The journey of the film and television world is endless [continued]

The next morning, at dawn, Arya decisively rejected the escort that Nina had carefully arranged. Faced with this decision, Nina felt helpless, but still firmly stated that she would silently support her in the City of Thorns. So, Arya resolutely embarked on the journey to the North alone, with only the loyal Nymeria by her side.

Arya rode north along the wide Kingsroad, riding her horse at a swift pace, with Nymeria following closely behind. The giant wolf, as tall as a man, galloped with great momentum, which was amazing, and passers-by were frightened and fled in all directions. However, when they noticed that Arya was obviously dressed as a noble and had no bad intentions, they gradually regained their composure. As for the huge wolf, people just thought it was a huge hound. In this way, Arya and her group walked and stopped, stopped and walked, and the scenery along the way changed like a picture scroll. However, once they crossed the line of Harrenhal, the road conditions suddenly became much worse.

After three days of arduous journey, Arya finally arrived at the intersection of the Kingsroad, the Riverroad and the Valley Road - the Crossroads Inn. She saw the flag flying above the inn from afar, and it felt like everything had changed when she came here again. Arya led her horse slowly into the inn, intending to rest here for a while, recuperate for a day, and then continue on her way. She led her warhorse to the stable, patted the horse's back gently, and then skillfully tied the reins to the stable railing. Then, she took a shining silver coin from her pocket, threw it to the groom beside her, and told him to wash the horse well and feed it the best hay.

Then, she turned around and led Nymeria through the door of the inn. The originally noisy hall suddenly became silent, and everyone silently moved their feet, trying to stay away from her. The proprietress Jenny Hyde approached timidly, forcing a forced smile on her face.

"Sir, I am the owner of this inn. How can I help you?" Jenny's voice trembled slightly. In fact, she was so scared that she was about to cry, but she didn't dare not come. Because noble lords are not easy to mess with, and Aunt Martha's experience is a living example.

Arya looked at the landlady expressionlessly and slammed five silver deer coins on the table, making a crisp sound. "I want the best room you have here. Clean it spotlessly for me, and change the sheets and quilts to new ones. Also, prepare a sumptuous dinner, which I will enjoy later. Also, make a roast lamb for my wolf, and cook it medium rare." Her tone was firm and unquestionable.

Seeing the glittering silver coins, Jenny's eyes lit up, and her tired expression instantly became energetic: "Haha, don't worry, I will arrange it for you right away. Our hotel is the best on King's Road." Jenny stretched out her right hand and gently wiped the table, and the silver coins disappeared without a trace. Then, she turned her head and shouted inside: "Mark! Weeping Willow! You two lazy guys! Did you hear me? Hurry up and work! If you make the noble master unhappy, I will not forgive you, be careful or I will break your legs!"

In the room, Arya quickly packed her luggage and checked carefully to make sure all the weapons were within reach. Then she took out the map from her bag and studied it carefully to determine the next route.

As night fell, Arya came to the lobby of the inn. Jeyne had been waiting there for a long time. She smiled and led Arya to the corner near the fireplace, motioning her to sit down. Arya looked carefully and found that there was a huge dining table in front of her, which was filled with various sumptuous meals. Next to the table, there were three large wooden basins, which contained mutton cut into pieces with bones, and there were bright blood on the mutton. After obtaining the owner's permission, Nymeria excitedly began to devour it. She chewed the mutton with big mouthfuls, and even made a sound of tearing bones and flesh, which made the people present tremble in their hearts.

At this time, people in the inn began to talk about various news. Arya listened quietly, hoping to hear some news about the North or her family.

Just then, a familiar voice sounded beside her: "Ali! It's you, that's great." Arya looked up and saw a little fat man in an apron standing in front of her with a tray.

"I'm Hot Pie! Don't you remember me?" The little fat man smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Arya's eyes lit up. She didn't expect to meet her former escape partner. "Hot Pie! It's really you! Weren't you sold to the Kneeling Inn by the Brotherhood to pay off your debts? How did you end up here?" She stood up and gave him a big hug. The fat boy felt a little embarrassed.

The two chatted and asked each other about their recent situation. Hot Pie told Arya: "I am the chef here now. My former boss inherited her brother's inn, and I came here with her. There are many guests here, and I am very busy every day. Although it is hard, I like this job very much."

Arya couldn't help but feel happy for him. "That's great, Hot Pie. You look like you're doing well." She looked at Hot Pie and noticed that there were some grease stains on his apron and a hint of fatigue on his face, but his eyes were full of satisfaction and happiness.

Hot Pie smiled and said, "Yes, I like cooking very much. Seeing the guests enjoying the food I cooked with satisfaction, I feel very accomplished. Besides, the people here are easy to get along with, and we are like a family."

Arya nodded in understanding. She knew that Hot Pie had always been a kind and optimistic person, and would be loved by others wherever he went.

Then, Hot Pie asked curiously, "Ali, where have you been all these years? I've always missed the days when we were on the run together."

Arya smiled slightly, recalling the difficult time. "I've been through a lot, met some good people, and encountered a lot of difficulties. But I've been working hard to become stronger." She briefly recounted her experiences, including learning swordsmanship and joining the Faceless Men. But she concealed the thrilling story of the assassination in King's Landing. She described in detail what she had seen and heard along the way, including the various people and things she met, and the purpose of this trip.

Hot Pie listened attentively, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes. "Wow, you are amazing! I am so proud of you." He said sincerely.

Arya smiled and looked at him gratefully. "Thank you, Hot Pie. Actually, I miss those days too, and the time we spent together."

The two smiled at each other, as if they were back in the old days. They chatted and enjoyed the delicious food, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.