The Faceless whore

The small dark hair girl look up at you. "Who are you? You're not one of my brother soldier."

Her hand immediately slipping around needle pulling it from her sheath. Her little sword came out and pushing up against your neck.

"Now tell me what are your business being here." She said.

You smile. "Well my name isn't important, but what is. I can control you Arya Stark. I can make you into one of my cumdumps. I could make you lick Sansa pussy while I fuck the shit out of your tight pussy."

Her sword press more into you, she not shock at hearing her name coming from your lips. "If you had those type powers, you weren't allow me to hold a sword to your throat."

"Come on faceless whore." Her face turn from seriousness to a look of surprise. "Hand me your little sword and let me give you my."