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

Jaime cleared his throat and she looked up both surprised and indifferent to see him, Arya Stark was also inside, he saw her reach for her sword

"King Slayer" she called him by his famous and disgraceful title, he knew she was taunting him, she had clearly learned a thing or two from Littlefinger, the girl turned to her sister and shook her head to stand down "what can 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 for his freedom, I hope you will understand how it's out of my power. We will accept their conditions if they offer us peace and give us Jon"

"I know My Lady" he answered "and I am grateful for your word, but I actually 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 added with an amused tone.

Sansa looked over at her sister and stood up, she was close to his height and yet she seemed taller, she had her way with being the center of the room, 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" and turning to Arya 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 asked

"I did, he said to tell you both about it and make a decision"

Sansa looked at her sister and the other girl nodded.

"We will not stop you" she finally told him "believe it or not I have respect and love for your brother as well, he was good to me in our marriage and Daenerys was a threat for everyone"

"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"

He felt lack of air but repeated "He is my brother, My Lady, I would give my life for his"

The representatives of the Houses and Lordships gathered in a circle, Lady Sansa sat in the middle with both her siblings at each side, the North had been the one to convocate the council. Jaime took a seat next to Bran and Brienne, he had never seen or at least did not recognize members of the other Houses, he knew Dorne was now ruled by a distant cousin from the original Martell House, and that Willas Tyrell was now the Lord of High Garden, he had never seen him personally but he had heard that he couldn't walk, his chair had a likely resemblance to Bran's.

Tyrion and Jon were thin and pale, they clearly hadn't seen sun in a long while, the so called Greyworm pulled them in chains roughly and fast, Jon could hold up but Tyrion kept falling down, he was being humiliated, Jaime had to look away before his impulse drove him out of his plan.

"You asked for a fair trial" Greyworm spoke directly to Sansa, ignoring the rest of the Houses "here are the prisoners, we want no war, tell your army to retreat and let us leave, Jon Snow is yours"

"Peace is our main priority" Sansa began "we will always remember how you defended the 7 Kingdoms from the dead, for that we will pardon your deeds in Kingslanding and allow you to take the rest of your army back to Essos unharmed. The two prisoners will be liberated and delivered to us"

"No" he spoke again "Tyrion Lannister will be executed"

Jaime looked over at Sansa, she had promised to ask for Tyrion's release as well, if she wouldn't do it he would, he was about to talk himself when Bran put a hand on his arm, Sansa spoke again.

"May I remind you the complete destruction of a city filled with civilians and the killing of an army who had already surrendered?" Her voice was higher and her tone as hard as steel "Tyrion Lannister might have executed your Queen without holding a proper trial, but her deeds deserved no more than that justice."

"Justice?" Greyworm spoke again and walked towards Jon Snow, he pulled him to the ground, making him fall to his knees, half of the council stood up in protest, Greyworm continued ignoring the offense "He agreed to fight for Queen Daenerys, and he helped killing her"

"Touch him again and our conditions may change" Sansa spoke, she then looked to Jaime and nodded.

He was already standing and with his hand on his sword "Greyworm" he called "we all want peace here, you have already been offered a safe exit of Westeros, let Tyrion Lannister's life not depend on that deal"

"Then what?"

Tyrion's voice was low and rough but he managed to start protesting.

"Trial by Combat" Jaime finally said ignoring his brother. A murmur ran through the council, he could feel Brienne's eyes on his back, but he continued "let a duel decide his fate, your best fighter against one of our own, if we loose you will get the life you wanted as a punishment for your Queen's death, if we win, you will surrender both prisoners intact. Peace and a safe travel to Essos are secured in both cases"

He could see Greyworm was filled with hate and resentment, but he said nothing.

"If you win we both die" Jon Snow suddenly spoke

"Jon!" Sansa began but he stopped her

"I am as guilty as Tyrion Lannister" he continued "I was blinded and couldn't stop her in time, if he dies so do I"

"We accept" Greyworm suddenly answered "both their lives, I will fight"

Jaime nodded, now he carried double pressure, he would do it, he cleared his throat "I -"

"I will fight" a voice interrupted, drowning his.

He turned to see Arya Stark, she pulled out her small sword and walked towards him.

"No" Jon spoke again "I will"

"You are too weak, we want a fair fight" she told him and as she walked to the center she passed Jaime "sit down King Slayer"

No one else said anything, perhaps Jaime had been ready to give his life but Arya Stark seemed the best chance after all.

Jaime took his seat, and turned to Brienne, she wouldn't look at him.

"I knew it" she suddenly whispered "I knew you would do something like this"

"You did?"

"You and your brother keep risking your lives for eachother, Gods, you are so stupid, and even more so for not telling me"

He almost smiled, once again he was alive, he reached for her hand and she surprisingly took it.

Tyrion and Jon where taken to a corner, both guarded by two soldiers of the Unsullied and Jaime and Gendry.

In the center of the place Arya and Greyworm prepared themselves.

"You are such an idiot" Tyrion suddenly told him "you were safe and risked your life for mine?"

"You saved me, I couldn't do otherwise for you" he answered

"You idiot" Tyrion repeated

Gendry's breath had begun to shake, his gaze glued to Arya "She will be fine" he said out loud "she killed the Night King, there is no one with better preparation than her"

If he said it to confort Jon or to himself it didn't matter, everyone took it as hope, Jaime saw Sansa, she appeared calm but he noticed her fingers fidgeting.

Greyworm began the offense, his movements were fast and precise, each blow a killing one, except Arya saw all of them coming and evaded them almost with ease, she taunted him by low blows or too high ones, it appeared as if she danced.

She managed to cut through some skin on his right leg, he pushed her back making her fall, as he stroke for her chest she moved just in time.

"I can't watch this again" Tyrion muttered but he didn't look away.

With one jump she was back on her feet, he managed to cut her on the right arm and shoulder while she kept aiming at his unprotected legs, with one blow he attacked from above and with one even faster she kicked him right in the chest and cut his side, his weapon flew away as he fell on his back, Arya stepped on his chest and pointed at his neck.

"Let them free" she ordered and pushed the sword closer to his neck "order your men to let them free"

He didn't move at first then he reached for her leg trying to throw her off her balance, she quickly cut a side of his arm and torso "you will live, order your men to free them, and yield, last chance"

He yelled in a language Jaime didn't understand and the Unsullied soldier took Jon's and Tyrion's chains.

Jaime and Gendry both drew their swords prepared for a fight but the soldiers broke the chains and stepped back.

Greyworm must have yielded in a whisper because they couldn't hear him.

Arya stepped back "I accept your surrender"

Samwell Tarly stood up and went to Greyworm's side to help him.

Jaime and Gendry guided Tyrion and Jon back to the council.

"We still have to discuss what will happen to the Seven Kingdoms" Sansa spoke "that is if you both feel strong enough, the King in the North needs to have a vote"

"Or the Targaryen heir" The Dornish prince added "we received a letter informing us of your parentage"

He looked tired or at least more than usual, he took a seat in a spare chair as Tyrion did.

Yara was the one to break the silence "The Iron born had an alliance with Daenerys Targaryen, we answered to her as Queen"

"So did Dorne under the name of Ellaria Sand" the Dornish added

The name of that woman made a knot in his throat, he could still remember Myrcella's hair scent as she died in his arms.

atmosphere had become hostile and with tension in a way the duel hadn't. Sansa knew better than to interrupt the Lords, the war might have been over but peace seemed too far way, both Dorne and the Iron Islands were against them, sure they had Riverrun, the Vale and Casterly Rock but High Garden would be the one to make a true difference, he couldn't believe they had promised Bronn to give him the responsability of such territory.

Willas appeared young but he had the good judgement of speaking at last after reading the room "High Garden has both serve an alliance with the Lannister's and Targaryen's and both have proved to become a later threat for us, we stand with none but hope to reach peace at last"

"What do you propose then?" The Knight of the Vale asked in an amusing tone, the true Lord was just a boy who did no more than sit and observe.

Willas ignored him and turned directly to Sansa "You sent a letter for the council, I was going to ignore it and have you solve it until I saw you quote a private conversation I once had with my grandmother, that is the reason I came"

"You also said something of great importance for Dorne" the prince added "aside from peace, we wanted to seek for this wisdom you sent us"

"That was not me My Lords" Sansa told them "it was my brother, Brandon Stark"

Everyone looked at the boy expectantly, some even stared at his chair unimpressed.

"He traveled beyond the North of the Wall and learned unimaginable knowledge" Samwell Tarly suddenly spoke to present him.

Edmure Tully laughed, Jaime didn't understand how could that man even be related to Catelyn Stark.

Bran ignored him and finally spoke "Each of your territories has lost resources and people, the Winter might not come for you but you need to unify your forces rather than serve your own House, or your people will suffer"

"And I suppose you will force the man who betrayed Daenerys Targaryen to be the King, or perhaps even her killer" Yara spoke again

"No" Jon began, his voice rough "the King must be someone who is capable of acting for the greater good"

"And who may that be?" the Dornish man asked "you ask for the impossible"

"There is someone" Jaime began, everyone looked at him as if he had just said the most outrageous thing, but he continued "there is someone who was capable of forgiving the man who crippled him for the greater good, a man who wishes no riches or glory but to follow the course of things, someone just and wise, someone worthy""

Bran Stark" Tyrion completed "the wisdom himself"

"What proof do you have of what he says?" The Knight of the Vale asked

"I vouch for him" Sansa told him "he knows and sees everything My Lords, it is true"

A murmur ran across the people, most of them laughed or made a snarky comment.

"You knew what my Grandmother once told me about an alliance" Willas broke the tumult, his face serious "how did you know about that?"

"I saw it" Bran simply said "I saw her send you to safety before the Lannister army arrived to get a hold on High Garden, I know your army has decreased by thousands and that your House only stands for its harvests, you've already seen that it will last a year, and your people have grown poor and hungry, they have begun planning an attack and you have no way of defending your House"

Willas had turned pale but tried to hide it, the rest just stared at them.

Bran continued "if you traded your grain for soldiers, both you and the Vale would be safe, the Iron Islands have ships and are the best woodcrafters, Riverrun would be a safe passage and an opportunity for commercial matters, Dorne has always exported the required goods so they should be offered equally. You need eachother"

"And you would ensure it?" Willas asked him "if we asked you to see to it, would you?"

"I would"

Jaime smiled "My Lords and Ladies, as representatives of territories we should all vote for the King. Casterly Rock supports King Brandon Stark"

"So does High Garden"

"Riverrun"

"Dorne"

"The Vale"

"Tarth"

"Horn Hill"

"The Storm Lands"

"The Iron Isles"

Everyone looked expectantly at Jon he had not said a word since, Sansa reached for his arm, he slowly turned to the rest of the council.

He took a breath and spoke "I learned that I am the heir of the Targaryen house, I leave Dragonstone to Ser Davos Seaworth"

Ser Davos was surprised but immediately added Dragonstone to the the alliance.

"What about the North?" Tyrion asked him

Jon looked at Sansa and smiled "The North knows no King but the King named Stark. The North has always been yours Sansa, I will step aside as King and leave you as the true Queen in the North, the decision is yours"

Sansa had never looked so confused in her life and at the same time her eyes had never shined brighter, it was as if life had returned to them.

"What is your call, Your Grace?" Tyrion asked her with a smile

Sansa turned to Bran "You know I love you, but the North is a vast territory capable of sustaining itself, it has fought for it's independence and will not bow anymore to anyone"

Bran, who was incapable of smiling suddenly did, perhaps it had been the smallest of gestures but Jaime saw it "Very well Your Grace"

Jaime cleared his throat and spoke with great pride "All hail Bran the Wise, King of the Six Kingdoms!"

A.N. Did I just rewrite a whole scene? I did, next chapters will be Jaime and Brienne centered again but I just had to fix this. Thank you for reading :)