The Lord and Lady of Castamere (pafp sister needed)

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    Before the musician could reply, one of the women nearby began to sob. "Shut up, you bleeding b*tch!" Snarled one of the wildlings, bashing her on the head. Tom glanced at the rucus, but did nothing.



    Eve's eyes widened and she managed to get to the other woman, glaring at the man before trying to comfort the wounded woman.


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    "And just who do you think you are, b*tch?" The wildling growled, raising his sword. Suddenly, a powerful hand stopped his blow. "That's enough," said Morla, looking at the two women expressionlessly. "That girl's a noble. Found her in a tent all full of gold and fancy clothes. She'll get us a good ransom." "I don't know," the man replied, licking his lips nervously and looking Eve up and down. "Never had a noble woman before." "Just wait. You'll get your chance once we get south," Morla said. The two walked further ahead as the injured woman sobbed into Eve's shoulder. "We're going to die," she said softly.



    "Sh... We aren't going to die." Eve whispered, a shaking hand stroking through the woman's hand, "I promise you, we aren't going to die... I'm going to do everything in my power to keep us all safe." Saying nothing, the blonde walked beside her, holding her close.


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    The woman slowly began to calm down. She stopped shaking and began to keep pace with the others. The group continued on their way throughout the rest of the day. Whenever a prisoner lagged behind, they were beaten and abused back up to pace.



    Eve started to fall behind, wincing a little now.


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    The trama made Eve cry out before she found herself in the dirt, her small body racking in pain. Struggling to stand, the pain in her belly making tears streak down her face. What could she say? The pregnant woman managed to stand and stumbled back to the others, dizzy and in pain.


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    Ooc:
    It's fine :) I figured you hadn't... You okay with continuing this thread?
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    Northerners, one just hit her with a spear since she was falling behind. Tom's there too, digused.


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    I remember now, and I read back a bit.


    Suddenly, someone grabbed Eve roughly by the shoulder. It was a man she didn't recognize, his face worn and sun scorched. "You're wanted," he said simply. "Up front. He wants to talk to you."



    LIfting her pounding head to gaze at the man, Eve winced but gave a weak nod. She couldn't talk, not after biting her tongue so harshly from falling. She managed to speed up enough so she wasn't falling behind, unsure if the man would lead her or not.


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    The man led her to the front of the caravan, where Barab was riding a shaggy pony. The small man turned and saw the pair approaching, then slowed his pace. Beside him was Morla, the girl who had captured Eve. "It appears there's more to you than meets the eye," Barab commented when Eve was within earshot. "Morla here tells me that you were in a very rich-looking tent when she foun you. Are you the daughter of some lord, girl?"



    Eve swallowed hard as she waked beside Barab, looking down, "I... I'm the daughter of a lord, yes." She answered quietly, "Related to King Stark, distantly."


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    Barab nodded, his expression unreadable. "And which lord specifically, girl?" he asked flatly. "Most of those related to the Starks are dead now." Morla cocked her head and stared at Eve with narrowed, suspicious eyes.



    "He's dead now. He's been dead." Fey said bluntly, "died when I was young. King Stark housed me, sent me away after what happened to Winterfell. I was traveling with two companions before today."


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