Chapter 10: Baffled

I nearly killed her.

Jon stared at Racy but the girl never noticed it.
She was busy doing her chores in Jon's chamber. Since that day, when Jon Snow almost took her life, she kept her distance from him. She had avoided the young Lord's presence. Whenever he was near, she would kept herself busy with things. She feared she would trigger his anger towards her again if she wouldn't be careful with her every actions.
But Jon had really noticed her aloofness towards him.

What am I thinking! She was still a daughter of a traitor and she's a schemer,too! Why would I be troubled with her! Of what I did to her, she was worthy of it!.

He reminded himself not to pity the girl. He  brushed his hand through his curly hair and stood from his table. He deeply sighed as he looked at Ross Bolton's daughter,a once pampered, and born with a silverspoon in her mouth young lady, was now the lowest rank servant in Winterfell.
"Racy Bolton."
The girl was startled when Jon called her name. She unintentionally dropped the rough cloth she had used to scrub the floor. Fear started to arise within her.

Would he hurt me again?
She frightenedly asked herself.
"Y-yes, Lord Snow? D-do you need anything?"
Her voice trembled and she uttered the words in a stuttered way.
"Go to Tarly's chamber, and tell Sam I need to speak with him in private at once."
He commanded her in a very cold tone.
She swiftly bowed her head in a graceful manner.
"As you wished, my Lord. I w-would be right back with Lord Tarly with me."
Her stutters never stopped. When she pivoted towards the door she had suddenly stumbled on the floor.
Her cheeks...