Sorry it's been a very long time since the last update… A lot has happened. But here is another chapter! Enjoy! Spoiler alert!

~~The Black Cells~~

Mira stared up at the ceiling of her Cell. She had spent the night in this dark and dirty place. 'Is this the same cell Lord Tyrion was in?..' She thought to herself as she looked around. 'Probable not…' She sat up, she felt stiff, her body hurt.

"At least I didn't sleep on the floor…" She tried to stay positive, though she didn't know why. She got off the cot and walked to the window. She couldn't see much of anything but the sun felt good on her face. The wind decided to tease her then by blowing softly into her cell. Mira felt tears, she wiped them away but regretted that choice when she saw on her hand black soot. 'Great just one more thing…' She thought. Mira wiped her hand on her dress then wiped her face as best she could.

"This isn't the time to feel sorry or regret…" She reached up and jiggled the bars of the window to see if maybe it was loose. No luck. 'I am still needed…' she thought of Asher, now Lord. She didn't have time to cry for Rodrik, no matter how much she wanted too. Asher needed her now.

'I love you brother, but we both know you'll stumble much too often without me…' She smiled to herself as she stood in the sun light. 'I'll help you run the house until you marry Asher.' Mira walked away from the window and looked around the cell for something, anything she could use. Mira smiled she grabbed the torch, she was sure she could use it for something.

She made her way to the door. "The bars of the door… I wonder how strong.." She slipped the torch into the frame and pushed the torch she could hear the door's wood cracking, Mira smiled. She pushed harder becoming impatient. The metal and wood slipped from her grasp. A sharp part of the torch cut Mira's left palm. She hissed in pain.

"Hey!" The Guard yelled as he pasted her. "Get away from there!" Mira, startled, backed away putting presser on her hand to stop the bleeding. The guard's mean and ugly face looked into her cell glaring at her. Mira didn't have a thing to say.

"Jailer!" She heard the voice of another woman close by. "Jailer come over here..." The voice sounded like when Lady Margaery would flirt with Jefforey. The man's face grew to disgusts and he turned away from Mira.

"Oh don't you start again!" He yelled. Mira walked up to the bars of her cell to watch. The woman, a street urchin, reached out to the guard.

"Why, don't you come here for a moment…" She was clearly trying to seduce him Mira was sure. The man turned to walk away. "We can have a little chat about it…" The guard turned even angrier.

"Gods woman, I said shut it! Or I WILL come in there, and you won't like what happens!" He turned back and started up the stairs. The woman banged and shook the door.

"What do you want, then?!" She yelled at his fleeing form, "Tell me! Please!" Mira and the woman watched as he didn't slow, "I'll do anything! Just tell me!"Mira could no longer see the man but the woman still yelled. "Agh!" She kicked the door as hard as she could. "Bastard!"

Mira looked down to her hand, forgetting about it for a moment. When she looked up she saw the woman staring at her. "…" Mira couldn't find her words.

"Before the days over, they'll take us." The woman's deep brown eyes seemed to stare Mira down. "Straight to the block…" Mira looked down, still with nothing to say. "So don't give me that look." She spat in Mira's direction. Mira shocked looked over to the woman. "You can leave the judgment to the father, or whatever gods you believe in…" Tears at the end of her eyes, the woman looked down and cried.

Mira's heart sung, telling her to make this woman feel better, if only a little bit. "I don't judge you..." The lady looked up. "We've all done things were not proud of..." Mira looked down to her hand and thought of everything she has done.

"I have a son…" Mira looked up slowly. "A little baby boy…" She smiled sadly to herself, she closed her eyes, "I think of the smell of his skin, his tufts of brown hair…" She looked to Mira with determination. "There is nothing I wouldn't do… NOTHING… just to hold him again." The woman's voice cracked as tears fell from her again. Mira was even getting teary eyed.

"That's what getting out of here means to me…" She looked down again. Mira remained quit the whole time, thinking of what to say, she knew there was no way this poor woman was going home to her family. "What would you do in my place?" She asked her.

"…" Mira was thinking, she truly had no idea what she would do, but she needed to say something. Mira opened her mouth to speak, but footsteps could be heard, more than one at that. It was a couple of guards and Morgryn. An intense hatred filled Mira's small body. 'I'm going to kill him!' She thought.

"My Lord! Please take me out of here!" the woman begged as she tried to grab at anyone outside her cell. Morgryn ignored her and turned to Mira's cell.

"Mira, my dear! Making friends already, I see." He leered at her. The door to her cell opened and HE stepped in. Mira backed away. She looked down to the torch by his feet. 'Seven hells!' She thought wishing she had picked it back up.

"Be quick. We'll be coming back for her next." The guard from earlier said. Morgryn slipped a heavy looking coin purse into the man's hand.

"For your trouble…" Never once did he or Mira break eye contact. The door shut and locked behind him. They stared each other down as they opened another door. Mira heard struggling.

"No! No Please!" Mira finally broke eye contact and looked behind Rickard. Mira could hear the Jailer dragging and taunting the poor woman. "Wait! Please! Noo!" the guards laughed as they stared up the stairs. Mira ran to the bars along the wall and watched, there was nothing she can or could do.

"Get off me!" Tears prickled her eyes as she watch them disappeared. She wished to all the gods she could do anything to help that poor woman. 'At least let her hold him…' She backed away but bumped into Rickard. She hadn't realized he had come up behind her.

"They'll be here for you soon…" he frowned, he stood with his arms behind him like a soldier. Mira shook with rage, "You don't have much time.-" Mira was done, she punched him as hard as she could in his face. He had to stop himself before he fell. Rickard glared down at her and rubbed his jaw. Mira tried again with her cut hand but Morgryn caught that one and swung her around and backed her into a wall.

"Ugh!" She hurt. Mira looked up to him. Morgryn didn't take any more chances and restrained her other arm.

"Enough!" He yelled holding her arms in front of her chest. She could feel fingered rubbed her chest. She glared up at him and he leered down. "I've come to talk…." The injuring on her hand started to bleed down onto his. Morgryn looked down and watched her bleed for a moment. He let her go and backed off. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and held it out to her.

Mira looked from her hurt and bleeding flesh to his handkerchief. She applied pressure to her hand but refused his help. She smirked to herself when he put it back into his pocket. He sighed, "I've come to make you an offer..." She moved away from the wall and him toward the window.

"…" She said nothing, unsure if she would speak wisely in her angry stat of mind. 'Always best to play it safe when one is cornered…' her father would say. 'I'll just listen…' She felt him fallow her, keeping a good 2 or 3 feet from her.

"I was thinking about what you said…" Mira turned to watch him from the corner of her eye. He smiled, she looked away. "And I've come to the conclusion you're right." At this Mira turned fulling to watch Morgryn. He produced the handkerchief again but Mira only pause momentarily before taking it. She wrapped it around her hand then as he continued.

"Ludd will likely betray him the first chance he get and will likely ruin every forest under his control…" Mira couldn't understand, what he was getting at. She was on death row and he wanted to play word games. Mira was not amused…

"Only Forrester's know how to really work Ironwood…" He took a step closer, and Mira stiffened. He smiled and continued, "That's useful.." He said softly and he reached out his hand to touch her. Before he could Mira moved around him and put what distance she could between them. "And your relationships with the Royal's, Cersei and Margaery is valuable…."

He was hot on her heels. At that point he had her backed up to the wall again. "Well, it would be a shame to waste such influence…" He once again went to touch her face. Mira had little choice but to allow him to. Didn't mean she didn't want to bite each of his fingers off though. "And then I realized there's something much more valuable than all that, little Mira." Mira's heart skipped, could his get her out of here, she was thinking. "Your name…"

He rubbed the tip of his fingers down her cheek and onto her lips. He lingered there some then traveled down to her neck. He cupped the back of her neck and pulled her close. They were millimeters apart. Mira could see just how green his eyes were and the little speckles of yellow and brown could not hide. They reminded her of the Ironwood trees. Her heart was racing, she didn't know what to do. No amount of playing it safe was going to help her now.

"I want you as my wife…"

Sorry about how long it's been. I've been really stressed and upset. I'm unfortunately losing my job. I got that new after the fourth chapter was put out. I'm helping with their move this month and then I have to go… It really sucks… I haven't been in the mood to do much writing because of it. BUT after reading some new reviews, seeing how many people keep reading my story and some PM's people have sent I pulled together to write this for now. It's not perfect but I like it. Tell me what you think, I'm always open to new ideas. I thank everyone, truly, your encouragement help me greatly.