flayersdaughter:

flayersdaughter:

She glared at him, but that was all she could do. She had to obey, she had spent enough time in the slaver’s hands to get obedience beaten into her. Then they turned around and sold her at top dollar, since she was a noble born lady before getting caught by them after all. She stepped closer to him then got on her hands and knees just fuming with anger and frustration that she no longer had the right to refuse being treated as a slave.

She had been cleaning while he slept figuring even if she left they would only find her at it maybe worse, hell there worse men she could have been sold to. She paused in her cleaning and brought him his cider.

Axel gave her a small smile as she brought his cider to him, he knew that she was trying her hardest to be something she wasn’t which was a slave. “Sit.” he commanded her as he took a sip of his drink. 

flayersdaughter:

flayersdaughter:

She glared at him, but that was all she could do. She had to obey, she had spent enough time in the slaver’s hands to get obedience beaten into her. Then they turned around and sold her at top dollar, since she was a noble born lady before getting caught by them after all. She stepped closer to him then got on her hands and knees just fuming with anger and frustration that she no longer had the right to refuse being treated as a slave.

She took his snoring to be a sign she could risk moving and try to work out a way in her mind to get back home and away from this life as a servant.

Axel slept for a few hours, just curled up in his chair. As he woke later he stretched and yawned before looking around for her. “OI! Slave! Cider now!” HE called out as he ran his hands over his face. 

flayersdaughter:

flayersdaughter:

She glared at him, but that was all she could do. She had to obey, she had spent enough time in the slaver’s hands to get obedience beaten into her. Then they turned around and sold her at top dollar, since she was a noble born lady before getting caught by them after all. She stepped closer to him then got on her hands and knees just fuming with anger and frustration that she no longer had the right to refuse being treated as a slave.

She shifted slightly to ease some of the pain in her knees and back. She glanced at him trying to decipher if he was really asleep and if she could risk moving and get up and away from her new master.

Axel was dead to teh world by now and if Morgan wanted to move he would not have an issue with it, he had just made her kneel down like that to show that he was the one in charge and not her. He had started to snore pretty loudly which was normal for him once he was in a deep sleep. 

flayersdaughter:

the-solitary-monster:

“No…I don’t believe I am one of his supporters…” He said as he stood up from the log he was sitting on, his axe over his shoulder as he looked at her. “Should I know who your father is?:” Axel asked her as he began to move over to Morgan.

flayersdaughter

This man unsettled her enough to head back home to her bed, she didn’t need to get grabbed by the Ironborn to even out the playing field for them. Maybe she could visit the old Bolton crypts under the Dreadfort to see her trueborn brothers tomb.

He had thought about following her to make sure that she was okay but he didn’t want to be stopped by any of her guards if they were around or the fact that she may turn around and attack him as well. But as he sat there and watched her walk off he couldn’t help the feeling in his gut that something bad might happen to her. He got up and put his axe over his shoulder before jogging after her.