Valyrian Steel

Lady Frey

Sophia Frey was cold, but happy. She was gathering snowberries by the river while a few of her husband's men stood guard. Honestly she didn't know why they bothered, gods know Walder Frey cared little enough for her. Remembering her disgusting honor less husband caused Sophia to crush one of the snowberries in her hands. She breathed in deeply, the white leather gloves her mother had given her would stain. Sophia scooped up some snow and scrubbed her gloves. They were precious to her.

Her mother was the only one who spoke out against her marriage. Father and all four of her brothers pushed her to accept the union, told her she had no choice, that it was best for the family. Father had even threatened to disown her. A merchants daughter marrying a disgusting lord who could have been her great-grandfather. Their wedding was held at the Twins and she had heard one of her new daughters by marriage complain about how they had to procure a new rugs to cover the bloodstains from the last wedding. She heard a few guards still laugh about that night.

The wedding was plain, the wedding night almost drove Sophia to tears. But she would not cry, instead she prayed. For her lord husband's death, that the waters would rise and sweep away him and his pathetic family, and that the Dragon Queen would save her.

Sophia smiled remembering her husband's fear of the Dragon Queen. She had rejected his diplomatic party and the Starks had returned. Sophia didn't know if she should feel scared or victorious. Catelyn Stark had slit the throat of the last Lady Frey. Maybe Sophia could appeal to the Queen to annul her marriage, she was compelled to marry him. But if she was pregnant it would all be for naught. Sophie touched her stomach and prayed. She wasn't sure what she was praying for or to who, but she knew she needed help. She was late.

"My lady, the sun will be down soon. Are you almost finished." One of the guards asked.

"Just a few more, the baker promised to make pies out of these snow berries. I'll to have one delivered to you if we can stay a little longer."

The guard smiled sadly at her and nodded. The men knew how much she hated being around her husband and some of his sons. They were kind and often let her stay out in return for pies.

Suddenly a howl sounded and Sophia felt dread. Everyone knew that the wolves in the Riverlands were different, they didn't fear men. She rose grabbing her basket and was about to go to the gaurds when a flash of grey stopped her. A monster of a wolf had charged one of the guards and torn the man's arm from his socket. It was almost as big as a horse, monstrous and relentless in its pursuit of her guards. Sophia lifted her skirts and made to run but stopped when she saw a girl standing amidst the snow in a white cloak. There was snow in her dark brown hair and her silver grey eyes showed no fear.

"Nymeria, come." She called and the monster obeyed. Sophia felt a chill. Dozens of wolves emerged and the girl stood there as if she was one of them.

"Who are you?" She asked with fear.

She blinked, and smiled sadly. "I am no one."