The Roseroad was crowded so Princess Myrcella and Arya walked through the trees about twenty feet from it following the sound of the merchants.

"I think we should bypass Highgarden and stick to the Roseroad. It will be faster." Myrcella suggested.

"No we have to stop at Highgarden." Arya replied. "For food."

"We have enough food." Myrcella replied irritated."

"There's someone I need to speak to at Highgarden."

"Who could you possibly need to speak to at Highgarden?"

There was a momentary silence. Myrcella turned and saw a hideously scarred face with one red eye and one blue. There was a deep gash on her lip and stitches barely holding it together. There was a streak of green in her matted dirty blonde hair. Her voice was similar to the Others from the scary stories Uncle Jaime told her. It sounded like breaking ice.

"Don't ask questions." The scarred woman said coldly. Myrcella blinked again and her friend had returned.

"You alright?" Arya asked.

"Fine. Just fine." Myrcella lied looking down.


Highgarden was in sight. "Here's a gold dragon. We need bread and more water or wine. Whatever. Just refill the supplies. We will meet on the Roseroad to King's Landing by sundown." Arya said handing her a coin. Myrcella looked at the gold coin. Fuck the supplies. Myrcella followed Arya.

The Stark girl ran fast and silent. She was just as noticeable as a subtle wind. In a blink of an eye, in place of the Stark Girl was the frightening old woman.

"Excuse me, Ma'am, you're not supposed to-" A guard began to say as a dart hit him in the ear and he died from a poison that filled his body much too fast. Myrcella had to follow. They were in the castle now. A different woman walked with long beautiful chestnut hair in a beautiful western design. She was in silk robes and walked with a mysterious gait. The woman encountered a knight.

"Where is Garth Tyrell?" the woman asked with a knife to the man's throat.

"In his study!" The man in panick. Still his throat was slashed and then the woman in silks walked off quickly.

Myrcella followed the woman in silk to the edge of the village. About six minutes later, the bells of the city were ringing for Garth Tyrell.

Myrcella was frightened. The Princess reached out to the woman in silk whipping her around. "WHO ARE YOU?" The woman turned, but it was just Arya.

"SHUT UP!" Arya said covering her mouth and dragging the princess into an alleyway. Myrcella realized she was sobbing.

"I followed you. I saw you kill those guards. And going into that study. Who are you? Why are you doing this and how do you change your face?"

"It's as easy as changing my name. Valar Morghulis." Arya hit Myrcella on the head and everything went black.