now. She doubted that her sister would ever understand her motives for staying away for so long. But she also knew that she was being unfair to her family and to him.

She knew that he deserved better than her and she also knew that breaking his heart and getting away from him was the hardest thing that she had ever done. The Night King seemed small compared to the amount of guilt she felt. She knew she had been a coward for the last five years. She knew she had to go to Winterfell and she knew she had to tell him the truth… no matter if he would hate her forever. It was just the right thing to do.

In that moment a small girl entered her room, jumped into her bed and with her big ocean blue eyes said:

Anna: What are you reading?

Arya: A special letter from your auntie Sansa

Anna: (She stood up and smiled excitedly) My Auntie Sansa!? What did she say?

Arya: (Laughing at her reaction) Well it looks like that she is getting married to a Lord and she needs me there to be her maid of honor

Anna: (Even more excited than before) So… so… so… I'm I going to meet my Auntie? Please mommy pleaaaase I want to meet her and uncle Bran and uncle Jon and Sir Brianne and Mister Davos and Tormund and Nymeria and Ghost and…

Arya: Hey hey hey Slow down little wolf… of course you will meet your auntie Sansa. It's her wedding after all. As for the rest of them, well I really don't know if they are going to be there. But you will meet your Auntie Sansa and your uncle Bran for sure.

Anna: Aaaah! I'm so excited mom! I will prepare a song for my untie and her new lord. Is that ok?

Arya: (Smiling) You really are the sweetest girl in the world. Of course you can Anna!

Anna: Oh! I could also show them what I can do with my knives!

Arya: mmm I think we should keep that a secret for a while

Anna: Aaaw, ok mommy. When are we living then?

Arya: Tomorrow morning sweet girl. When we get there… don't tell anybody your full name ok? Or your last name. That's a secret between us. Do you understand?

Anna: Yes mommy.

Arya: Now go and pick your favorite knives so I can pack them and also grab only one book for the rode.

Anna: But what if I finish it before we get back?

Arya: Then you will pick whichever book you want in Winterfell, we have a lot of them.

Anna: Yay! And is there a smith that could make me a "Little Needle" there?

Arya: (Feeling her heart stopping for a second) I hope so…

Anna: Ok mom, I will pick out the knives then… mom?

Arya: Yes Anna?

Anna: (Hesitating)… mmm Is … is my father going to be there?

Arya: (Looking at her bright blue eyes and slowly smiling at her daughter) I hope so…

Anna smiled and nodded and left the room. Arya decided to start packing. She didn't know if she was going to back to Dorne after going to Winterfell. So she packed her faces, her clothes and her weapons. She wasn't ready for this trip.