Ser Jaime Didn't Die Protecting His Queen

In Which Jaime Sees Bran as King

"Come inside" Sansa's voice called from inside her tent, she was writing down on a scroll. They had arrived at the Northern camp outside of Kingslanding.

Jaime cleared his throat and she looked up both surprised and indifferent to see him, he then turned to see Arya Stark by her sister's side, he gave both girls a small reverence and tried to not notice how the youngest reached for her sword.

"King Slayer" Sansa called him by his famous and disgraceful title, he knew she was taunting him, it was clear she had learned a thing or two from Littlefinger. The girl turned to her sister and signaled her to stand down  "what may I do for you?"

"Lady Sansa, I came to discuss a strategy for tomorrow" he began and tried to keep a neutral face, "you told me Jon Snow would be your main priority for the trial. The Targaryen commander will agree on it, your forces surround him and his fleet is not big enough to return to Essos, whatever you negotiate he will take for his people"

He was pleased to see she didn't see him like a complete idiot now, she looked over at Arya for a few seconds, that silent understanding between siblings that he once had.

"What about Tyrion? He is your main priority" She said arching her eyebrows "they won't surrender him, but I will keep my word and ask that he is released. I hope you will understand how there is not much I can do. We will accept their conditions if they offer us peace and give us Jon"

"I know my Lady" he answered "and I am and will be grateful for your plead, but I came here to offer a solution for both peace and Tyrion's life"

"And what may that be?"

"Trial by Combat"

Arya chuckled and Sansa seemed surprised, a smirk appeared on her face "they will not accept a tradition that allows our Gods as judges"

"Who said anything about Gods? We both know how volatile men can be if their strength is questioned. I will see to that, all I ask is for you to allow it"

"And I suppose you will be your brother's champion" Arya suddenly spoke

"Yes"

"I've seen the Commander fight, you won't stand a chance, you are old and your hand won't do much" the girl pointed out, it was a comment meaning to humiliate him, but he knew it was true to a certain point, but if not him, who else would fight for Tyrion?

Sansa looked over at her sister and stood up. Slowly she approached Jaime, she was close to his height, and yet she seemed taller than him. He wondered which sister intimidated him more.
"Are you asking me to allow my brother's sworn sword to fight and die for another cause rather than our own?"

"Tyrion is my brother, My Lady. I would give my life for his" turning to Arya he added "I am aware my best fighting days have passed, but I would do anything for even a chance that he lives, as I am sure you would for your brother"

Arya held his gaze, he then turned to Sansa, her blue eyes were cold and hard, they seemed older than they truly were.

"Have you spoken with my brother about it?" She questioned him.

"I did. He said to tell you both about it, so you could make a decision"

Sansa looked at her sister once more and Arya nodded.
"We will not stop you"  the eldest announced "believe it or not I have respect and love for your brother as well. Tyrion was good to me in our marriage and Daenerys was a threat to everyone. I really do hope you end victorious for his sake"

"Thank you," he said to both of them and turned to leave.

Arya Stark spoke again "Your death will do nothing for your brother, mine, or Brienne"