Arya awoke to Tari's squeals of excitement. "He's awake my lady! Ser Jaime is awake!"
It was the first night she had gone back to bed in three days and of course Jaime had to pick that moment when she was soundly sleeping to finally wake up. Arya didn't care about being woken, not really anyway. She pulled on some clothes and rushed into his chambers.
Jaime was sitting in the bed, propped up with the help of several pillows. He looked drowsy and pale but was otherwise normal. Arya didn't take time to think it through. She all but ran to him and threw herself at him to hug him. He let out a groan of pain and then hugged her in return.
"Did you miss me?" He said after a moment.
"Seven hells no!" She replied, still not letting him go. Finally she pulled away. "What happened? Who were those men?"
"I was hoping you could tell me the answer to that…"
"I don't leave loose ends. No one knows who I am to even come after me. They must have come here looking for you." Arya insisted.
Jaime shook his head. "Tari told me that there were men looking for you, men who always come in groups of three."
Tari stood in the corner of the room, watching and listening in confusion. Arya looked to her for an explanation. "I don't understand… twice when mother and I went to market there were three men who followed us everywhere. Mother told me not to be afraid because they weren't looking for us but for lady Lyanna… and once when lady Lyanna was away the men came and mother offered them food except I think she poisoned them because they all slept at the table and mother told me to go to bed and never speak of it…" Tari wiped away her tears worriedly.
Arya's mouth dropped open just a little from shock. "Tari, go fetch your mother. I need to speak with her immediately, please."