Beaten

You woke up with gasp. There was a flash of lightening, and the thunder rolled through the room, you started to shake. The trees all around you were groaning, and shifting.
You jumped out of the bed, and opened the door. You ran out of the room, and hesatatnly walked to arya's door. You stood outside it for a moment, hesatating. There was another roll of thunder, and you jumped, and clutched your heart. You opened the door silently, scared that she would be mad. You peeked in, and saw she was on her side, her back to you. You slowly entered the room.
You were trembeling,and you held your arms close. You didn’t know how to wake her. You hesatatnly walked up to her bed, and reached out a trembeling hand. You jumped as another bold of lightening stuck nearby, and you touched her.
You gasped in fear as she turned over, her eyes glaring, and a knife drawn. Suddenly you felt a searing pain plunge into your back. You were shoved forward from the blow, and you hit the bed, and slid down to the floor. Your breath knocked out of you. You could feel hot liquid running down your back, and you realized it was blood. You were in a crumpled heap on the floor, gasping for breath,you could feel something in your back if you moved a little ou could feel it cut you even more. Then pain, it exploded in your body and you screamed.
You were crying in a panick. You reached back and felt the hilt of a knife and you screamed.
You felt someone pick you up, you were crying, in a total panick.
"Eraon, shh, its okay, its okay." You heard arya's voice. The memory of her holding the knife, her eye flashing dangerously just moments before made you terrfied. You screamed as you felt her toutch you, she laied you down on the wooden table. You started kicking, and trying to get away, the pain of the knife in your back hurting you even more. You heard her call to somone, and you felt another pair of hands on you, holding you down. You felt the knife being pulled out of your back, and you screamed in agony. A you felt her ripping your night dress from the knife hole, and you screamed as you heard her say something. You could feel something coming out of the cut, and it hurt and burned. Then you felt a hand lay on the wound, andyou heard her say another thing in the ancient languahe, and there was a flash of green light, and the pain stopped.
You stopped felt the hands on you start to turn you over but you panicked. You screamed, and wrenched out of the grip, you crashed to the floor, and pushed yourself up to your feet. You ran as fast as you could go out the door. You didn't know what ot do, and you were scared of going back to the room. You took off down the hallway, completely terrified of being stabbed again. You ran down the stairs as fast as you could, but there was another flash of lightening and you screamed, but you slipped from the blood that had gone down your leg, and tumbled down the stairs.
You crashed into the wall. You laid on the floor crying from the pain. You looked up, and you saw a figure above you. You let out a cry of dispare, you were terriffied, and you shielded your face with your arms.
"Eraon, Eraon, sweetie." You heard her voice. You cried and shook, but you looked up, and saw arya
"Please don't hurt me!" you sobbed, as you shieled your head.
You screamed as you felt arms pick you up. Arya pulled you into her arms, and held you close. You wrapped your arms around her neck, and clutched to her closely, she held your head, and held you close.
You cried as she cradeled you, and you trembeled. There was a flash of lighenting and thunder and you screamed agaist her, she held you close, and you could feel you were heading up the stairs. She took you back to her room, and you could tell someone else was there. You looked up and saw the woman with the almond eyes. You started to panick, and you tried to get away, you started writhing in arya's grasp, absolutely terrified of the woman, she had stabbed you.
“Mommy,mommy, help, help, no!” you said in a desperate voice.
Arya couldn't control you. She set you down on the bed, and layed with you, ontop of you, the only way she could keep you under control, the full weight of her body pressing on you. You heard her yell something, and you heard the woman leaving, and the door shut. You cried, you stopped fighting, but arya still held your wrists down. Her legs pinned yours, and her body kept yours down. When she finally saw that you had stopped she hesatatnly let go. She rolled off you, and you immidiatly pulled yourbody close and cried. You felt warm arms wrap arounf you, and you turned and clutched to her.
You cried in terror, the memory of what happened tearing at your thoughts. You couldn't control your shaking. You had tried to go to her, just to seek comfot from the storm, and you had nearly been killed.
You screamed as there was a loud burst of lightening that lit up the entire room. You cried into her chest, and shook.
"You're scared of the storm." You heard her whisper, the revalation making sense to her.
You cluthed to her closer as you heard another wave of thunder roll through the sky, and you let out a scared sob. You heard her say something else.
"Slytha." Then everything was silent.

You woke, and you looked around. You were in bed, alone. You sat up, and spied your mother sitting at her desk, writing. She looked up at you, and you immidiatly put your gaze down, not daring to look her in the eye.
"Why…don't you go get a shower." She said after a long pause.
You nodded, and hurriedly slipped out of the bed, and padded out of her room, keeping your head down, and your shoulders rounded.
Arya sat, and stared at her paper. She had been reading over an acount of the battle she would turn in, but now she just couldn't work on it.
She looked as comeone knocked on the door, and she saw it open. Revealing the queen. She closed the door behind her, and came, and sat before arya.
Arya closed her eyes, but she felt a hand rest on hers. She looked up.
"Arya, I am so very sorry for what I have done." She said. "I realized that i still do not trust her. As I aw her going inot your room, I could only assume the worst." She said.
Arya took a deep breath.
"Mother, she is my child, and I can't bring myself to trust her. I've slept with a knife under my pillow since she has returned." Arya said ashamed.
They both were silent for a moment.
"Why did she come to you in such a way?" queen islanzadi asked.
"she was scared of the storm." Arya said, letting her quill drop.
Both women felt their shame.
There was a soft knock on the door. Arya looked quickly to her mother, then she stood, and walked over to the door. She opened it, and saw eraon stainding there, her hair wet, and she was dressed in a new tunic. She silently beckoned the girl in, and she quickly shut the door behind her.
Islanzadi waited, and watched as suddenly eraon noticed her presence int eh room. Immidiately she turned the door, and tried it, but it was locked. She was pressed against it, her body shaking.
"Eraon…" arya started. But Immidaitly the child backed into the corner, and sank, down, her eyes, wide, and body shaking.
Arya bent down infront of her, blocking islanzadi’s view, but finally she saw arya coax the terrififed girl out of the corner.
Eraon hid behind arya and held to her tightly. Arya gently coaxed her out from behidn her.
Islanzadi, watched as Eraon trembeled, even as she sat down in the chair furthest from her at the circular table. She watched as the firl immiddiatly put her eyes down,and rounded her shoulders. Her breath was short and quick, and Islanzadi could see a cold sweat about her skin.
“Eraon, I can never say how truly sorry I am for what I did. I acted on impulse not logic…and, its just time like these, war, that we all must be more careful. But in the end, I am still an old fool.”
Eraon had not looked up the entire time she spoke, but she saw her tense posture relax slightly, and she saw a small nod.
Arya looked as breakfast was brought in by a pair of elves. Arya glanced at Eraon to see if the food had any affect on her, and she saw her hands clench tightly. She could only imagine how hungry she would be. Her thin frame nothing but skin and bones, although she did have some muslce, from her traveling, but her body had been soo starved that it had deterioated over the months.
The food was set down on the circular table, and islanzandi bid them adu, before she left with the others to go to a meeting.
Eraon looked at the plate, and silverware set before her, and the dishes of food.
Arya put food on her plate, but slowed to a stop as she saw that Eraon made no move to do anything.
“You may eat eraon.” Arya said softly. Eraon looked up at her, but then looked back down to her lap.
“I don’t know what to do.” She said in a small voice. As arya recalled, from the few memories she saw from Eraon past, that the girl had never been at a sit down meal as this before, and arya saw she had no memorues of using utensils.