The King's Fated Mate

you goin

ty. As I hear the door gently close behind her,

avoid departing today.

nd seconds later I hear a creak and feel the m

thout you and Jaime," she continues.

ly brown hair is thrown up in a messy bun, and deep bags have app

glad that at least one of us gets to stay he

row my legs over the edge of the bed and

e pack?

her before leaving. I said all of my goodbyes yesterday during dinner, and am hopi

a sad smile.

great times we'd had over the years. From running around the castle

working until we were ten, and therefore got to spe

g up? We would have to cover for him and tell his m

I doubt his mom believed us for even one second, especially

I snort. "She made all of us sleep

tempt to take our mind off the matter at hand. It makes the time go by

bling up in my eyes at the knowledge that thi

win bed and small chest of drawers, but i

ce and all we have to show fo

sarcasm heavy

throat. I quickly throw my hands over my mouth to

ed over with our hands holding

bs. I pull Arya into a hug, burying my face into her curly brown hair and wr

ch." I murmur into her neck.

e to

expensive for a human, and it will take me years to find enough money to write to her. By t

her. I fear that the sight of her red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheek

as we leave my bedroom and walk through the servant's quarters, heading to the side exit that leads to the front gate.

ch her retreat until the door closes behind her. Even then I did not look a

er see this place again. I've spent my entire life here

g around by the gate. King Sandor wasn't kidding when he said only a few se

aves are encouraged to reproduce with one another, often having four

e us back and forth. Maybe King Tywin is killing h

the rumors of his cruelty are just that, rumors,

e out of my thoughts. "Sit ne

o be feeling the same way, as he doesn

y with our sacks thrown over our sh

k of the wheels and loud popping of the exha

every couple of seconds to wipe away stray tears. I notice the girl from the kitchens

e yellow bus comes tru

ime's mother told me once that her great­ grandmother had gone to school five days

what life was like before the Beasts came. At