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Chapter Thirteen: Lannister Threat.

"Cousin," Tyrion Lannister announced approaching Sanira, he had arrived as quickly as he could after hearing what had happened and he knew that there was no way that he could allow people to believe that he had anything to do with this. The news had come as a surprise for him and he hadn't wasted a moment before coming here to ensure no one believed that he was responsible for the attack.

Tyrion didn't know much about the attack that had occurred the day before but he knew that there were many Lannisters still out there not happy with how the war had turned out. The once proud house had been dismantled after the war and only for his quick thinking and change in alliance had Tyrion been able to escape the slaughter that had occurred.

"Lord Tyrion," Sanira greeted with a small smile, she still found herself thinking fondly of the man before her and she was surprised to see him enter her tent after what had happened. Robb had ordered that she remain inside after what had happened and plans were being put in place to travel back to Winterfell as soon as possible. He had no desire to remain here longer than they needed to be especially after such an attack on his wife and eldest son; it would be safer when they returned home and weren't so exposed.

"Your husband looks rather tense," Tyrion mused not blaming the man for a second, he would do the same if anything were to happen to his wife. It had been awhile since his marriage to Sansa had been annulled and he hoped that she would find the happiness that she deserved with someone that would care about her. The nightmare that Sansa had endured while she was held captive in King's Landing had ended shortly after Joffrey had been poisoned but that didn't erase what the monster had done to her before that.

"He plans for us to return to Winterfell in the coming days," Sanira replied with a sigh, it felt unreal that things had become so tense again and she feared just when another attack might occur. Sanira feared mostly for her sons and she couldn't imagine what would happen if something happened to either of them; she would do anything in her power to keep them from harm. Several guards protected the two princes right now and Sanira wished that there was some way that they would be able to draw attention away from the two of them.

"I can't say I blame him," Tyrion mused taking a seat, he helped himself to some wine and he hoped that his presence here would make things better; he was sure that there would be people who would doubt his innocence. It wouldn't matter to them that he had turned against his family after they had tried to have his framed for Joffrey's murder; it didn't help that there were some that still felt he was behind what had befallen the monster boy-king.

There was nothing in this world that he would have given more than to be the one to murder Joffrey but alas he hadn't; no one was truly sure who had poisoned him but Tyrion had his money on the Tyrells. They had just married Margaery Tyrell to Joffrey when he was murdered at the wedding and then had been trying to marry her to a smitten Tommen. Things had fallen through when Tommen had stepped down as King in favor of avoiding more blood-shed and not wanting to die for a throne that he didn't want anyway.

"Has there been any news about who organised such an attack?" Tyrion asked leaning back in his seat and watching her, he had to admit that he had never thought that Sanira would have been suited to being a Queen but it seemed to sit with her very well. From what he had seen of Sanira, she was much more suited to being a good Queen that her Kingdom needed than Cersei had ever been; there was no denying that his dear older sister had been rather bitter by the end.

Tyrion had honestly feared what might have happened if Tommen hadn't descended to stand down as King to Stannis; he had worried that Cersei would do something drastic to keep her power. He wouldn't have been surprised if Cersei would have gone as far as to sacrificed her own children to make sure that the crown hadn't passed on to a true Baratheon. From the whispers that Tyrion had heard about the day that Tommen had signed away his rights; Cersei had been trying to have herself crowned as Queen when Stannis had entered the throne room and needed to be removed by force.

"Apart from the fact that the organiser was a woman… nothing," Sanira said shaking her head, she was still convinced that her mother was behind what had happened the day before. The entire situation was a mess and Sanira couldn't help but wonder what had brought her mother out of hiding after all these years.

It had been at least four years since Sanira had heard any real news about her mother and even longer since she had seen her face to face; there was just no telling what Arlenna had been doing in her absence. It was strange that things were starting to pick up now just when they were starting to deal with the threat that Daenerys Targaryen posed from her home across the sea.

Pursing her lips as she stared down at the parchment that she had been handed to read, Daenerys Targaryen had no idea what to think of the three men that had sent her such a letter. Her plans to invade Westeros and take back what was rightfully hers weren't much of a secret but this was not how she had expected the three who held her Kingdom to respond to a threat to their reigns.

Her fleet were preparing to sail in a matter of weeks and there was nothing that could dissuade Daenerys from her plans to take back what had been stolen from her family, however the letter did give her concerns. There would certainly be a war when she arrived back at the home that she had fled when she was nothing more than a mere babe and she had always intended to return.

She and her brother had been brought up being told that the people back in Westeros secretly prayed for their return. Her brother had always believed such words and so had Daenerys for a time; with each trial that she faced she began to doubt what she had been told and seeing a letter from the three men made her worry.

"How much of this is true?" Daenerys asked handing the letter across to her advisor, she looked down at the delegation that had been sent to talk her out of invading from her throne. Her advisor quickly scanned the letter and frowned for a moment before stepping closer and whispering in her ear what advice he had for her.

Missandei and Grey Worm stood just feet from her side, her trusted friend and body guard weren't ever far from her and she was glad to have such good companions by her side. Daenerys frowned at the words that were spoken in her ear, it was not what she had wanted to hear; the idea of considering entering peace talks with the Houses that had murdered her family was not something that she had ever expected to do.

"I shall consider your masters offers of peace… please allow my servants to lead you to rest," Daenerys offered knowing that she should at least sleep on the offer at hand. The offer to join their council was a good one but it wasn't what she truly wanted not when she knew that she could have the throne.

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