Eyes you will close forever

Even Jon would not know Blind Beth. That made her sad. Canon Divergent Arya Stark 18+ Only | Read Rules and About before interacting

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Sansa propped herself up on her elbows as she listened to her sister. She knew Arya was one who wouldn’t sit in the sidelines and let things happen, but making a list to kill people hadn’t been something that she expected. However, it didn’t surprise her. Sansa, in a way, had a list of her own. 

Arya had lost her sight instead of losing herself… Part of it made Sansa want to cry, but the other made her proud of her sister. The latter won out. She lightly touched Arya’s hand before squeezing it. She didn’t know what to say for once either. In King’s Landing, she always had a pleasantry to respond with. Maybe because she didn’t actually care about how others felt, but more because she was keeping herself out of attention and out of harms way. 

“Arya…” Sansa said her name softly, but it was filled with pride. “I’m sorry you lost your sight… But… It would have been worse to lose yourself.” Sansa knew that to be true. She had lost herself for a time in King’s Landing. Only when escaping it and taking a risk, had she found herself again. Had she found the wolf that she knew to be true. “I’m proud of you.” She leaned forward and kissed her forehead. 

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“It can’t be restored, but it won’t stop me from taking our home back, protecting you and making anyone who suggests we do otherwise pay for it,” Arya hugged her sister though. “You have my word on that. You won’t be in danger again,” She hated to think of her sister alone in King’s Landing. “We should have been kinder to one another when we were children, but we will make up for it now.” She suggested hoping her sister felt the same. Everything so far seemed to suggest that she did.

Her expression softened some as she laid back down, drawing Sansa close so that she would know her sister was there and safe until morning. “And at least once we do take our home back, no one shall try to make me sit for needlework lessons again,” She teased, hoping to cut the tension in the room and help Sansa to rest easy.

“I am proud of you too,” She added. “Very proud. I wouldn’t have survived in King’s Landing. I think even Father knew that.”

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“You sound sick. Are you sick?” (blindbcth)

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“It’s nothing, promise”, he smiled while barely stifling another cough. “Do you really think the cold here could bother me after going north of The Wall?" 

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“I guess not,” Arya said reaching out in front of her to feel where Jon’s bed was. She sat down on the edge beside him. “But you do know I hear far better now. That cough’s far worse than you’re letting on. You must let Sansa and I look after you sometimes too.” She gave him a small smile. She had missed Jon more than anyone.

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     You wouldn’t know, you’ve never had children she wanted to blurt out. She did, however, know that it was indeed not the serving girl’s fault. Her anger was not towards her. Her anger was towards herself. She hated herself for not having been strong enough to fight off the men who had caused her such pain. Instead, she took a breath and held back her tears. “I’m afraid, Beth. I didn’t think that there could ever be a worse pain than the pain I experienced whilst with those men, yet I fear that the agony of giving birth to this THING will be too much for me to bear.”

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“I have no knowledge on these matters, your grace,” Arya spoke truthfully. She knew some, things glimpsed in brothels or heard while begging in the harbor back in Braavos before she had returned home. “I can find a maester and you can get his advice. I cannot tell you that you would survive an attempt to not have the child.” 

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     Myrcella was beyond calm now, her breathing was increasing by the second. “I don’t CARE what happens to the child.” She lied. “What I DO care about is the pain that I’ll have to endure to bring the bloody thing into the world!” She yelled, somewhat selfishly, loosing any courtesies she had originally had.

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“I do not think it will feel more pleasant if you cause damage to the child now,” Arya said firmly though she knew it might be for nothing. “I am sure we can find something that will help to ease the pain of labor.”

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     “No—-” Was all she could muster, having to take a deep breath before continuing, “I’m not ready yet. I can’t, Beth, I just can’t.” She said struggling as she felt the baby inside her kicking.

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“What would you have me do? It would be too dangerous to take moontea now. We can find other parents for the child if you wish your grace, but not until it is born. You must calm yourself, your grace.”

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“Oh, its just beginning.”

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                                     “She missed Jon Snow the most of all her brothers.”

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Sansa smiled. She hadn’t expected to do so well with change, but Arya had complimented her. She always thought her sister was the one who had a knack for it, but it looks like she had it in her blood too. 

“I could ask,” Sansa shifted on the bed to look at her sister. “I know that since you haven’t told me on your own… That it’s hard to talk about. I know what that’s like. When you’re ready to talk about it or ready to tell me, I’ll listen. I hope the same for my… stories.” 

She drew Arya into her arms and kissed the top of her head, “Whatever happened, it doesn’t matter. Not Now. We did what we had to survive and we had consequences from some of it…” She could think of she cuts from when Ser Meryn beat her with his sword and the scratches from his gauntlets as he ripped her dress open. All because she put her faith and trust in the crown instead of her Father. 

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“I made a list in my head of people I wanted to kill,” Arya confessed to her sister thinking it might be well past the point when she should have. “I managed to kill some of them, others I still might if I ever find them again,” Especially now that she had found Sansa and learned what had been done to her sister. “I was held captive at Harrenhal, but everyone thought I was a boy or well, most did, and I met a man who could change his face that said he could teach me how to do what I wanted.” 

She sat up on the bed and turned toward her sister, “After what happened to Robb and Mother, I decided that’s what I wanted and went to Braavos and they taught me a lot, but they told me that I had to put Arya Stark aside. I tried. I tried harder at that than I tried at more things, but it didn’t work,” She sighed. “One night, they gave me milk to drink and when I woke I could not see. Then they gave me a choice: learn to be someone else or go back to being Arya Stark. If I chose the latter, I would never see again. I chose the latter,” She said softly.

“I was starting to regret that choice until I heard you in the harbor.” 

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“We would, wouldn’t we?” Sansa murmured sleepily. She was able to sleep fairly soundly with Arya tucked in her arms. When she woke from a dream, it was easy to close her eyes and go back to sleep. 

When they reached Volantis, Sansa kept an arm around Arya’s shoulders. It was much busier than Braavos. She had learned that if she wanted to make it to Mereen, she’d have to trust Jorah on a basic level. Now she stayed close to him as he guided them through the town. 

They found a small inn that could house all of them. Jorah paid for a room for the girls and a room for him and Tyrion, whilst refusing all money they tried to give him. Sansa led Arya to the bed in their room and she sat down on the bed. It was the most comfortable thing she’d sat on in months. She wanted to fall asleep immediately. 

“I partially cannot believe we made it thus far,” Sansa flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling.  

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Arya laid back on the bed beside her sighing, “I don’t think I’ve felt anything as comfortable since King’s Landing,” It was still a far cry from Winterfell. It made her heart ache a little. She had spent so long trying to forget everything about home, but having Sansa near, it was all too easy to remember the past.

“You’ve done beautifully. Really,” Arya turned her head toward her sister. She was still surprised to find Sansa so much more adaptable. She hated to think about why that was so, but she thought her sister could use a compliment occasionally.

She was quiet for a moment, “You haven’t asked,” She said softly. “About my sight, about much of anything that happened while I was in Braavos,” She had been glad that it hadn’t been something she asked immediately. Tyrion had asked, but still Sansa had said nothing. “You can if you’d like.”

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“Yes. I’ll be yours eyes,” Sansa kissed her forehead. “I think Jorah secretly likes making Tyrion complain. He hasn’t threatened to gag him recently.” She laughed with her sister. “If the gods somehow grant us a way home, we’ll find a way for you to see Winterfell with your hands. I’ll be there with you every step of the way. You’ll never be alone again.” 

“I’m sure that is your way to stay connected to Nymeria. You saved her life and now she’s giving you a chance to see again.” She pulled Arya close. Sansa still mourned her Lady, but if that meant Arya could see in her dreams it didn’t hurt so much. 

“Get some rest… We’ll need it.” She closed her eyes and shifted to keep Arya close.

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“You say that now. You know if you and I are alone together back home, we’ll try to kill each other within a fortnight,” She laughed a little. “It would be nice. Like being back to normal,” It wasn’t malicious. She wished they could have so few worries that all they would have to worry about would be fighting with each other.

Arya didn’t quite relax when she slept. She let herself slip just enough away from being awake to get the rest she needed while being ready to fight if need be. She was surprised that the night seemed to pass so peacefully, waking to the warmth of the sun on her face.

They covered more ground the second day and the third. By the time, they reached Volantis, Arya found herself excited at the prospect of a proper bed. Nevertheless, the city was loud and unfamiliar. She surprised even herself as she clung to Sansa for guidance.

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“I’d tell you if I wasn’t,” Sansa murmured behind her. “It may be hard at times… I haven’t had someone care about my well-being in a long time.” People always asked in King’s Landing but they never wanted to hear about how she was truly feeling. That’s why she buried everything and donned her armor. 

Robb should have ruled the North, not Sansa. She wasn’t meant to lead. “At least then we’ll be home.” Sansa ruling the North? It sounded like the story of Father and his brothers. He was never meant to rule and neither was she, but it looked like that was what was going to happen. 

“Are you okay?” Things were changing majorly for her. Everything she was familiar with was gone. 

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“Don’t have to beg for the moment. My prospects are improving considerably,” Even if the Targaryen girl turned out to be crueler than the stories, Arya was better off than she had been. “We might even get proper rooms in Volantis if only so Jorah won’t have to listen to Tyrion complain,” She laughed. It was only a joke. “I don’t like being uncertain of which way to run should trouble find us, but I have my sister for that, don’t I?” She touched her sister’s face. “I didn’t care about not being able to see until I realized I wouldn’t see Winterfell again. I just figured I’d never go home. Now...”

Arya just shrugged and let the sentence trail off. She was never going to see again. That was the price she’d paid to leave the Faceless Men and kept them from following her.

“Sometimes I have dreams and it’s like I’m Nymeria wherever she is and I can still see.”

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1. “I love you.” 2. “I hate you.” 3. “I know you love me.” 4. “Don’t act like you love me when it’s so clear that you don’t.” 5. “Don’t make me threaten you.” 6. “Marry me.” 7. “You smell lovely.” 8. “I can be cruel if I have to.” 9. “I can’t wait to watch you burn.” 10. “You’re perfect.” 11. “You were a mistake.” 12. “I never loved you.” 13. “I loved you too much.” 14. “Look a parrot.” 15. “Kiss me.” 16. “Let’s get out of here.” 17. “It’s over.” 18. “Oh, its just beginning.” 19. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.” 20. “It’s now or never.”

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“I’ll be okay,” Sansa replied. “We have our blanket and bedroll.” With Arya next to her, she wasn’t worried about warmth. She snuggled against her sister and laid her arm over her sister’s middle. She didn’t realize how tired she was until she laid her head down. “Tomorrow, I’ll be able to dress normally…” 

“I’ll be up most the night so you won’t need to worry about your safety,” Jorah nodded to them. He hadn’t even sat down since they had stopped for the night. Sansa wondered how much energy this man could possibly have. 

“Goodnight miladies,” Tyrion nodded from across their camp. He had been respectfully keeping his distance. 

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Arya closed her eyes, tucked against her sister and glad for the warmth of the blanket even if she wasn’t entirely unaccustomed to sleeping outdoors. “You’d tell me if you weren’t okay, wouldn’t you?” Arya asked Sansa softly enough that only her sister would be able to hear her. “I don’t want us to lie to each other. If we do, we’ll never survive this.”

She didn’t want to discount Sansa. She’d survived the Lannisters, Joffrey, so much more. She just wanted to be there to help her if she needed it and not assume that she was okay.

She pulled the blanket up over Sansa’s shoulders to be sure she was covered. “When we go home, you’ll rule the North. Your father’s heir now.”

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“You don’t need to explain to me”, he stopped her softly. “You have every right to think those things. Who am I to call you wrong”, he lowered his head. “I wish I had done more. I left you know––”, he paused to meet her clouded eyes. “Castle Black, I left when news came that Robb had called the banners. I would have joined him if my brothers hadn’t brought me back. I often wonder how different things may be if I had made it to him”.

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“I don’t have anymore right to call you wrong either,” Arya could feel his eyes on her even when she could not see them and it was enough to feel ashamed for what she had said.”You’d be dead too. We both know it. I was just angry and you decided to walk into the room. If Sansa’d come in and tried to get me into some dress to greet people in the courtyard with her. I would have shouted at her too. I’m sorry.”

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A week was better than what she had thought. She thought they would be riding for much longer. Sansa tried to give Arya the bread but gave up fairly easily. She stood and went to the horses to check their girths, especially Arya’s. She didn’t want her sister to fall off. 

When she heard Arya explain the loss of her sight, she stopped. She didn’t quite believe that story but she wouldn’t ask Arya in front of them. Sansa knew that Arya had things she didn’t want to talk about, just like herself. 

“I guess that means we’re ready to get back on?” Sansa asked as she walked back over. She’d feel better when they stopped for the night and she could change. It wasn’t that it bothered her anymore, but she wanted to feel like herself again. She wanted to feel more like Sansa than Alayne. 

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Arya was quiet as they rode on. She had enough to focus on while they were riding and the questions about her vision. She didn’t like thinking about the things she’d done or the person she had become before finding her sister.

She could tell from the warmth of the sun on her face that the day had worn on and soon it was growing cold. She worried about Sansa in her state of undress, but knew there was little to be done until they stopped. It was well fast nightfall when they finally setup a camp near some trees.

Arya went with her sister to get her changed and ready to lay down, “Are you warm enough?” She asked touching the cool skin of her sister’s bare arms.

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“That may be wise, Lord Tyrion. My sister has traded our her wooden teeth,” Sansa smirked at him. Her sister wasn’t the little girl that got into mischief for fun. She was growing up into someone who knew how to survive and adapt into whatever situation they came upon. 

Jorah seemed genuine about his words, but Sansa was hesitant. King’s Landing taught her men could spin pretty lies without showing any deception. 

“How long will it take to reach Volantis?” Sansa had been avoiding the question for some time. She needed to mentally prepare herself for the long distance. 

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“The better part of the week,” Jorah said honestly. “If we have good weather and you feel up to riding into the night, perhaps a little less,” He didn’t want to push them. Returning to Dany with two badly treated girls would not earn him any favors in her eyes. He began to clean up the area they had eaten in.

Arya offered the last bit of her bread to Sansa unwilling to hear arguments that she should eat it.

“May I ask what happened to your sight?” Tyrion finally asked. “I know that my sister cannot be directly blamed for that one and you were sighted when we met at Winterfell...”

“Poison,” Arya said offering little more. “I was poisoned and there is no cure.” She said with enough finality not to invite more questions from either Tyrion or Jorah, though Jorah seemed somewhat unconvinced of that story, though he stayed silent.