Lone Wolf || Tyrion Lannister

Chapter Forty

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Once Breakfast was over and Anari saw to her duties, mostly keeping close with Sansa and going over whatever they needed too in order to ensure everyone was doing as well as could be expected, Anari finally was able to meet with all of her siblings. They met in Bran's chambers, as that was the easiest place to converge.

"Why are we here?" Arya asked Sansa was curious as well. Though, unlike Arya who was merely questioning what was going on, Sansa assumed the worst, as she was beginning to do. Bran was the only one who had an idea of what Anari wished to discuss.

"I have to go." She stated plainly, not bothering to go around it. It would do no good to put this gently, while she didn't really wish to leave, Anari knew that she needed to do this. "I'm needed in Dragonstone."

Arya and Sansa's eyes widened a bit at that. "You only just arrived," Sansa said, sounding worried. "We need you here."

"You can't just leave us now." Arya agreed. Anari sighed again, knowing exactly what they were going to stay, Bran stayed quiet, allowing his sisters to talk this through.

"Jon will die if I don't go," Anari said. "Bran saw it, he's not taking my supposed death well. I have to go." Arya and Sansa looked to Bran, who looked back without much emotion.

"I've seen it, Anari is needed there. They'll need her council and her strength."

"What about us?" Sansa asked in return. "We need her counsel and strength too." She was worried what would happen should Anari leave. While it was selfish of her, Sansa didn't want to part with Anari again. She felt safer knowing she was there, watching out for her.

Arya had missed her family, while she wouldn't admit it, while she had grown and become more independent, she still felt like a little girl. And Anari was her oldest sister who always looked out for her and who always understood her.

"Why do you want to leave?" Sansa asked.

"I don't," Anari replied. "Do you really think I would leave you all here if I had a choice?" She asked in return, raising an eyebrow. "That I would leave my son if I didn't have a proper reason?" Sansa looked down, feeling like a scolded child. "They need me, for whatever reason, they do. And if I don't go to them, someone will die."

It was quiet in the room, as everyone took in the conviction of Anari's words. The last thing any of them wanted was for there to be more death. They were still at war, though with enemies everyone thought to be a simple story meant to scare children. Jon went because they needed more men to help them fight.

Anari is going because they needed her help. As much as they wanted too, Sansa and Arya couldn't really stop Anari from going. And if Bran saw her there, then she must go. With a soft sigh, Sansa nodded. "Come back to us, okay?" Sansa said as she stood to embrace her sister.

Anari smiled as she hugged Sansa back. "Of course I will." She replied. "Nothing has stopped me from coming back to you." She said quietly. Arya hugged her sister as well. Neither of them wanted Anari to go, but she had too. "Before I go," Anari began. "I have to tell you all somethings."

"What things?" Sansa questioned.

"There are things that I haven't told you yet, because I didn't think it was the right time. But now, I think it's best if I told you." She bid her sisters sit as she explained. "Sansa knows this, but I have no trust in Lord Baelish." Anari began. "My reasoning comes from one event in particular. When father was alive and in the Black Cells, I went to visit him."