FIRE AND ICE - ROBB STARK X TARGARYEN OC

The Mountain vs Red Viper

Petyr Baelish is testifying before a tribunal consisting of Lord Yohn Royce, Lady Anya Waynwood, and Ser Vance Corbray.

"You have foreign blood, don't you, Baelish?" One of the lords asks Baelish.

"A great-grandfather from Braavos, yes. I suppose all of our ancestors came from somewhere else originally." Littlefinger tells him.

Lord Royce however tells him "Our forebearers settled the Vale thousands of years ago. We've fought off invaders ever since."

"The beauty of the Vale is matched only by the nobility of its great families. Lady Arryn often told me that you were her rock, Lord Royce." Baelish tries to groveller but Royce is having none of it instead he insults Baelish.

"She told me nothing about you, Baelish. But I didn't need to hear from her. Moneylender. Whoremonger. You've been licking Tywin Lannister's boots so long, it's a wonder your tongue's not black."

"My lord..." Littlefinger tries to defend himself but Royce interrupts him.

"And when Jon Arryn named you Master of Coin, no one cared. Always been a grubby job. Why not let a grubby man do it? But when I heard you were lurking here, fawning over the Lady Arryn..."

"Lady Arryn invited me. She and I have been close since childhood." Baelish tries to defend himself.

"Yes, we all know how close you were. Lady Arryn's predilections were her own affair. Her death is our affair." Lady Anya tells him this time.

"Of course. Her suicide shattered us all." Petyr agrees.

"She was an odd fish. Everyone knew that. But suicide? She adored that boy of hers. I don't see her abandoning him. Not by choice." The woman ponders.

Royce then continues by stating "Strange that within days of your arrival, you've married Lady Arryn and she's fallen through the Moon Door."

They rebuff Littlefinger's explanations in favor of speaking with the only other witness, his "niece," Alayne who enters the room.

"Come closer, child. You have nothing to fear from us or him. Lord Baelish here is your uncle? Your name is Alayne? Perhaps you would feel more comfortable if Lord Baelish left the room." Lady Anya tells the girl.

"My lady..." petyr tries to interfere.

"He can stay." His "niece" says

"Speak up, girl, you're not a damn kitchen mouse. Tell us what you saw." Royce orders her.

She then turns to Littlefinger, " I'm sorry, Lord Baelish. I have to tell the truth."

She then turns to the council "I'll tell you everything."

"Please, Alayne, leave nothing out." Lady Anya asks.

"My name is not Alayne. It's Sansa Stark, eldest daughter of Lord Eddard Stark. Lord Royce, we met when you came to Winterfell. You were escorting your son Ser Waymar to the Wall." Sansa revels her real identity.

"Sansa Stark? You tell lies right to my face, you little worm?" Royce insults her.

"Lord Baelish has told many lies. All to protect me. Since my father was executed, I have been a hostage in King's Landing. A plaything for Joffrey to torture or Queen Cersei to torment. They beat me, they humiliated me, they married me to the Imp. I had no friends in King's Landing...except one. He saved me. Smuggled me away when he had the chance. He knew I'd be safe here in the Eyrie with my own blood, my Aunt Lysa. The Lannisters have friends everywhere. Even the Vale. He made me swear not to tell anyone my true name." Sansa told them.