[She knows enough now about betrayal and the true darkness lurking in men's hearts. There is still hesitation and fear lurking in her, a naive desire to hope that a countryman would be a friend, but all she needs to do is think of her mother before she grabs the first blunt object she can find.
One look at him and she knows she won't be able to match his might. She's a small girl with good hips, no more than a slip of a thing, more likely to be blown away than to actually do much damage. She had only managed to grab a bit of broken pipe, the only intimidating thing about her.
She stopped a few feet away from him, watching him with apprehensive eyes.]
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One look at him and she knows she won't be able to match his might. She's a small girl with good hips, no more than a slip of a thing, more likely to be blown away than to actually do much damage. She had only managed to grab a bit of broken pipe, the only intimidating thing about her.
She stopped a few feet away from him, watching him with apprehensive eyes.]
What House are you pledged to?