Lady of Winterfell

Chapter Nineteen: Tyrion's Gift

"I must say I received a slightly warmer welcome on my last visit," Tyrion Lannister mused looking up at the high table where Robb was sat along with Maester Luwin and Sanira on either side of him. 

He was passing through on his way back to the capital after a visit to the Wall and Tyrion was a little surprised at how at how tense the atmosphere was compared to the last time that he visited. 

Tyrion didn't know what had happened during the time that he had been at the Wall but he knew that Catelyn Stark should have been the one to greet him as was proper not her son and his wife. 

"Any man of the Night's Watch is welcome at Winterfell," Robb stated paying more attention to Yoren than he was to Tyrion, he felt anger bubble within him about having another Lannister in Winterfell after what had happened. 

If his mother was right, then it was a Lannister that had nearly killed Bran and had left him crippled for the rest of his life and he didn't want him staying here. 

Sanira tried not to show how she felt, she knew that if Robb continued to act like this and she hoped that Tyrion wasn't going to rise to the tension that was filling the room. 

"Any man of the Night's Watch, but not I, eh, boy?" Tyrion mused raising an eyebrow at Robb, he was used to being disliked and looked down upon by people but this was something different. 

He had been welcomed into the Stark home last time but this time it was different and Tyrion wanted to know what was happened; he had a feeling that his siblings might have something to do with it. 

It was no secret that they had both seemed a little off when they had heard that Bran was going to live and Tyrion had a strong feeling they had something to do with the boy's fall from that tower that had nearly killed him.

"I'm not your boy, Lannister. I'm Lord of Winterfell while my father is away," Robb replied annoyed that he was being talked down to, he was Lord right now and he deserved respect while he was in that position. 

Master Luwin offered Robb a look knowing that they didn't need the Lannister getting any more suspicious; he didn't like this anymore than he did but they had no idea which Lannister might have tried to kill Bran. 

"Then you might learn a lord's courtesy," Tyrion stated watching Robb for a moment, his attention quickly turned to Sanira who was sat as her husband's side; he had to admit that his dear cousin looked better suited to life in the North. 

He had often sure that she would be married to some Southern Lord that her mother badgered her father into agreeing to and she would have been miserable down there. 

Sanira wasn't built for a life in court and she would be a lot better suited for life in the North, she was very much a Northern lass like her mother was a Southern one. 

The doors behind Tyrion opened and everyone turned to see Hodor carrying Bran into the room, Tyrion couldn't help but stare at the small boy whose life had been ruined in such a horrible way. 

"So it's true. Hello Bran. Do you remember anything about what happened?" Tyrion greeted curiously, he wanted to know just as much as anyone if Bran knew what had happened to him. 

Robb glared at Tyrion, he didn't know why the imp had asked such a thing and he wondered if he wanted to know because he feared that it would implicate someone that needed protecting. 

Bran stared at Tyrion, he hated that everyone kept asking if he remembered anything about his accident; he was angry that this had happened to him more than anyone else.

"He has no memory of that day," Maester Luwin murmured sensing that this could end badly if he didn't intervene, it would not do well for Robb to accuse Tyrion of having a part in what had happened to Bran.