For now she had to retreat and go get something to eat. It seemed like Sansa had found other people to dine with, Queen Cersei included. Arya wasn't interested in stuffy small talk. So the brunette found another section to sit down and eat. She was still worried about her direwolf. She didn't feel comfortable leaving the inn without her but she didn't have much of a choice. The rest of the traveling went by without much event. Having had to leave Nymeria behind, the girl had fallen into a bit of a depression. Sure, venturing to King's Landing could be exciting but she felt more alone now. Sansa wasn't very supportive and her father was busy with King Robert.

All she had to distract herself was the idea of honing her skills with Needle. In her heart, she hoped that Nymeria would show up. As the parade of wagons entered King's Landing, Arya couldn't help but welcome the new setting. It was safe to say Sansa was even more awestruck though. As they had neared the city by the bay, Sansa kept asking random questions about the fashions and customs, her eyes filled with eager light. Arya on the other hand, was interested but kept her own emotions at bay. After all, they were further from home and further from her direwolf.

They pulled up in front of the large castle and everyone got out. A large crowd had gathered to welcome home their royalty. Not many people cared to see the Starks arrive. Either way, everyone migrated into the castle and the three Starks were shown to their designated quarters. The others who had come would get different accommodations. As they began to unpack, Sansa spoke of getting a tour. "Ask your boyfriend." Arya rolled her eyes, her own patience having nearly run out. Being stuck with her sister in a cramped space for so long had its side effects.

"Maybe I will." Sansa smiled as she began to mess with her hair, sitting in front of the mirror.

"You should go too." Ned told Arya as he went to the door.

"I don't want to. Why can I go with you?"

"I have to meet with everyone here, I'll be back tonight. Sansa, keep an eye on her." The man said and headed out. Arya took a seat at the table and couldn't help but let her expression fall. She didn't want a tour of the castle. She would much rather find her own way around. And she especially didn't want to hang out with Joffrey and Sansa. Gross. Sansa came out into the main sitting room and the two girls headed out to figure out where Joffrey was. Arya lingered behind her sister as they walked around and were soon directed to where Joffrey was, as it seemed, speaking with his mother. Sansa and Arya waited in the hall as one of the guards knocked and announced their arrival. When they were given permission to enter, they did.

"It's so beautiful here." Sansa commented politely. "I was...was wondering if we could have a tour your grace." Sansa said nervously. "Our father has stepped out for the rest of the afternoon...if you're tired and need to rest, we understand."

Arya looked from her sister to the blondes in front of her, hoping a tour was out of the question, it meant she could sneak off and do something of actual interest.