'She fought the urge to touch her face. The swelling from the beating Arobynn had given her had gone down, but the bruises remained. She avoided looking in the sliver of mirror above her dresser, knowing what she'd see: mottled purple and blue and yellow along her cheekbones, a vicious black eye, and a still-healing split lip.'
(i do not know who made the fanart of Arobynn, so if they find this post, sorry. and i, obviously, added text and edited it, i guess. so, yeah.)