Days later, Arya had not been allowed to leave Tywin's tent. She'd been cleaned up, and dressed in a new Lannister red-and-gold dress. Tywin had made her... made her service him some more, but mainly with her mouth. That wasn't so bad - his seed actually tasted better than the rotten food the prisoners were fed.

He'd explained to her that the only thing keeping her alive was that she could bear new Lords Paramount of the North for him, and so Arya made sure not to resist his advances, even though she cried whenever he entered her.

"We're leaving, cunt. I think you'll enjoy what's waiting for you at King's Landing..."