Arya Stark wakes up in a dark, cramped cabin.

Goosebumps were giving her goosebumps from the leaky window, and Arya fumbled in the dark to get dressed, making a noise that woke her sister Sansa, who was in the same bed.

"What did you dream about yesterday, kicking and screaming in the middle of the night." Sansa yawned and muttered disgruntled to her sister.

Arya sat cross-legged, trying to resist the urge to yawn, tilting her little head and recalling:

"I dreamed that I had become a wolf."

"You dreamed of a wolf, right?"

"Nope! I dreamed that I had become a wolf. "I distinctly remember running in the woods, hunting, smelling the smell of dirt and the smell of blood. This dream is so real, it is as if I have really become a wolf. ”

In fact, Arya had another dream, an even more terrible dream.

In her dreams, the sky was always raining heavily, and she stumbled through the mudflats, through the blood and fire, and her mother's screams and father's roars echoed in her ears, causing her to cry in fright.

Arya didn't tell her sister about the dream.

A crying child and a sturdy ice wolf, she certainly prefers the latter.

"You're not going to be a wolf." Sansa apparently thinks her sister is saying stupid things, but those words remind her of the Lady Icewolf she once had.

and his father, known as the Wolf King of the North, and his mother and brothers.

This made her feel sad, and she couldn't help but bury her face in the quilt and sobbed quietly.

"What are you crying about?" Seeing her sister's shrugged shoulders, Arya advised, "Don't be afraid, the Lannisters won't be arrogant for long, I've heard that Caesar's army has set off for the north, and he will definitely be able to capture King's Landing." When the time comes, he will sit on the Iron Throne, and we will ask him to pardon my father and brother and let them return from the Great Wall......"

"You idiot!" Sansa turned back and scolded, "The king can't relieve the night watchman of his duties, and once he has made an oath, his father and brother will have to guard the wall for the rest of their lives." ”

Arya shouted unconvinced, "What a bullshit oath! They were forced to swear, and they didn't count at all! ”

"But even so, if they break their oath and come back, the people of the North will look down on them! You don't understand anything at all! ”

"You don't understand anything!"

"You don't understand!"

"You!"

A knock on the door interrupted the sisters' bickering.

Arya turned her head, and saw Lady Sataya push the door open and enter.

"Quarrel again?" Lady Sataya said with a smile, as if she was no longer surprised by this, "You two, you have to make trouble every day. Come out and sell oysters after breakfast. ”

"Okay."

Arya then rolled over and got out of bed.

Sansa also emerged from the bed, and now she had just turned sixteen, but she was well developed, with a slender and graceful body, and very feminine.

The eldest daughter of the Stark family inherited from her mother, Lady Catelyn, the exquisite cheekbones, clear blue eyes, and thick, silky maroon hair, coupled with a gentle and feminine temperament that would make any man feel pity.

Compared to her, her sister Arya's appearance is more ordinary. She inherited the Stark family's long face, gray eyes, and tan hair from her father, Duke Eddard, and her temper was lively and mischievous, which did not quite match the aesthetic standards of the era for aristocratic ladies.

At this time, Arya rubbed her hair and changed into a loose and coarse linen coat, and she looked like a little boy.

Sansa also began to rub things on her fair and delicate faces, their identities were not visible in King's Landing, and if they were discovered by the Lannisters, the fate would be very miserable.

"Okay, no?" Arya urged her sister impatiently.

"Alright." After a bit of fiddling, Sansa put an ugly dark red birthmark on her face, covered her body with a loose linen coat, and draped her maroon hair over her shoulders, looking completely different.

Arya looked at her sister, not knowing whether it was out of jealousy or mischievousness, and deliberately added a few black marks to her face with her dirty hands:

"Haha, no one will recognize you now."

"Arya! You! You big idiot! ”

The sisters chased after each other out of the room, and did not relent until they ran into Mrs. Shataya, who was in the courtyard.

After a simple breakfast, the two of them took to the street with a small cart full of oysters.

The weather is good today, and there are a lot of pedestrians on the streets, but they are all in a hurry.

Ever since the atmosphere of war had gripped King's Landing, the price of food in the city had risen in response, causing many people to complain.

It is said that in the flea nests in the slums of King's Landing, people starved to death every day.

The square in front of Baylor's Great Cathedral was filled with homeless people, scrambling to get by by in line for a little gruel from the church every day.

Fortunately, the army was stationed outside, and order in the city had not yet collapsed, and although there were some small disturbances, they did not spread.

However, when the flames of war really reach King's Landing, it is difficult to say whether this fragile order can still be maintained.

The sisters remembered the last time King's Landing rioted, and their hearts were so sad that they had no desire to quarrel.

All the way to the fish market in silence, it was already crowded with people who came to sell, and of course housekeepers, cooks, and housewives, who were observing this morning's fish and bargaining loudly.

"Fresh oysters, three copper coins." The sisters began to shout.

Sansa didn't like the smell of fish, but she knew she didn't have the power to be squeamish these days, and she had to do some work since she was under the fence.

"Fresh oysters, a copper coin......" A shadow suddenly enveloped Sansa, causing her to stop shouting.

When I looked up, I saw several drunken soldiers standing in front of the stall, looking at me with an unkind gaze:

"Oysters are so expensive?"

"Yes, yes......" Sansa's face paled.

Although Sansa has made a disguise, the feminine temperament on her body still makes the soldiers' hearts burn:

"Hehe, at this price, unless you're selling oysters. Hahaha......"

The soldiers erupted in a burst of obscene laughter.

"If it's too expensive, you don't have to buy it." Arya stood up and yelled.

"Huh! Then I have to buy it today! ”

"Then pay!" Arya crossed her hands on her hips, unafraid.

"Hahaha." The soldier burst out laughing again, "That's all I have!" ”

As he spoke, he drew the long sword at his waist.

Sansa is frightened and rushes to pull her sister, only to see Arya kick the basket of oysters flying.

Oysters and salty waters splashed a few soldiers.

They were so angry that they screamed and were about to take revenge, when they saw that the sisters had already run away.

"Don't run!"

Arya dragged her sister through the market stalls like a nimble fish.

Sansa seemed to have finally reacted, and complained angrily and anxiously:

"Why are you messing with them!"

"What are you afraid of?" Arya shouted as she ran, "They don't dare to make trouble in the city, as long as they find the golden-robed guards, look, there is a team of gold-robed guards over there!" ”

With that, he pulled his sister out of the market and ran towards the pair of golden-robed guards in front of him.

"Murder!" Arya exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Someone is making trouble and is going to kill someone!" ”

The golden-robed guards stopped quietly.

Sansa saw that the guards were escorting a nobleman, and that nobleman, with his blond hair and short body, was a dwarf......

Such obvious physical characteristics made her immediately realize the identity of the other party-

"Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister!

(End of chapter)