Arya's POV
We stayed like that for some time. He didn't say anything... I was still crying...
Please, my King... Please... Tell me something... Tell me, you are giving me a chance... Please, get me out of this torture...
I clearly saw tears running down his cheeks, still, he was silent...
Then suddenly, he hugged me so tightly...
He buried his face in my shoulder.
I felt the bare skin, that didn't cover with my dress getting wet with his warm tears...
I was caressing his hair gently. I have never seen him being emotional like this...
"I don't know, Arya..." he whispered to my neck...
"I can't even think of what I should do..." he whispered again.
"Stop worrying about anything, your grace... Please give me a chance to prove myself..." I whispered back.
He raised his head and look
