"What did you just do?" Juan's eyes turned red, his fingertips turning cold. For a second, Arya froze with fear but she recovered quickly, not wanting him to see how scared he made her. She looked up at him defiantly. There was no way in hell she was going to cower in front of this man. She needed to show him she wasn't scared of him.

Her heart was hammering against her ribs, but she clenched her fists to keep them from trembling. She would not—could not—show weakness to anyone again, ...