A/N: Goodevening again! I'm sooo excited for the season premiere tomorrow! How about you guys? Anyway, here's my latest chapter, hope you'll like it! It contains Jon and Sam, Tyrion's trial and a very sweet moment between Alyssa and Oberyn!

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Sam

"I already told you Sam, I'm not going!"

"Gilly, please listen to me! The Wall is no place for a woman!" He begged.

"Why not? Jon is willing to bring Alyssa over here."

He was shocked: 'How did she know that?'

Gilly saw the expression on his face and she knew what he was thinking. "Yeah, that's right. I've heard you two talking. Jon wants Alyssa to be safe so he wants to bring her here. And don't say that it isn't true!" She gave him an angry look.

He knew she was right: for the last couple of days Jon only could think about how he could save Alyssa from the Bastard of Bolton. He wasn't like the old Jon anymore: he was always thinking and whenever he spoke to Sam, all he could talk about was her.

It troubled Sam: Jon needed to focus on the Wildlings. Each day they were marching closer to the Wall but Jon didn't seem to care. Although he was against it at first, he did want Alyssa to be at the Wall. He knew things couldn't work out between them but at least he wanted to know that she was safe.

Sam sighed: "Yes, you're right. But he wants to deal with the Wildlings first because he KNOWS it's not safe for her to be here while they are still marching upon us! He would NEVER bring her here while they are still out there!"

"You don't understand Sam! There are thousands of them out there! They have mammoths and giants! It's not a tale, it's true! You can never beat them, they are with too many! So I'd rather stay and die here than at some place that I don't know! I suggest you tell Jon the same thing if he ever wants to see her again."

He could see the pain in her eyes. Even though he knew she was right, he could not let it happen. 'Now it's time to finally show to my father what I am worth.'

"No Gilly, I am taking you to Mole's Town tonight and you will stay there until we fought the Wildlings. I don't want you to suffer anymore. Pack your things, I'll look for you in a couple of hours. And that's final."

He walked out of the room so she couldn't say anything back. He was afraid she would convince him to stay.

'Where's Jon when you need him?' He thought. He would probably be up in his chambers planning Alyssa's rescue, or he'd be up at the Wall, planning Alyssa's rescue.

Because he needed to clean his thoughts, Sam decided to look for him up at the Wall first. He could already see Jon from a far distance. He walked up to him, shivering because of the cold, but he didn't know what to say. Luckily, Jon started to talk.

"Cold?" He didn't look at Sam, he was still staring at the torches that were getting closer each day.

"Yes, still not used to it. How do you manage it?"

"I don't. I grew up in the North and I got used to the cold at Winterfell but up here? No."

"You're thinking about her again aren't you?" He was cautious, but Jon gave nothing away.

"How's Gilly and the babe?"

"Well, good. The boy is healthy. I'm bringing her to Mole's Town tonight. She wasn't happy about that."

Jon laughed, but still didn't look at Sam. "Women…" was all he could say.

"Yeah… Women…"

Sam followed Jon's gaze. They just stood there for a few minutes, absent minded, but with troubles of their own. Jon was the first to speak again.

"You know what Sam, you're doing the right thing. The only thing that keeps me from marching down on King's Landing and take her with me myself are those people out there." He nodded towards the faint dots of people they were seeing. "I just need to make sure she's safe."

"Aren't you, well, afraid?"

"'Course I am. Afraid that she will get hurt by the hands of Ramsay Bolton, afraid that I will die, afraid that I'll never be able to see her again, to never hold her in my arms again, to never smell the scent of her hair…"

Sam needed Jon to focus on the Wall again. He was a brother who swore his vows. Jon needed to know that there was no way he could take Alyssa Lannister as his wife.

"Jon, you swore a vow. 'I shall take no wife, father no children.' You remember the words, don't you?"

He saw that Jon raised one eyebrow: "Of course I do. And I am a man of my word. The thought of her just makes it very difficult."

Carefully, because he didn't want to hurt Jon, he said: "You cannot safe her Jon…"

For the first time in the conversation, Jon looked at him. "Who says I can't? No, I can't take her as my wife, but I can make sure she isn't going to be the wife of a monster. It's like I've been asleep for a year, and when I woke up, the world's falling apart."

Knowing exactly how Jon felt like, Sam tried to comfort him. "I know Jon, I know. I love her as well. But our place is here. And our duty is to defend the Wall, the Realm. We have to fight for the people we love…"

"Clearly you don't understand Sam. She's the only reason I've left worth fighting for. My father's dead, I never knew my mother, I don't know what's left of my half-brothers and sisters and my best friend, my brother, is dead. The last time I saw him, was at the courtyard back at Winterfell. He said 'Next time I'll see you, you'll be all in black.' I was jealous of Robb my whole life. The way my father looked at him, I wanted that. He was better than me at everything. Fighting and hunting and riding.. and girls… Gods the girls loved him. I wanted to hate him, but I never could. And then Alyssa came into my life. She was the first girl to not pay any attention to him. Gods he hated that. And when he saw her looking at me.. I think it was the first time that he was ever jealous of me. Don't you understand now Sam? She was the first person to notice me, to make me feel like I even existed. I want that back Sam. She made me feel like I do matter. I can't have her harmed."

'So that was it then.. I already thought there was more to it than I knew…"

"But Jon, they will kill you if you desert the Wall."

"I think I've made up my mind. I don't care anymore. I will flee with her across the Narrow Sea and start a life with her, father her children and make her happy for the rest of her life. I want to see the sparkle in her eyes again, kiss her full lips and feel the way that only she was able to make me feel."

"But…"

"No Sam, after I've fought the Wildlings, I'll safe the love of my life."

He walked away and Sam knew that there was nothing he could do about it.

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Alyssa

It was the day before Tyrion's trial. Alyssa was watching how her dear Tommen the King put stamps on the letters her lord father wrote. It was his most favorite time of the day and the smile that was on the little boy's face made Alyssa smile as well.

"You'll have one of your own someday." Her father stated.

"What?" She answered absently, only paying attention to Tommen.

"A son."

She smirked: "Oh yeah of course. Although I think my son with Ramsay won't be fond of putting stamps on letters and playing with his kittens. I think he would rather flay kittens."

Tommen was shocked by her remark and stopped the stamping at once: "That's mean! Don't say that!"

Her father was not pleased with what she just said. 'Like I care, only one day and nothing would matter anymore…'

Tywin looked at her like she needed to look out for what she was saying. "Your aunt only made a cruel joke, Your Grace. I think she is nervous of leaving tomorrow."

Tommen looked sadly up at him: "Does auntie really has to leave? Can't Lord Bolton come up here? I'm sure that there are plenty of rooms left here."

"I'm sorry my love but I need to be with my Lord husband. He will be your Warden of the North someday, I need to make sure he does the right thing. Plus, your Lord grandfather won't be faced with the fact for the terrible mistake he made by marrying me to a man like that." She looked back at her father.

Her father sighed: "Your Grace, I think this was the last letter. I'll ask Ser Meryn to escort you back to your mother. I have to talk to your Lady aunt. Ser Meryn?"

Ser Meryn entered the room: "Yes my Lord Hand?"

"Escort His Grace back to his Lady mother."

"I will, my Lord Hand. My lady." He bowed to them and took Tommen with him.

'Of course he needs to speak with me. I've angered the Lion himself.'

Her father sighed again. "Alyssa, please, don't make it too hard for yourself. I told you to just accept the fact that you will be married soon. Just, for once, listen to me."

"Do you love me, father?"

"With all my heart." He got out of his chair and walked over to her, holding her face in his hands. "You are my little cub and I will let no one hurt you."

"Then why are you hurting me?"

"I'm not hurting you."

"Yes you do. You're shipping me off to a horrible faith and you're imprisoning my brother."

"Alyssa, we've been over this." He let go of her head and turned around to walk over to a table to pour them a glass of wine. "I need you up in the North and I did everything to make sure you'll be safe. Concerning your brother, the punishment will be carried out tomorrow."

"So you already know you will punish him? Even if he's innocent?"

He turned around to face her. "I will punish him with justice."

He gave her the glass of wine. She took a sip of it, but she couldn't enjoy it because it tasted too bitter to her likings.

'He even made sure I can't enjoy wine anymore.'

"I didn't know there was any justice left in this world."

"Alyssa, my love, please. Just trust me. I want to have my old daughter back. Since I've commanded you to stay close to me the sparkle had left your eyes. I know you love Tyrion but justice is justice. I think you may be too tired because you worry too much. Just finish your wine and sleep. It's an important day tomorrow."

She didn't want to finish her wine. She did not want to be in the same room with her father a second longer. She put her glass down on the table and walked over to the door. Normally she would have kissed her father on the cheek before she left but she didn't felt like it now. She didn't look back to face him when he called her name but shut the door behind her and walked over to her own room, which was next to him.

Eleonor was there but she dismissed her instantly. Alyssa just needed to be alone now because she could feel the tears of sadness filling her eyes. She never felt so lonely in her entire life. Her big brother wasn't here now to make her feel better. She was always surrounded by people who she loved and people who adored her and after tomorrow, they would all be gone and she would be trapped up in the North, married to a monster that would hurt her.

'Maybe Cersei and father are right. Maybe I should be with child as soon as possible. At least I would have someone to love…'

But she didn't even know if she could ever love a child who had Ramsay Bolton as a father. Cersei didn't love Robert but she did love her children, even Joffrey.

She smiled to herself: 'But then again, Robert isn't the father of her children. She has children with the man she loves, even if it's our brother.'

For the first time since days, she thought of Jon and her. She hasn't forgotten him, but she was too busy with her family and, well, Oberyn.

'What if I didn't drink my moon tea? Would I be with child? No, it can't be after one time. Even Cersei and Jaime had to bed each other a lot to have just three children. But what if it would? Would that make me happy? Probably, he is the man that I love. I would be exiled of course because I haven't married him and he is base born. Father would probably put his head on a spike.'

The thought of being with child from Jon made her feel slightly happy but picturing his head on a spike only made her feel worse.

'Happy thoughts, Alyssa, happy ones…You're going to need them soon enough…'

She pictured how it would be if he was the trueborn son of Eddard Stark and that their families could get along with each other. They could get married in the Godswood of Winterfell for he worshipped the Old Gods but again at the Sept of Casterly Rock, for she worshipped the New Ones. Her own father would give her away proudly and he would put a Stark cloak around her, amazed by her beauty. They would drink and dance at their wedding feast and he would lift her off the floor at the end of the evening to walk them to their chambers, while kissing her. He would touch her in every possible way and make sweet love to her. He would spill his seed inside her every night after that to get her with his child. The first one would be a boy, Eddard Tyrion Stark, who would inherit his father's black curls but his mother's green eyes. Jon would learn him how to swing a sword and how to ride a horse. The next one would be a girl, Emilia Arya Stark, who would inherit her mother's features but the deep brown eyes of her father. Alyssa would probably spoil her to death and she would fight with Jon when he would find someone who she'll be marrying to.

Knowing that this would never happen, Alyssa felt the tears streaming down her face. She remembered the last time she cried: it was when her mother died. Her father told her that lion's didn't weep. She was able to control herself for so many years but she couldn't take it any longer. She had never felt so unlucky in her life.

She heard someone entering the room and she quickly dried her eyes, afraid that it was her father and that he would see her like this.

"Go away…" She didn't dare to look around because she still felt the tears.

"What's the matter, my sweet lady?" She recognized the Dornish accent.

'Oberyn. Great, now he can see my weak side.'

"It's nothing, you're not supposed to be here.. You should go before my father finds out.."

Because she heard his footsteps getting nearer she got up and walked away from him, she still didn't want him to see her like this.

"Alyssa, I heard you crying. Don't hide yourself from me."

She felt a hand on her shoulder, stroking it softly.

"I'm sorry you need to see me like this."

His other hand was on her other shoulder now, massaging them gently. He gave a light kiss in her neck and whispered in her ear.

"It is not weak to weep my sweet Alyssa, it makes you an even more beautiful person."

He turned her around to look her in the eyes and he dried her tears with his thumbs that were left on her face.

"I hate to see you like this. Please, talk to me." He held her in a tight embrace now.

She could feel the new tears filling her eyes and she couldn't hold them back again. She answered his embrace and cried silently in his arms.

"I just fear everything that will happen tomorrow.."

He kissed her forehead: "You don't need to. I promised you: I will do everything to make sure your brother will be safe."

"It's not just that. I will be leaving North tomorrow to marry an even crueler creature than Joffrey."

He sighed and walked her over to her bed. He put her down on it and rested himself next to her, stroking her cheeks and looking her into the eyes.

"I hold no love for your family, especially not for your father, but I know they love you. They will make sure that you'll be safe."

"So they say. But words are wind, Oberyn. Even though the Bolton's promised, they'll still hurt me. They flay people." She rested her head on his chest, enjoying the comfort he gave her.

"They will never cut into a beautiful face like that. They would be too foolish to do so."

"It's just that.. sometimes I feel like a piece of meat. People just look at me because I have a pretty face and a good body. Of course, I enjoy the attention but sometimes I wish people would see more…"

He kissed the top of her head and stroked her arms, giving her shivers all over.

"Do you know what I see when I look at you?"

"Well?"

"I see a beautiful woman who is loved by millions. Not just because of her beauty but also because of her intelligence, her capability of making people laugh, her wit, her gentleness and her passion. The moment you came into my room to ask me to save your brother, I knew that I was hooked. The way that you love people makes me feel like there are at least some good things left in this world. I will always make sure you are safe as well Alyssa."

He searched for her fingers with his hand. When he found them, he let them tangle with his own.

"Do you promise?" She was aware that she sounded very insecure but she didn't care anymore: he already saw her most vulnerable side.

"I promise." He kissed her head again.

"Oberyn?"

"Yes?"

She looked up to face him.

"Please stay with me tonight."

He took her head in his hands and kissed her lips softly. "I will."

She smiled and rested her head on his chest again. It felt warm and she could feel her sleepiness coming while he put his hands through her hair. Before she fell asleep she could feel his arms tight around her.

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She woke up the next morning to find that Oberyn was already gone. She had expected that: her father told her that there would be a council meeting before the trial and he needed to be gone early to make sure no one would see him leaving her room.

Alyssa yawned and she got out of bed. She ate the breakfast Eleonor had left for her and put on a new dress before she walked over to her father's room. She didn't hear voices which was odd: it couldn't be that late now could it?

Worried, she walked as fast as she could to the Throne Room. The way to it was deserted which gave her an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach.

When she entered the Throne Room she saw what she had feared most: the trial had already begun. Her father was sitting in the Iron Throne with Oberyn at his left and Lord Tyrell at his right. Behind Oberyn were Cersei, Margaery and Loras. Jaime stood in his armor at the right side of the room and in the middle she saw her big brother Tyrion in chains. The sight of it broke her heart.

When her father got sight of her he called to adjourn for now. He got up with the rest of the judges and the people left the court. Alyssa walked over to Tyrion.

"Where in Seven Hells have you been?" he asked her.

"I am so sorry, no one woke me.. How are things going?"

"Oh great. That cunt Trant, Pycelle, Cersei and Varys testified against me. I am wondering how your pretty Prince is getting me out of this one."

"Don't worry brother, we will." She didn't see Jaime anymore but she needed him.

"I'll go and see where our brother is. Take care."

Before he could answer she walked away.

She walked through the corridors but she had no idea where to look. Luckily, she heard her father's voice through a door.

"No he will be punished accordingly!"

"Once you said, family is what lives on. All that lives on. You told me about a dynasty that would last a thousand years. What happens to your dynasty when Tyrion dies? I'm a Kings Guard, forbidden by oath to carry on the family line." Jaime said.

"I am well aware of your oath."

"What happens to your name?" Alyssa interrupted. "Who carries the Lion's banner into future battles? Your nephews? Lancel Lannister? Others, whose names I don't even remember?"

They both turned around to look at her. Jaime looked surprised. Her father didn't. he looked like he already expected her.

"What happens to my dynasty if I spare the life of my grandson's killer?"

"It survives. Through me." Jaime pointed at himself. Alyssa was the one to be surprised now, she saw her father was surprised as well.

"I'll leave the King's Guard. I'll take my place as your son an heir IF you let Tyrion live."

"Done." Her father said simply.

'Gods, why did that man get everything what he wanted so easily?'

"Tyrion will beg for mercy once the testimonies will be concluded. I'll allow him to join the Night's Watch. In three days' time he'll depart for Castle Black and live out his days at the Wall. He and Alyssa can travel together. This will be the last time you two will never turn your back on your family again. Understood?"

Knowing he could change his mind easily they both said "Yes" and left the room. Once they were out there Jaime faced Alyssa:

"Well, that went well didn't it?" He said.

"Thank you, Jaime, I cannot say how thankful I am."

"Yeah, well, things can still change if our smart brother has another outburst. He had one while you weren't there."

The bells rang which meant the trial would continue. Alyssa took her place at the left side of the room, facing Jaime and Tyrion. Alyssa knew Jaime told Tyrion what their father just promised them. She looked at Oberyn who took his seat as well. He nodded at her comfortably, like he was saying that everything was going to be alright. She nodded back.

Her father opened the trial again: "The Crown may call his next witness."

They all heard faint footsteps and looked around. They were all shocked to see Shae entering the room. The look on Tyrion's face was mixed with guild and confusion.

And, of course, once she started talking Alyssa could hear that she had been bribed by Cersei and her father. The whore talked about how they've met and how Sansa would not let Tyrion into his bed. Tyrion even pleaded "Shae, please don't…" But she wouldn't listen.

She finished with: "So he promised to kill King Joffrey for her."

Alyssa knew the trial was over: Tyrion needed to beg for mercy and this would all be over soon.

And her big, brave brother started: "Father, I wish to confess. I wish, to confess." He looked their father in the eyes.

Alyssa and Jaime looked at each other: this wasn't begging for mercy. She started to have a bad feeling again.

"You wish to confess?" Her father stated.

Tyrion turned around to face the crowd: "I saved you. I saved this city. And all your worthless lives. I should've let Stannis kill you all."

The crowed reacted shocked.

"Tyrion? Do you wish to confess?" Her father said.

He turned around to face him again.

"Yes, father, I'm guilty. Guilty. Is that what you want to hear?"

"You admit you've poisoned the King?"

"No, of that I'm innocent. I'm guilty of a far more monstrous crime. I am guilty of being a dwarf."

The room was silenced now. Only her father laughed: "You are not on trial for being a dwarf."

"Oh, yes I am. I've been on trial for that, my entire life."

"Have you got nothing to say in your defense?"

"Nothing but this: I did not do it. I did not kill Joffrey but I WISH that I had!" He turned to Cersei: "Watching your vicious bastard die, gave me more relieve than a THOUSAND lying whores!"

Another shock went through the crowd and Alyssa followed Tyrion's gaze who turned around to the crowd again: "I wish I was the monster you think I am! I wish I had enough poison for the whole pack of you! I would gladly give my life to watch you all swallow it!"

The crowd lost it now: hysterical reactions filled the room. Her father silenced them all: "Ser Meryn! Escort the prisoner back to his cell!"

Tyrion didn't hold back: "I will NOT give my life for Joffrey's murder, and I know I'll get no justice here, so I will let the Gods decide my faith…."

Alyssa knew what was coming. She knew what he did last time when he asked the Gods to decide his faith. She closed her eyes and prayed to all the Seven to stop him, but he didn't:

"I demand a trial by combat."

She sighed before she opened her eyes again. She looked to Jaime, who was shocked and looked like someone had slapped him in the face. Then she turned her face to her father and sister: they looked like they didn't know what to make of it. At last, she looked at Oberyn and she was surprised by his expression: full of excitement and joy.

She really wanted to know what plan Oberyn had to get Tyrion out of this…..

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A/N: That's it for today! An extra-long chapter (: I know I copied some stuff directly from the show, especially the trial, but I wanted to stay true to the story and it was just too damn epic to change it!

What did you think of the sweet moment between Oberyn and Alyssa? And about Jon's plans to safe her?

I am really thinking if I need to let Oberyn live or not. I think he and Alyssa would make a great couple and I am very fond of the bond they have but I also love Alyssa and Jon… What do you think that I should do? You guys make the final decision so please tell me in a review!

Hint for next chapter: Oberyn and Alyssa speak again, Wildings marching up the Wall, and maybe the Red Viper vs. the Mountain. Again, it's up to you how it all ends next chapter!

Have a great week!

x- radicallion.