"Juan," Arya gasped, turning to face him.

"What?" He lifted his eyebrows. "I put him out of his misery like you wanted."

He carried her from his lap onto his shoulders as he stood up. With a nod that said a thousand words to his men, he strolled out of the dilapidated building.

They began to trudge the path they had come only for Juan to suddenly halt in his tracks. He gently put Arya onto her feet and motioned for her to be quiet and stay put.

He trod carefully on the path, making sure to ...