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A girl was not ready to become nobody.
A man knew.
But a girl had determination, courage, rage, and a man wanted to see where those tiresome emotions will take a girl in her journey. Oh, a man always knew of a girl’s needs for revenge; it was what drawn a man to the girl. A man saw behind her revenge and ambitions, and knew that a girl can become an assassin, with a silver tongue that lashed out ice, and a sharp sense of reality and fiction.
A man will wait and wait until a girl stripped herself of Arya Stark’s memories.
A girl was growing deadly in her skills, and more poisonous as she slowly became a woman.