Arya was feeling... religious...

Arya pulled her brother along whilst holding his hand, giggling like an idiot as Bran enthusiastically let her guide him. From a distance, they looked just like two silly children playing a game. The girl supposed it was not far from the truth, though the game was far from something silly. Once they were outside the castle, the grey-eyed Stark was careful to not let them be seen together as they crossed through the courtyard. Approaching a familiar section of their ancestral home, Arya heard her brother make an observation.

"This place again?"

He was referencing, of course, the godswood. For thousands of years, the Starks dedicated the sacred grove for prayers. Though lately it seemed this generation of Starks dedicated it for their shagging.

"It's quiet and empty, and we didn't really finish what we were doing there last night." Not to mention that it'd been there that she had first started exploring her... womanly side as her brother's lover.

"We sure didn't." Her younger sibling chuckled.

Soon they found themselves deeper and deeper within the woods. The greatest and largest oaks and sentinels surrounding them. The sun barely gracing her skin with its light past all the foliage. Arya stopped once she decided that they were well hidden from everyone and everything. She was surprised to find out she was out of breath, though the lady dismissed it once she saw her brother in similar state with his heavy breathing. When their looks met one another, Arya simply chuckled for no reason. Her ears hearing Bran do the same as if to not leave her alone.

"Well," she listened him begin, "I await milady's next command." Arya watched her brother mockingly bow for her.

As if to partake in the playful act, the girl replied with a pensive expression. "I must be so blessed by the gods to have such a strong and honourable knight obey me. How could such a warrior best serve me?"

"I did have a few-" Her brother was about to suggest but was interrupted by the sound of other people's voices. Arya equally froze for she too recognized to whom those voices belonged.

Her younger sibling following her lead, the Stark spied from a distance. Her eyes went wide when they confirmed what she had heard.