Lyanna Stark the second

Chapter 12

Today is the king's name day I heard that Tyrion was to becoming and standing in as hand of the king while Tywin fights. I pace the roads nervously if the king finds out it will be more flogging for me.

"Lady Stark What are you doing on the roads alone?" I look up and see the imp.

"Tyrion! It's been awhile I'm glad to see you." I say happily.

"May I offer my condolences for your fathers death." The little lord says carefully.

"Thank you Tyrion, it's nice to hear, sadly I can't usually accept condolences with Joffrey around, now will you introduce me?"

"Lady Lyanna this is Bronn and some other fighters I doubt you care about."

"You know me so well my lord anyways nice to meet you Bronn and others shall we go to the brats name day? I hear it's as bloody as ever... if we're luck I'll even get flogged a recent passivity of mine I'm sure you've heard."

At the arena I see a huge puddle of wine and something else that I don't know. I look at Sansa and walk up to her.

"Are you okay?" I ask

"I'm fine Lyanna, how are you?" Sansa looks at me with worried eyes.

"A bit sore but I'm fine, I've had worse." I say lightly shrugging off her concerns while taking a glass of wine. I wince at the wine it's not my favourite. So I grab the servant and get him to get me some ale.

"Lyanna we have some matters to discuss." Tyrion says I wrinkle my forehead.

"It's about your brother and his rebellion please." I nod slowly and then start towards him.

"Your going to leave on my name day?" The king asks. I curl my hands into fists.

"Your uncle has requested my assistance, I do believe that my brother is still winning the war?" I smile bowing slightly.

"What do you know of your brothers campaign?" Joffrey calls standing up.

"He is my brother, my twin, if anyone knows what he's thinking it's me." I growl. The king starts laughing. I stand my ground proudly with my head held up high.

"Well your lucky Lady Stark, apparently you reap what you sow on your name day for the rest of the year. So I will be merciful." I bow.

"Thank you your grace, I'll see you tomorrow no doubt that's when I'll get my punishment." I say while walking off with the Lannister. Once we were out of the parties hearing range I sigh.

"Your nephew is a cunt." I say like I was discussing the weather. Bronn laughs. "What is it Bronn?"

"What would your mother say if she heard you?" He inquires still laughing.

"Oh that's easy. 'Lyanna Stark! That is not how a lady speak about any one especially the king no matter who he is, even if we're trying to kill him.'" I quote with hands on my hips and a disapproving look on my face. Tyrion smiles and shakes his head.

"Lady Stark, What are we going to do with you?"

"I already know what the brat will have done to me. So surprise me!"

"You are awfully happy for someone in your position."

"What else do you want me to be Tyrion? I can't afford to be like my sister, red eyed and meek. I need to become what I truly am. I am a Wolf, and I will fight to get back to my pack."

"So do you think that you could send a letter, to your twin and negotiate a peace?" Bronn asks. I look at him and then set up a bucket.

"My good sellsword, this was the peace with the North, the king and my father were brothers in bond." I start I hop up on the ledge and sit. "When the king died, the bucket of peace was shoved closely to the edge, then the new king took my father's head and then..." I shove the bucket off of the ledge and it falls to the ground below and shatters. "Chaos, if you want more of that department Pyter Baelish is your man, he runs the best whore house in the city." I say dully.

"Lady Stark please, just go rest, you have a long day tomorrow." Tyrion says.

"Your right I should, but you should know me better then that Tyrion. I'm going to the tavern to sing, tell anyone who will get angry that i'm in my room and am not to be disturbed." Tyrion sighs

"Have fun Lyanna, don't get caught." I smile gently and run off to my favorite tavern to sing songs for the public once again.

While I was walking home from a rather successful night of singing. I was walking towards the orphanage to give them some gold, but i see some lannister guards walking with a definite purpose towards my destination. Curious as to why I slowly walk and try to blend into the crowd. I peek through the window and see the men pulling out the children whom I've suspected to be Robert's own bastards. The next thing I know the gold cloaks are killing the children. I back away from the window and run towards the keep, but then an armed hand stops me.

"Lyanna? What are you doing out here?" I see Finn who was standing by the gate looking relaxed.

"They... the Lannisters are killing the old kings bastards, all of them even the babes." I say out of breath.

"You never answered my question."

"I was singing at the tavern, like I usually do, then I was going to give some of the money to the orphanage but I saw the gold cloaks they went and started to kill some of the children." I swallow the lump in my throat and Finn gently smile and then lets me into the keep without another word.