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You return to your bedchambers. The tension between the two of you palpable. Arya is nervous. More nervous than you've ever seen her. Usually she's a rock of youthful, naive confidence.

You just feel excited.

As she walks into the centre of the room, you lock the door behind the two of you. She turns towards you at the sound of the bolt sliding shut.

In reply to her questioning glance, you explain, "we can't have all the young ladies know that I'm making this exception for you! They'd be clamouring at the door for inside information into how a teenage boys mind works. Don't go telling anyone either, that wouldn't do - it would be quite unbecoming of a young lady too, to be spreading rumours and stories."