Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

27. Arrest

'Wake up your missing the fight.' Bronn said barging into Tyrions tent.

'What are you doing? What do you want?' Tyrion questioned drowsily, an arm still wrapped around a whore named shae's naked body.

'You are sleeping through the war.' Bronn told him

'What?'

'They got to jump on us in the night they already are approaching.'

'Get my squire.'

'You don't have a squire.' Bronn called leaving the tent

'If I die.' Tyrion told her as she lay back against the pillow 'weep for me.'

'You will be dead how will you know?' shae reminded him before falling back asleep

'I will know.' Tyrion said as he armored up

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'I'm alive?'

'you're alive.' bronn agreed

'Did we win?'

'we wouldn't be having this conversation if we didn't.' Bronn reminded him

'how did our tribesman do?' bronn nodded over to the tribesman beating an opposing soldiers already on the ground 'well its nice to see them getting along.' Tyrion noted.

'You're wounded' Tywin noted riding up to Tyrion.

'How good of you to notice... I hear we won,' Tyrion said laying on a wagon

'The scouts were wrong they were 2000 stark banner men not 20,000' tywin said atop his white horse.

'Did we get the stark boy at least?' Tyrion questioned

'He was not there' tywin spat.

'Where was he?'

"With his other 18,000 men,' Tywin said riding off

'And where are they?' Tyrion called after him.

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'I am Eddard Stark. Lord of Winterfell and Hand of the King." Ned looked to sansa, he would never get to tell Josie of her mother, Lyanna's secret would die with him. His daughter would make a better Queen than Joffrey he already knew it, but here he stood, lying to save himself so that he might be able to tell her, to live for sansa and Arya, for his sons. If he survived would it even matter if he told Josie? Joffrey would be king, Ned would have declared him the rightful king. Going back on his word... what would that make him? Who would believe him anyways?

Ned pictured it now. By the way my bastard daughter is not a bastard, she is one of the last Targaryen's born of Lyanna stark and Rhaegar Targaryen... that would go over well, not. Ned let out a sigh as Sansa's eyes pleaded with him.

"I come before you to confess my treason in the sight of gods and men. I betrayed the faith of my King and the trust of my friend Robert. I swore to protect and defend his children. But before his blood was cold I plotted to murder his son and seize the throne for myself." the crowd started yelling at him again, some throwing rocks at his head.

"Let the high septon and Baelor the blessed bear witness to what I say. Joffrey Baratheon is the one true heir to the Iron Throne by the grace of all the Gods, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, and protector of the Realm." The crowd once again started yelling at him. Sansa looked to Joffrey hopefully.

"As... As we sin..' pycelle continued seeing Joffrey loving the attention. 'So do we suffer. This man has confessed his crimes in sight of Gods and men. The Gods are just but beloved Baelor taught us they can also be merciful. What is to be done with this traitor, Your Grace?" Pycelle turned to Joffrey. Joffrey waved a hand settling the crowd.

"My mother wishes me to let Lord Eddard join the Night's Watch. Stripped of all titles and powers he would serve the realm in permanent exile. And my Lady Sansa has begged mercy for her father." He turned to look at Sansa, she smiled just slightly. "But they have the soft hearts of women. So long as I am Your King treason shall never go unpunished. Ser Ilyn, bring me his head!" With that the crowd erupted into cheers. Sansa lunged forward but Sandor grabbed her, keeping her back. Ned looked to sansa again, an apologetic look on his face. As the sword was brought above his head, a single motion, swish, it was through his neck. Ned's head lay on the ground. Joffrey smiled down to it. Cersei stood confused as Sansa sobbed for her father, pulling at sandor's arms.

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Josie was in Ashford when she heard the murmured of Ned starks arrest. She couldn't breathe she needed to get to kings landing.

But it was too late she made it to High garden by the time her father was killed.