'Seven Hells' thought Eddard Stark as he sat in his cell. It wasn't comfortable to sit in a Black Cell in King's Landing accused of Treason against the crown with an injured leg. He would repay Jaime Lannister for that the next chance he could. Him and Littlefinger, and Cersei, and Joffrey, and all of those who were responsible for the death of his household and his imprisonment.

What had happened to him was that he had learn that Joffrey, Tommen, and Myrcella Baratheon, were the bastard children of Queen Cersei and Jaime Lannister, the Queen's brother. Ned Stark did not know at all that the children were not actually Robert Baratheon's when he first arrived at King's Landing, not precisely. He at first was only investigating the death of Jon Arryn, Head of house Arryn and former Hand of the King, a title that made one the second most powerful person in the Seven Kingdoms. When he was first told of Jon Arryn's death, he thought it was a sad thing.

But he never suspected that he was murdered by the Lannisters when Lysa Arryn, sister of his wife Catelyn Stark, sent an encrypted message to Winterfell. So Ned, Jory Cassel, Septa Mordane, his daughters Arya and Sansa, and several of his Household left for King's Landing.

When he arrived, he with the help of Petyr Baelish, aka Littlefinger, started investigating Robert Baratheon's bastard children, for that was what Jon Arryn was investigating before his death. From Gendry the blacksmith to Barra the whore's daughter, Ned didn't understand what seeing Robert's bastards would do to get Jon Arryn killed. It was only after his eldest daughter Sansa told Ned and Arya that Joffrey was more Lannister than Baratheon. When Ned Stark looked into the Baratheon History, he found out that all Baratheon children in the male line all had dark hair, where as all King's, or rather Jaime Lannister's children had golden hair like their parents. Ned confronted Cersei about it and ordered to leave so as when he told Robert, he wouldn't kill her and the children. But she didn't leave, and things just got worst.

Robert was gorged by a boar on a hunting trip and was dying. Ned, not having the heart to tell his dearest friend such heinous news, did not tell Robert about Cersei and Jaime's incestuous affair. As he layed dying, Robert named Ned protector of the realm, giving him authority over all of the seven kingdoms of Westeros until his heir becomes a man. When Robert died, Ned decided to reveal Joffrey's parentage and name Robert's oldest brother Stannis as the true King of Westeros. He, along with his household guards and the Gold cloaks Littlefinger hired to help relieve Joffrey of his throne. When Ned showed the last will of Robert Baratheon to the court, Cersei ripped up the will and Joffrey ordered his men to kill his men and arrest him. He was ready for battle, but the gold cloaks turned on Ned and killed his men as Littlefinger held a dagger near his throat, he would never forget what Petyr told him as his men were being butchered.

"I did warn you not to trust me"

That was probably one of the wisest bit of advice got when he got to King's Landing. After he was brought to his cell in the Black Cells, Lord Varys told Ned that Sansa was in the Queen's care, Arya was no where to be found, all of his household that he brought were killed, and that his oldest son Robb Stark was riding to war to free his father and relieve the Riverlands from the Lannisters destruction with all of the North behind him.

And now here he was, Eddard Stark, Head of House Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North, accused of treason for attempt at taking the crown, lay in the corner of dank cell.

"Gods help me" said Ned to himself.

If he was getting any help, he didn't know where to expect it. The only people who Ned could consider trustworthy(As far as trustworthy go's) at King's Landing was Lord Varys and Barristan Selmy of the Kingsguard. But Selmy was honor bond to serve Joffrey, no matter how much of little piece of shit he was. And Varys, no one but Varys knew what Varys was thinking.

As Eddard Stark slowing drifted into his sleep, his mind raced through all of the regrets and mistakes in his life. Sansa doomed marriage, Robb taking responsibility at such a young age, Arya disappearance, Bran being a cripple, Rickon being too young to understand it all, Jon Snow at a miserable life at the Wall, Cat's worries over him, his father's and brother's and sister's death during Robert's Rebellion, Theon Greyjoy being a hostage for his father's actions, the possible murdered of Daenerys Targaryen, the state of the realm, even beheading the Night's Watchmen that stated that White Walkers have return.

And so he drifted into his sleep... for one minute.

"Wake up Neddy"

Ned was being shaken by some man outside his cell. When Eddard Stark opened his eyes, he expected to see one of his gaelors or Lord Varys or even some Lannister men in their red cloaks to inform of his beheading.

What he saw was not what he expected.

He was a man than wore silver robes all over his body that covered everywhere, with blue at the end of his sleeves and brown around the frame of his hood, with boots and gloves as black as those in the Night's Watch. He wore the sigil of the lion on the left breast of his robes, though it was different from the ones the Lannisters wore. What disturbed Ned the most about this man was the fact that even though he held the torch up to his face, he couldn't see what was under his hood.

"Who are you?" asked Ned.

"Your help dumbass" replied the man.

"Why would I accept the help of those who serve house Lannister?" asked Ned bitterly, days of imprisonment getting to him.

It was only when the man tilted his hooded head that told Ned that he was confused.

"Why would I... Oh the Lion Sigil. I guess that would confuse so one around these parts. Do not worry Eddard Stark, I do not serve the Lannisters or anyone else in this terrible castle"

"Then why wear the Lannister Sigil?"

"This isn't their sigil, this is the sigil of my master"

"Your master?"

"Yes Ned Stark, and if Tywin Lannister ever met him, he would piss himself" said the man with a laugh.

Ned stared at the man while he was thinking. He was thinking if he could trust this man. Ned never saw him anywhere in King's Landing or in Winterfell or anywhere. How could he trust a man who simply appears out of nowhere and declares himself a friend.

"If that isn't the sigil of the Lannisters, who's is it?"

"It belongs to my Master, the son of the Emperor-beyond-the-sea and the watcher of worlds" said the man with a quick laugh.

"I have never heard of the Emperor beyond the sea, or any son"

"That's because only certain worlds know of that title"

"Worlds, what are you-"

"Shush, no spoilers Lord Stark"

Ned was growing frustrated with this...man.

"If your here to free me, do it now before the gaelors come and make you a head shorter"

"My Master put them to sleep with a simple breath"

"You speak in riddles"

"No, no riddles Lord Stark. My Master put them to sleep because he himself knows the ways of magic"

"Magic? Is he a red priest from the free cities, or is he a warlock from Qarth"

"No Lord Stark, my master isn't from the free cities. He and myself are from another world" said the man as if it was plain fact.

"What are you-"

"Hang on Lord Stark, my Master approached" said the man as he shifted slightly to the left. When Ned looked at where the Man's master was approaching, he heard no mail or armor clanging or boots making sounds or anything that Ned would hear from his previous visitors. Then Ned saw something approach from the shadows. And if Ned was a much younger and more foolish of a man, he would of scream because the figure that approached the man was a lion bigger than any lion Ned has ever seen.