"Goldcloaks. They attacked the group, and Yoren was slain. I... I saved some of the prisoners when I fled, tossed them an axe so they could free themselves before the fire reached them. One of them was in Harrenhal when I wound up there. He..." She shook her head, realizing just how insane it all sounded, "He was a Faceless Man. He helped me to free some imprisoned northmen, and gave me a coin that would give me safe passage here on any Braavosi ship. I didn't know if I wanted to go. I still thought I could get to Winterfell... while I was travelling, the Hound found me. He intended to bring me to the Twins, ransom me back to you and mother, but by the time we got there and I slipped away from him to go and try to find you myself..."

She trailed off, staring at the rough-hewn planks of the floor, trying to will back the sudden, hot tears that were threatening to spill.

"If he hadn't caught me again I'dve gotten inside. I'd probably be dead... He tried to ransom me to our Aunt at the Eyerie, and then was headed to Riverrun when we were unable to reach her. But there was a fight on the way and the Hound was injured, fell from his horse not long after." The longer she spoke the more she could put off the tears that she knew were waiting for her after she stopped the ones she'd been fighting against for what seemed like forever now. "I took the chance and ran. There was a Braavosi ship in Saltpan, so I used the coin there."