Arya's home in Bravos was a one story building on a hill overlooking the sea. It was not the largest of the elaborate villas in the area but it was not the smallest either. A large garden surrounded the place and there was a single stone pathway to reach the front door. It was uphill the entire way with a clear view to the front window. Clearly, Arya did not want someone sneaking up on her.
Jaime followed her up the path, watching with curiosity as a maid perhaps ten or eleven years old came out the front door and ran down to meet them.
"My lady! My Lady! You have returned!" She hugged Arya when she reached her.
"It's good to see you too, Tari." Arya said, a little taken aback by this display of affection. "Have I had any messages?"
"Three from the order, m'lady." Tari said. "And five from Captain Kells."
Arya rolled her eyes at this news. "You wrote and told him no again?"
"Yes m'lady, all five times. I was quite rude. It seems nothing is going to diminish his resolve to marry you." The girl said.
At this news, Jaime broke out into laughter.
"It's not funny!" Arya spat the words at him.
"Yes, actually it is." He said, containing his laughter.
"Never mind… Tari run back to the house and set out a cask of wine. Tell your mother to prepare a hot meal. But not fish. Anything but fish."
Tari ran on ahead of them while Arya and Jaime took the path at a slower pace. "Her father is a sailor." She said of Tari. "And her mother isn't very bright. She's a good cook, and housemaid though. I'm able to offer them rooms and a little money while her sailor fellow is at sea… They don't know me as Arya. I'm Lyanna, wine merchant."
They soon reached the house. There was a large patio out front with stone tables and pillars that supported an overhanging roof. Once inside, there was a large open area in the center, a sort of great hall, but somehow more exotic than any hall in Westeros.
"There are four bedchambers." Arya told him. "Two on the right and two on the left. The kitchen and servants rooms are in the back. My room is there." She pointed to the first door on the left. It was the room with a view to the road. "Take any of the others you like."
Tari was emerging from the kitchen with a cask of wine. It was heavy for her but she seemed to be a strong girl and she soon had managed to carry it to the table in the center of the room. "Will you be wanting a bath m'lady?"
"Yes, I think I will. Draw one for our guest too. And see if Captain Kells left any clothes the last time he was here, please." Arya instructed.
Jaime gave her an odd look but said nothing. She didn't care what he thought. Tonight she was going to feast and drink far too much wine. That was all that mattered.