Let's Mess Up Everyone [Put on Hold]

Faceless assassin

Bran knew he was going to die as he got closer and closer to the ground. All of a sudden something fast embraced him and he felt sleepy...

In a dark room somewhere in Winterfell...
"Good work, Jaqen" she said to him. "Though I only asked you to kill the king's slayer I suppose you had to kill the queen as well?"
"Yes, mistress".
"My siblings will be devastated of their mother's death, but... oh, well, they'll eventually get over it. You can go now".

The faceless assassin received his reward from the little princess and went on to meet his other client.

"I heard that my mother and uncle is dead. I suppose you want the reward for killing that whore... It's on the desk over there" he pointed towards the table. "Take it and leave. But do keep your eyes and ears open. I might need you another time.

"Glad to do business with you, my prince" Jaqen said to the golden haired boy.

As Jaqen left Winterfell he couldn't help but think how alike those siblings were however there was one difference between them. While one pursued her plans the other tagged along. A smile played on his lips. A Lannister is always a Lannister.