Arya kicked and yelped as Twyin Lanister suddenly picked her up. She thought she had him convinced she was just a peasant girl, so he must want to - want to do things to her. She squirmed and writhed, but he just laughed.

"I thought I recognised you, little wolf bitch. I'll break you and use you to break the North," he snarled, and Arya felt tears in her eyes as she realised what was about to happen. Her flimsy rags were riped from her, and Twyin's hands roamed across her naked body as she kicked in the air. She was covered in grime and dirt, but she felt her body betray her as wettness began to dampen her cunt.