Arya was looking at her. She had the eyes of that old black cat that liked to stalk the corridors of the Red Keep. Small and somewhat beady, watchful.
"Sometimes I forget you're just a girl."
"Just a girl? What do you mean by that?"
"You're just like me. You're just like Sansa," she said after a pause. Arya let out a huff and leaned her chin against her knees. "It's not fair."
Lucella frowned and didn't say anything as Arya turned back around, tucking herself flush against the tree beside her sister. It wasn't fair, Lucella agreed. She was not her brother, she was no knight. She was just a girl leading two Stark children on a journey she didn't know how to navigate.
a snipet from the next chapter of fight like gods