I want to make sure word traveled about Lysa's death. I mean, it would, wouldn't it? The guards would surely speak and the towns people would hear about it. So which makes us come to Sandor and Arya first in this chapter.

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News

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Arya and Sandor spent their next day sleeping and talking to the inns people. Sandor had decided they would stay there for a few nights to give the horses a rest. But it was late in the afternoon on their second day there that Sandor went down to get wine when he heard a few men talking to the innkeeper, "Aye, a terrible thing and to trip no less! Well, I say it was murder."

Sam, the innkeeper, replied as he cleaned the tables, "Don't go spreading that rumor around, you fool. Lady Arryn, may the Gods keep her, was a quiet woman of the Vale. I'd be worried about that son of hers." Sandor walked to them, "I heard you lot talking. What happened to Lady Arryn?" Sam sighed, but the other men saw Sandor's face and backed away, "The woman tripped through her own sky door. Fell right through and is dead." Sandor growled and pushed past him, grabbed some wine and ran upstairs to Arya's room. He did not knock and just ran through, "Girl, we got a problem!" Arya sat up in her bed and yelled "For fucks sake, can't it wait?"

He closed the door, "Your Aunt is dead, wolf." Arya frowned, "What? Dead?" Sandor began to pace her small room, "Aye, dead. Now what am I to do with you? Why does your family keep dropping off like flies?"

Arya said nothing and watched him pace before she whispered, "We can always go to Braavos." Sandor stopped and growled, "I'm not taking you to Braavos with me! I'd rather be killed by my own horse than go to the free cities with you." Arya whined as she stood, "But I told you, I have friends there and once I find them, I'll be away from you!"

"Friends! Ha. You've never even been to Braavos, you brat." Arya did not feel like arguing anymore, "How did she die, then?" Sandor began to chuckle, "The woman tripped through her own sky door, they are saying. But I heard another say it was murder. You think your cousin finally got tired of her whining and her tit?" Arya made a disgusted face, "Whatever happened, we don't have to go there now. So, what do we do?" Sandor thought for a moment and then looked at her,

"We'll stay here for a few more days and before then, you best start thinking of where I can drop you."

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Alayne looked at herself in her long mirror and mumbled, "This dress is hideous." The handmaiden standing behind her bowed her head, "It was a gift from your father, my La-" She stopped and realized she was about to call the bastard girl "my Lady". Alayne turned around, "You don't have to call me that. You may call me by my given name." The girl bowed her head and curtsied, "I shall leave you to dress."

Alayne shook her head and looked at the dress she wore once more. It was dark blue with fur around the neck and at the ends of the sleeves. The hood on her back was trimmed with fur as well and she was hoping he had gifted her this so she could wear it outside in the snow. There was a knock on the door, "Enter." Alayne turned as the door opened and saw her father, "Father, come in." Petyr smiled, "You look beautiful, Alayne."

She smiled when he said that, "Thank you. This dress is-well-lovely." Petyr chuckled, "Sansa likes the dress, yes?" He watched her slowly nod, "Come here, child. Your strings are not tied right." Alayne grabbed the bed post and turned, allowing him to pull on the dress strings in the back and tie them.

"Oh!" She gasped as he pulled on a pair of strings, "Sorry, my girl." Alayne nodded and when he finished, he leaned against her, "I want to speak with Sansa." Sansa thought it was strange to go back and forth between her two persona's, but she needed to keep safe. She was still holding onto the bed post and felt him lean closer, "Petyr?" He smiled and whispered, "The council is here and I will need you to stay in your chambers until nightfall." Sansa turned around then, his face close to hers, "To keep me safe?"

"To keep you safe, Sansa." She smiled when he repeated her words and she suddenly thought of Robin, "But what of Robin?" Petyr frowned and backed away, "He will be dealt with, do not worry."

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Tyrion sat upon his horse next to Shae, who sat upon her own mare of white. They watched as Bronn went to speak with someone about the nearest port and ship to the free cities. He looked at her and whispered from under his hood, "Why are you doing this? You could easily be killed by doing this since you testified against me." Shae looked at him and smiled, "I want to make it up to you. I was a stupid fool for doing what I had done, but understand I was afraid."

Tyrion want to respond, but Bronn rode forward, "Next port is not for another few days ride. He says from there we can catch a ship to go across the Narrow Sea to Braavos or Pentos. Your choice, my Lord." Tyrion cringed, "Do not call me that while we are here. But I suppose we can go to Pentos since it would be a shorter journey." They both nodded until Shae questioned, "What about Sansa? She is still gone and somewhere out there." She gestured to the woods in front of them, but Tyrion shook his head and sighed, "Sansa is missing, yes. But my brother has sent Brienne of Tarth and Pod to find her. No doubt the two will eventually find her alive and well. I know Sansa and I know she will put up the fight she has been holding in."

They began to ride and Bronn snorted, "Poor girl deserves to slice a few necks of whoever took her." Tyrion smiled, "Sansa is not a killer, not yet anyways."

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Cersei sat idle in her chambers, listening to the chatter of the gossiping towns people below. The sun was to set soon and still they have not found her imp of a brother. There was a knock on her door, but she did not answer it. After the second knock, the person entered, "Your grace, the Lord Commander is here to see you as you've asked." Cersei turned around and faked a smile, "Thank you, Ser. You may return to your post at the King's side."

Jaime stepped into the room and listened to the door behind him close as he watched his twin sister pour herself a glass of wine.

"You've not come to see me in the past few days, dear brother." Cersei looked at him and gestured to the wine and fruit on the table, "Help yourself. The Gods know we could all use a bit of wine these days." She walked to her bed and sat upon it as she watched Jaime, who did not move from the doorway. He finally spoke after several moments of awkward silence, "You called for me, your grace?"

"Your grace, he says." She spoke bitterly, "You think of me as nothing more than the dirt on your boots. I've seen the way you've looked at me throughout our brothers trial. You look at me with-with-"

"With hatred? Yes, I do. I look at you as though you are a Queen that has given herself too much power. You were going to kill our brother, Cersei." She stood then, "Yes, yes I was and you wouldn't have been able to do a thing about it."She drained her glass and walked to the table to set it down, "Where were you during his escape?"

Jaime looked at her, studying her movements and he saw her tense, "I asked you a question, Lord Commander." Jaime stood up straight, "I was patrolling the west halls as I was told to do." Cersei nodded and turned around, leaning against the wine table, "Yes, just as you were told by father, correct?" She did not wait for an answer, "How is it that you did not hear the screams of the handmaiden?" Jaime sighed, "Cersei,-"

"Answer me!"

He looked at her and growled, "I did, you fool! I ran across the bloody castle to make sure you were alright, but when I came to your chambers you were gone. I heard you screaming for the guards to search the grounds and so that's where I went." Jaime knew his lie would hold up for her if he mentioned his worry for her safety, and he was right. "Don't you dare put me on trial in your own chambers for something I did not do." Cersei sighed, "I'm sorry, Jaime. I-Just go." She turned away from him and began to pour another glass of wine, "Cersei,-"

"I said you were excuse, my Lord." Jaime bowed his head to her back and walked to the door, but as he reached for the handle, he heard his sister whisper, "He always looked up to you, you know. Our imp brother looked up to you as a father figure and I was kept in the shadows. He's never liked me and I never liked him. I will find him, Jaime, and he will pay for what he did."

Jaime did not reply but quickly left the room and shut the doors behind him.

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Persistent knocking made Alayne sit up in bed, rubbing her eyes as she yawned. She groggily stood and wrapped a robe around her as she walked to the door and opened it. As soon as she did, the person outside pushed himself in, "Alayne, pack a satchel."

Alayne watched her father light a lantern on her vanity and begin grabbing gowns, stuffing them into a bag. Alayne wrapped her arms around her body, "What are you doing? What is wrong?" Petyr looked at her and placed his hands on her shoulder, "It is not safe for you to be here. The council has begun to question me about you and should you stay here, no doubt they will try to find out who you really are." She frowned, "I don't understand. They-"

"They will find out who you really are, Sansa!" At that, Sansa stopped pretending to be Alayne and she was tossed a warm gown, "Hurry up and put that on with some riding boots. You leave in ten minutes." Sansa nodded and went behind her screen to dress and when she finished, she handed him her robe and night shift and watched him throw them in the bags. As he did that, a tall man she had never seen before walked into the room, "The men and horses are ready, my Lord." He looked at Sansa and eyed her from head to toe. Petyr handed him her bags and whispered, "Put these on her horse and wait for us."

As the man left the room, Sansa finished putting on her boots and was handed a cloak, "I don't like that man. He looked at me just as Joffrey looked at me." Petyr snorted, "He looked at you as every man looks at you. Now put on this cloak and hold onto my arm, we must make haste." Sansa was shaking as she tied on her cloak and took his arm before he pulled her down the halls and steps of the Eyrie. When they finally reached the men and their horses outside, Sansa counted four men on horseback and a black horse awaiting her. It was the middle of the night and the only thing lighting their way were lit torches on the path to the Bloody Gate.

Sansa looked at Petyr, "Now what?" Petyr sighed and placed down his lantern, "Listen to me, Sansa. I promised you I would keep you safe and I will. These men, I trust with my life. There is an inn near here by a few miles. You will reach there by late morning. You are to stay there with these men until I come for you. I cannot risk them finding out who you are." He had whispered everything to her so the others could not hear. She gasped as he leaned in and kissed her jawline, "Remember, you are Alayne Stone, bastard daughter of Petyr Baelish." Sansa nodded and he helped her to her horse, but before he got to it, she saw a large bundle on the back of one of the horses, "What is that?"

Petyr looked at it and when he did not answer, Sansa gasped, "What have you done?"

"I had no other choice. The boy would have just been in the way. Do you want to go back home, my dear?" There was no sympathy in his voice, but Sansa looked from the bundle that held Robin's body then to Petyr, "How will you cover it up?"

"He was poisoned by a handmaiden. Now, get up there." He helped her mount her horse, "These men are paid handsomely by me and will do as I command. No one will speak of this." He grabbed the reins of her horse and whispered, "And when you return, I have plans of making you Lady of the Eyrie." Sansa looked down at him, "You would step down as Lord?"

"No, I would take you as my wife. Think of it as payment for all I've done." Sansa bowed her head and was afraid to protest, "Now all of you go!" Sansa's horse was tied to another and once they took off, she could not do anything except hold onto her horses reins for dear life. As they rode away, Sansa looked back and watched as Petyr stood there for a moment, watching them before he turned and walked to the castle.

Sansa was frightened once more as she rode away with strangers. But little did she know that she would be coming across those she had not seen in a long time. Those that would truly help her.

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I wonder who she will be meeting up with! :P I think we all know. I hope you enjoyed.