Chapter 42: Do You Believe Me?

BRAN

He shouldn't be in here.

He really shouldn't be in here.

But he didn't want her to die. She was still his only hope of getting to his sister—although with every day that passed, be was beginning to second guess that fact—and if she died, then he might as well kiss any hopes of reuniting with his sister goodbye.

And that just couldn't happen. He wasn't going to fail her as he had failed his parents.

So he told himself that he was just going to see her for himself and make sure that she was still breathing. Only then would he leave.

And that was exactly why he found himself sitting on the chair on the far end of her room. From his spot, he had a direct line of sight to her bed, so even if he didn't really want to look at her, he had no choice but to.

Her small form lay curled on the bed under the sheets and he assumed that the maid had tucked her in. She was curled into herself in a defensive pose that he knew very well. It was one that men used when they were defending blows f