Lynesse watched her daughter Tari through the keyhole as she changed the bandages on the Kingslayer's wounds. She had recognized him the moment she had seen him from the crack in the kitchen door. She liked to keep her distance from people. No matter what Lady Lyanna may think, Lynesse was neither stupid or timid, she just preferred to let others believe she was. Lynesse was a beautiful woman and easily recognized. Her blond hair and striking blue eyes were hard to miss. It was better for Tari if her mother remained hidden and harmless.
Lynesse wished she could have convinced her daughter to keep her distance from Jaime Lannister. She didn't begrudge their friendship, she simply didn't want him to recognize her. Tregar Ormollen was not a forgiving man. If word ever slipped out that she had escaped to Braavos, both she and her daughter would be taken back to be his concubine and slave. Jorah had been much kinder to her. He had broken laws and spent everything he earned just to make her happy. She had been a fool to leave him. She knew that now, now that it was too late.
Lady Lyanna was waking from the chair next to the bed where she had slept the night. Lynesse knew that Lyanna was not her mistress' true name. She suspected it was Stark, maybe even Arya Stark, but it was not Lyanna and Lyanna was no wine merchant. She never said as much to Tari. It didn't really matter who their mistress was. All that mattered was staying hidden until they could find a way to cross the narrow sea and go home.
She watched as her mistress anxiously changed the Lannister's bandages Maybe, if he lived, and if he could be trusted, he could help them. There was only one way to be sure of that. If the rumors were true, Jaime preferred blonds anyway. It had been a long time but Lynesse hadn't forgotten how to get a man's attention.