"Take only what you can with you, leave the rest." Brennon explained to me as I was ushered into my room, having me immediately go to my drawers were I was hiding the money I had from making the dresses for the Starks and a small fee from the Baratheon family, or now it would be the Lannsiters. The King was dead, which of course was being heard throughout the castle and that also made Lord Eddard Stark at a higher risk now that he was accused of treason. Which meant, ultimately, that the Stark family was now in danger.

"When did the King die?" I asked him aloud, shoving the coins into a satchelle that I brought with me from home and grabbing a new more little things in a rush.

"Not too long ago, but now that they have Lord Stark, they will be after you." Brennon explained to me as I looked back at him with panic.

"What about Sansa and Arya?" I asked him in fear, seeing him look back at me with the same worry on his face. I cringed then, not knowing if they were going to make it out alive.

"Arya's gone." I froze in my spot, hearing more people running about in the hallway and seeing Brennon close the door behind him and walk over towards me,"I have no clue where she is, but now we need you to get out of here."

"Why me?" I asked him as I grabbed my cloak and threw it on over my shoulders, "Why do I have to run, they don't know me at all."

"Apparently they do, because Queen Cersei is looking for you and wants you to return to her personally." Brennon said in a low tone, having me clutch my cloak in fear, "She knows your loyalty is to the Starks, and she knows more about you and your lineage than you did yourself. She wants you dead, Nora." As much as it made no sense to me, but I knew at that point I had no time to ask any more questions. I followed Brennon out the door, staying close behind him and seeing him pull out his sword in case something were to happen to me. He was protecting me, looking left and right to see if a Gold Cloak was coming. I did too, becoming his shadow as we fled Red Keep and into Flea Bottom once more. All I had was in that purse I was carrying over my shoulder: money from the dresses, thread and needles, and smaller things I brought with me from Thedra Ascent to remind me of home. If only I was home now, not running for my life. It didn't make sense, since I was only a dressmaker, why did they want me dead?

What did they know?

"You are to hide with Gaila, stay out of sight, don't even go to the front of the shop." Brennon explained to me as we went back on the familiar streets in Flea Bottom, me shadowing him and making sure my hood was up so no one can see me, "I have to leave you and discard my armor."

"Are you a target as well?" I asked him aloud as we stopped in front of her store.

"As long as I wear the Stark sigma on me then I am. However, I promised Lord Stark that you were to go home in once piece and alive, and that is what I am going to do." He explained to me, having me feel a pain of guilt wash over me since he was risking his life for me. Gaila came back out from the shop to place her hands on me.

"Come child, you need to hide and get away from sight." She said to me, about to usher me into the darkness of her shop when Brennon stopped me, facing me once more with determination in his eyes.

"I will come back for you when it's time for us to leave. I have to make sure Lord Stark is alright and that Sansa is still alive, but also I have to make sure you are no longer here King's Landing, according to the Queen. Stay out of sight, Gaila will protect you until I come back for you." He instructed me, having me nod my head and him and see him walk over in a brisk manner. For second I wanted to call out to him, to let him know that I was forever in his debt and that I would help him in any way that I could. He did too much for me, I didn't deserve that. But Gaila ushered me inset the shop, closing the shop down for the day and having me wait in darkness.

Wait for my life.

Rumors were spreading around Flea Bottom, rumors and talk about how Lord Stark was a traitor to the fallen King and now the King's son was taking his place on the Throne. King Joffrey, made me sick to my stomach to think of such a thing. But that was just the beginning, as Brennon would come by once a day dressed as a lowborn and hiding out in Flea Bottom as well. He told me that Sansa was now a captive in King's Landing, the Lannisters found her and took her as a captive and were going to force her into a marriage with Joffrey, having me worry about her even more. She must have known that he was a monster, her pure soul was going to be stained by that family.

Brennon also informed me that he still couldn't find Arya, would frightened me since she apparently fled Red Keep thanks to the aid of Syrio. it wasn't looking too well for the Stark Family, and for me. Since Gold Cloaks were looking for me all over and were trying to find me. There was talk of me being a spy, also of me leaking information for the Starks, either way it was bad for me. Brennon reassured me that no one found "me" yet and Queen Cersei was getting more aggravated about it as the days went on. But I couldn't do a thing, I had to wait in a small dress shop of Flea Bottom with no clue about why I was so important.

All I wanted was to go home.

There was one day when I was peeking out of the drawn curtains on the shop, seeing the people walking by looking more weary since the coronation of Joffrey Baratheon on the Iron Throne. Since he became King, everything was becoming stiff on the streets and more heated, no one was having a good time with this King on the throne. In fact, it felt as though everyone was angrier and more aggressive to one another, thank the Gods I was hiding. Gaila didn't open her shop to anyone anymore, since I was hiding in there she was making sure I wasn't going to be seen by anyone at all. She would go out to other vendors and talk, seeing what was going on and why there are so many Gold Cloaks out and about.

I peered through, seeing the people walk to and fro when I thought I was a young child whom look familiar, my heart bursting out of my chest and into my mouth when I saw the brown braided hair and the grey eyes: Arya. She was walking on the street, wearing a tunic and pants with shoes, looking like herself on a regular day but filthy. She must have been in hiding since her father was arrested. She looked like an urchin now, no one would recognize her, but I did.

"Arya!" I hissed at her, seeing her spot near my shop and look around for a second before I poked me head out a bit more for her to see me. I had to say something for her to know that it was me, something I would only say to her.

"Arya the running wolf!" I said to her, seeing her eyes go wide as she followed my voice and saw my eyes. She walked over in a fast pace, having me see her face as I pushed the curtain aside and pulled her into the darkness of the shop. There was a lantern lit for me to see in here, since everything else was covered up, but I saw her face and how dirty it was with pain and confusion. I hugged her close, feeling her hug me back and feeling how small she was in my arms. It was good to see that she was alive and not harmed. When I pulled away, I couldn't help but have tears in my own eyes, just from joy that she was not harmed and away from some kind of danger.

"How are you still here?" Arya asked me aloud, having me look at her with confusion.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her back.

"People think you're dead." I froze solid in my spot. Dead? Since when was I dead? Did someone see a girl like me get killed? I shook my head in disbelief.

"I've been here the whole time. Brennon and Gaila kept me out of sight." I explained to her in a hushed sound.

"There has been talk that you are killed. A Gold Cloak killed you and showed the dress to Queen Cersei." She explained to me, having me think back to what was left in my room when Brennon had me flee. I had a couple of dresses there, maybe someone framed my death with one of the dresses and blood on it. Who knows, but now Queen Cersei is under the belief that I am dead.

"I've heard talk around here about it. Queen Cersei wasn't pleased at all." She explained to me, her voice was lower now with seriousness laced in it. I tried to think to times when I was talking to both her and her brother. They didn't like me, as least, that's how I felt about it. But then again I doubted they liked anyone from the House of Stark, or any other House that wasn't theirs. I must have said something to piss them off, but to such a degree that they wanted me dead. It had me think back, to when Cersei was with her other brother Tyrion, the Imp when I was about to leave her room she said something.

"She's the one."

"Arya, you need to stay here with me and stay safe." I explained to her, seeing her shake her head as she looked back outside as well as myself. I saw people rushing to what was the square, something was going on and they are wanting to get there quick.

"They are taking my father to the square." She explained to me, still looking out the window and having me touch her arm, "I think they're going to kill him."

"What?" I asked in a hissed, hearing this news made me feel worse now, Lord Stark was going to die? Arya should not be seeing this, but she was about to go out the door when I held onto her tightly.

"You can't go out there. Someone will see you and you will get killed." I said to her with worry in my tone.

"No one has found me yet, Nora. I have to go and find my father. You need to stay and I'll come back and find you, I promise!" She said to me, moving the curtain out of the way to bring in some light. But I was scared for her. She was merely a child, and she was acting so much like a adult because of recent events that I fringed for what was going to happen to the both of us in the near future. I pulled her into a hug, the only thing that I could since I knew trying to talk her out of it would be useless.

"Be careful Lady Arya." I whispered in her ear, feeling her clutch me back.

"You as well, Nora." She said to me, then rushing out of the store and having me watch her as she ran down the street with the rest of the people. My heart was breaking into pieces, since I knew then that the House of Stark was falling apart. Sansa was held as a prisoner by the royal family, Arya was felt to fend for herself, and now Lord Stark was about to die. What of Robb, Rickon, Bran and the rest of Winterfell? Would they be fine, or would they also be on the chopping block now? They were enemies to the crown now, and I prayed to the Old and New Gods that they would be spared, please let them. Everything was up in the air now, since I had no idea who was going to live.

And who was going to die.

"Nora." I was shaken awake, seeing Gaila looking over me with a grave look on her face. I must of fallen asleep right after Aryra left, since I was on the stool and had my head against the wall of the shop, hidden from the world. I was far too exhausted with what was happening, and the next then I knew I was sleep. But now, rubbing my eyes, I saw Gaila give me my cloak and my purse, having me look at her with worry.

"You're leaving. Now." She explained as I got up and threw the cloak over my shoulders, then seizing a dagger in her hand and holding it in front of me. She grabbed my long braided hair from my back, holding it out in front of me and her, cutting at the middle and having me see the hair fall to the floor.

"You are no longer Nora. You are Lady Thedra, a highborn Cousin from Thedra Ascent and you are being escorted by Brennon, your father who's name is Jack Thedra, back home." She explained to me as I saw my hair fall to the floor. I said nothing as she took some of the longer bangs I had and made it shorter, having it fall over my eyes and pushing it away to see me.

"Nora is dead here in King's Landing, you understand me?" She asked me aloud, having me nod my head. I knew that this was it, that I was about to go back to the North but I had to put on a new identity in order not to be harmed. She smiled and pushed the curtain open, the both of us walking out of her shop and down the road. I stayed close to her, seeing that I had no need for a hood anymore since my now shorter hair was only to my shoulders and my bangs were making me look like a new person.

"Brennon is going to make sure you go back alive, so the two of you are traveling with a caravan of others to The Wall." She explained to me as we turned the corner and stopped. I looked down at her, seeing her look at me with worry in her eyes as she continued to talk.

"He knows the leader of his caravan: Yoren. He's a recruiter for The Wall and a ally to the Stark Family. He is going to help you and Brennon get back as safely as you can. You need to listen to him, yes?" She asked me aloud, having me nod my head. This was me leaving her, since she did hide me from the rest of the world and from certain death. I hugged her suddenly, feeling as though I should thank her in some way for helping me when she didn't have to.

"Will I see you again?" I asked her aloud, seeing her pull away and look up at me with truthful eyes.

"I pray you don't. I pray to the Old Gods you don't end up here ever again." She explained to me as I saw someone coming up to the both of us. We both looked, seeing it was in fact Brennon, but in new armor. I knew he got rid of his old armor with the Stark sigma on it, he must of faked his own death as well as mine. He stood with us, taking my hand gently.

"Come, the caravan's leaving." He said to me, having me nod and smile at Gaila once last time before we both walked away. I was leaving King's Landing for good, going back to a safe place and away from the evil that was here. But my heart was still sad for the Stark family, and all that happened to them. it made me worry, where was Arya now? Was she safe? Was she in hiding? I had no clue when we arrived in the big clearing where I saw plenty of young people, both children and adults. They all are weary looking: orphans and pickpockets. I stayed close to Brennon as we both walked over to tone of Brennon's friends.

"Is this the Highborn from Thedra?" He asked me aloud, having me nod my head as he looked at me.

"Lady Ava Thedra." I said to him, seeing him bow his head as he looked at me. Brennon raised his eyebrow at me, having me shrug.

"Milady." He said to me as Brennon then talked to him about the arrangement.

"Not one of these men go anywhere near her, understand?" He asked the man, seeing him nod his head. I then knew he must be talking to Yoren, having me watch the two of them talk together as friends.

"Of course, both her and Arya Stark are going back to the North in one piece." I looked at him in shock, pushing back Brennon and staring straight at Yoren.

"Lady Arya? Where is she?" I asked him aloud in urgency. Yoren pointed across the way to the other side of the clearing, having me look and see her. There she was, talking to two young boys who were picking on her because of what she was holding: Needle. But she wasn't her anymore, at least not in appearance. She had short hair, very short. She was in disguise like me, but she looked more like a boy since she had a boyish appearance to begin with. I sighed in relief, feeling better that the two of us were going to be together in this. I was no longer alone.

"You address her as Arry, I don't want anyone to know who she is. She is an orphan boy, better than a young lowborn girl who could be raped or worse out here. You both are in the same boat: trying to get back alive. I'm saving her because of her father, the same with you." he explained to me, having me watch her as an older young man shooed the two boys away from her. I knew that man, I knew him from the moment I saw his hair: Gendry, What was he doing here? Was he going to come as well? Why was he at his shop. He was talking to Arya as Brennon tapped me on the shoulder.

"You ride with me." he said aloud, getting on the horse and hoisting me up behind him. I wrapped my arms around him, looking back at Gendry once more and seeing him look over in our direction when Yoren yelled out.

"Come on, you sorry sons of whores! It's a thousand leagues from here to the Wall, and winter is coming!" he yelled to the large group, walking to the big cart that was in the front and he stood on the top, we were moving out of King's Landing. I was stall staring at Arya and Gendry, whom were walking together and then Gendry finally saw me. His eyes went bit, he almost stopped walking for a bit since he was holding a bull's helmet in his hand. Arya walked past him as Brennon and I rode towards the front of the group, having me look forward once more. The look be gave me, was both of relief, and of pure shock. Did he expect to be here, with other thieves and rapists and lowlifes? Probably not, since I too was having a hard time drinking this in and seeing that we were going back North.

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Author's Note: So far I hope you guys are enjoying it! More is to come. I had one song in my head the whole time I was writing this chapter. Wolf by First Aid Kit. Leave a review and spread this story around to other Game of Thrones lovers.