After Jon sent out the raven to King's Landing, Arys spent one horrifying day thinking that Daenerys wouldn't let her travel, and she wouldn't get her pardon. It took all of her self control to try and calm herself down. The pardon was one of the reasons they were going and all of them being together was important. She just needed to calm herself enough so she could wait for the raven. Arya found herself wondering if Gendry would be coming back to the North even if they were pardoned. The idea of going to Storm's End for an extended amount of time didn't bother her. She loved Edric, Mya, and Bella so much, and she really enjoyed riding through the Stormlands trying to outrun a storm and how beautiful it looked while watching the sun from the top of the tower. Her family wouldn't be happy that she stayed, but they would understand that Gendry needed time and Arya wasn't going to be away from him. She refused to believe that this wasn't going to end with them together one way or another. They'd been through hell and Arya was sick of it. She wanted her life back.

The raven arrived nearly a sennight later and Arya just wanted to know what it said. Her bags were packed and all she wanted to do was go south and she never thought she would say those words again. They met in the solar as Jon and Val looked over the scroll. They glanced at each other and didn't say anything and that was about the last of Arya's patience.

"Well? What's going on?" she asked.

"We've been formally invited to court at King's Landing and Queen Daenerys humbly requests that you join us, Arya," Jon replied and Arya breathed a sigh of relief. "She also requests that Theon join as well since Queen Yara will be there and that Sansa is welcome to come as well."

"I'm your Hand, I need to stay here," Sansa said quietly.

"My daughter is his heir," Bran said and everyone turned to look at him.

"Bran and I do pay attention," Meera said with a smirk. "We can look after things until the four of you get back. We need a united front down there and staring down you four will be a wise thing."

"No one is afraid of me," Bran said.

"My love, everyone is very afraid of you just not for the reasons they are afraid of your siblings," Meera replied. There was a beat of silence as Sansa blinked and she glanced at Theon. They seemed to have a silent conversation before they nodded. Everyone left the solar so they could begin to pack.

The ride down to King's Landing was strangely calm considering what was at stake but there were also plenty of distractions such as the way Jon and Val were acting around each other. They smiled and touched each other a lot more now and there were certain sounds coming from their tent that Arya really didn't want to associate with her older brother. However, he looked so happy that Arya couldn't really blame him. She wondered if this was how Jon felt when he first saw her with Gendry and realized that she found someone that brought her inner peace. Jon seemed to have found someone to bring him inner peace and Arya couldn't fault him for that.

By the time they got to King's Landing Sansa was a little pale and clutching Theon's hand so hard that Arya thought she was going to break his fingers. Theon, to his credit, didn't say a word and let Sansa break his hand. He kissed her temple and whispered to her. Arya got off of her horse and climbed into the carriage with her sister. The two of them had bad memories here and Arya let Sansa break her hand too. It was fine and it was a thing she was more than willing to do for her sister.

Missandei was waiting for them when they arrived and Arya remembered the last time they were here. It was too similar and it made her nervous but she couldn't let that show. Not when Sansa was having such a hard time just being in the city right now. Missandei bowed deeply to them and actually looked rather pleased to see them.

"Your Graces, I hope that we will be seeing each other under better circumstances this time," she said.

"As do I," Jon replied.

"I'm afraid I must escort you to your rooms. We are keeping the kingdom's separate for the moment until we have court and figure out the next move so we can keep peace throughout Westeros," Missandei said.

"Are the Tully's here?" Val asked. Edmure was part of the Crown and he could be mingling with the people that wanted him dead.

"Yes but since Lord Tully's was recently injured he and his family are resting in their rooms until it is time for court," Missandei replied which meant that the accusing Houses and the Lannister's were separate from the people they were trying to kill under the guise of diplomacy. Missandei smiled once they were all in the room and folded her hands in front of her.

"Her Grace requests that you keep any important personal belongings on your person for now," she said. "I'll come by in a little while to bring you to court. Your Graces." Missandei bowed and walked out of the room. Arya took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing heart. Sansa didn't appear to be faring much better right now, but at least they were all together. Jon put a hand on Arya's shoulder and squeezed it.

"She wants us to hold onto what we have for now," Jon said, and he was purposely as vague as possible. You never know who could be listening when it came to the Red Keep. Jon had all of the documents, including the translated papers, with the key that Davos made. He was still in the North but would sail down as soon as he got word that the Baratheon's were in charge of Storm's End again. There was a little food in the room, but Arya didn't want to eat, and she nearly jumped out of her skin, where there was a knock at the door. Missandei smiled and gestured for them to follow her.

The Red Keep's throne room looked just as it did the day that the trial ruined her life. Arya felt Sansa reach over and take her hand as they walked in. She wasn't sure if Sansa was trying to comfort her or if Sansa was looking for comfort herself, but Arya would take the grounding presence of her sister. The Baratheon's were nowhere to be seen, but Arya knew that them being alive was the biggest piece of evidence that they had. The rest of the accusing Houses and House Lannister were all present along with the Martell's from Dorne, who nodded politely. Yara here as well, and it was evident that it was purposely set up to make sure that everyone was separate. Every House had a banner with their seel in front of where they were sitting.

"Thank you all for coming," Daenerys said from the iron throne, and she stood up. Quentyn sat back and let Daenerys control the room "A year ago, we sat in this room and had a trial, and now that a year has gone by, I would like to revisit the terms of the sentence that was handed down. We also have some other matters that need to be handled. Is that an agreement for everyone?" There was a soft round of "yes's" and Daenerys smiled as she looked at Yara. "The Salt Queen Yara Greyjoy, please step forward; I believe we have some matters to discuss."

"That we do," Yara said and purposely didn't use Daenerys' title. Arya didn't have any information implicating House Velayron, and they were going to cover the Ironborn attacks first. "Queen Daenerys, you have accused my people of reeving along the coasts of Westeros, and I am here to deny that claim. No ship of mine has stepped foot into a settlement to reeve since we made our original treaty so long ago on Dragonstone."

"I see," Daenerys said. "I would like to believe you, Queen Yara, but do you have any proof aside from your word and the word of your men?"

"The word of myself should be enough, but no, I do not," Yara replied.

"Then it's a good thing we found a witness that could help clear up this entire matter," Daenerys turned to Missandei and nodded. Arya noticed for the first time that despite the tone of her voice Yara was confident like she knew that this was going to happen. Missandei walked a little girl out into the Red Keep. She looked afraid with her dark brown hair in a messy braid. She couldn't be older than five. "During the latest staged Ironborn attack, little Elemy was found among the wreckage of her home." Now Lord Velayron was looking a little nervous as he shifted in his seat. Both Yara and Daenerys looked at him in the corner of their eyes but said nothing. "She is a witness to this attack, and I would like to ask her what she saw." Daenerys got down from the throne and walked down to Elemy's level. She knelt down and smiled. "Hello, Elemy."

"Hi," the little girl said in a quiet voice, and Sansa's hand tightened around Arya's.

"Are you comfortable? Have you gotten enough to eat?" Daenerys said, and Elemy nodded. "Good, I'm so glad. Now, I'd like to ask you what you saw the day the bad people hurt your mommy and daddy. Can I talk to you about that?"

"I already told you," Elemy replied, and Daenerys took both of Elemy's hands in her own and squeezed them.

"I know, but all of these other people want to know what happened," Daenerys said. "You got a look at the crest of the people who were hurting your family, yes?" Elemy nodded. "Could you point to that crest?" Elemy blinked and then pointed to the seahorse of House Velayron. Lord Velayron immediately stood up in a huff, and Elemy nearly hid behind Daenerys.

"Your Grace, what is the meaning of this?" he demanded.

"I would like to know the same thing from you, My Lord," Yara said carefully. "Why are you trying to frame my men? Why are you trying to trick your Queen into attacking the Iron Isles? We have a witness who just implicated you and my word that my men are not attacking Westeros. What is your word worth, My Lord?"

"Yes, Lord Velayron, why are you trying to implicate Queen Yara and her men? Why are you trying to push me toward war?" Daenerys asked as she tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. Arya could practically hear Drogon outside like he was about to burst into the Red Keep at any moment. "Your House has always been fiercely loyal to mine, so I would like to know why you would betray me like this? Does it have anything to do with the new ships you appear to be making? New ships for a new navy if my alliance with the Iron Isles is broken."

"Your Grace-"

"Please, sit, now, My Lord," Daenerys said, and Velayron immediately did as he was told. Daenerys turned and whispered to Elemy that she did a good job, and Missandei took the little girl's hand and led her away. As soon as Elemy was out of sight, the smile faded, and Daenerys looked out at them with those eerie purple eyes of hers. "Next item of business is the attempted murder of Lord Edmure of House Tully. Lord Tully, you are still injured from the attempt on your life, but please tell us what happened."

"Yes, Your Grace," Edmure said. "I was in Riverrun when someone dressed as one of my guards attacked me in my locked solar. I managed to kill him, but I was severely wounded. I was saved by King Jon and Queen Val who came to warn me that there would be an attempt on my life."

"Did you also bring the document I asked you to bring?" Daenerys asked. Edmure nodded, and one of Edmure's guards handed Daenerys the papers. "This is the will of Lord Edmure Tully that names his son Medgar as his heir with his mother, Roslin, serving as the Lady of Riverrun until he came of age. My Lord, what happened next?"

"Lord Bracken arrived without notice," Edmure said, and Lord Bracken sat up a little straighter in his chair. "My wife attended to him, but it was strange that he had arrived since I was due to visit him to see why he was suddenly spending so much gold to buy new things." Daenerys nodded and glanced at Jon.

"Queen Val and I were there, and we had our suspicions about why House Bracken would arrive so suddenly. While the Lord was preoccupied, I had a look in his saddlebag and found a new will from Lord Tully that named him as the Lord Regent until Medgar came of age," Jon said as he stood up and handed Daenerys the fake will. He didn't mention the correspondence with the Lannister's yet, and Arya could only assume that implicating a Great House would be something they did last.

"Lord Tully, is this will fake?" Daenerys asked.

"It is," Edmure said as he glared at Lord Bracken. "And I would love to know why one of my Houses was carrying a forgery will right after I was nearly killed."

"Lord Tully, I was just coming-" Lord Bracken tried, and everyone began to talk over each other. It went on for a moment, and Arya could see Daenerys getting angrier and angrier.

"Silence," she yelled. "I have learned some rather disturbing things about the people under my rule, and I intend to get to the bottom of them today." Daenerys glared at all of them, and the Red Keep was entirely silent. Quentyn was watching all of this unfold with a smirk like he was watching something very amusing, which wasn't discerning at all. "King Jon, Queen Yara, I consider us united in this. Please join me." Jon and Yara both walked forward, and the three of them stood together, and none of them looked very happy. "Lord Royce, thank you for coming today. You believe that your former Lord Robert Arryn was also attacked and murdered the same way that Lord Edmure was attacked?"

"I do," Lord Royce said, and Lord Redfort was paling. "When the attack on the Baratheon's happened, Lord Robin got nervous and wrote a will. I was there when he signed it, and I watched him tell me that he believed that I would be the one to keep the Vale safe if something happened to him."

"What happened next?" Jon asked.

"Lord Robin got sick very suddenly, too suddenly, and he died in pain. His will was found, and Lord Redfort was declared the heir despite having almost no contact with Lord Robin before that moment."

"What is this will-" Lord Redfort said.

"Is this the will you found that you said was fake?" Jon said as he pulled it out of the bag. Redfort looked like he was about to pass out now, and Arya smirked.

"It is," Royce replied.

"Your Grace, I didn't-" Redfort started, but a single glare but Daenerys and he shut up immediately.

"The first attack in this plot was against my own kin, Lord Edric Baratheon, Lady Mya Baratheon, Lady Bella Baratheon, and Ser Gendry Stark. The attack made against them knew that it needed Ser Gendry in the same place as his siblings without any of his Northern allies. That is why all of you insisted on the trial a year ago and why you insisted that he stay in the south while banishing Princess Arya to the North. Lord Connington, you stand accused of attempted murder on House Baratheon," Daenerys said as Jon pulled out the will and handed it to Daenerys. "This will has been deemed a fake; how do you plead?"

"You have no proof of anything-" Connington cut himself off and frowned. "Attempted?" Daenerys narrowed her eyes and nodded to Missandei, who opened a door. Edric, Mya, and Bella were all dressed in black and gold, looking like the fine Lord and Lady's that they were, while Gendry wore Northern colors. Their wounds were better, but they were all clearly injured, and everyone gasped as they walked in. Connington stared at the four of them like he didn't know what to do with himself.

"My cousins and the remaining members of House Baratheon are alive after a plot that nearly took their lives," Daenerys said. "Lady Asha Greyjoy and Princess Arya Stark sailed west to find the east side of Essos to prove the world is round and bring them home after a horrifying ordeal that has scarred them all. Lord Edric, is this your will?"

"It is not," Edric snapped as he glared at Connington. "I named my sisters and then Ser Davos as my heirs. Lord Connington was never mentioned at any time."

"I confess!" Connington said he ran forward and threw himself on the ground. "Please, I confess, I'll tell you everything if you grant me mercy, please!"

"Mercy," Edric spat out as he glared down at Connington. "If you had harmed me alone, I might have granted you mercy, but you harmed my sisters and my brother, and I do not take kindly to people hurting my family and taking what is mine."

"Lord Edric," Daenerys said as she placed a hand on Edric's shoulder. "What could you possibly give us, Lord Connington? I appear to have all of the evidence I need against the accusing Lesser Houses."

"We didn't work alone," Connington said, and Arya watched as Lord Lannister sat up a little taller. "We worked together to force you into the trial, but we didn't do this alone. We had help from House Lannister. They funded the entire plot!"

"How dare you," Lord Lannister said as he stood up and glared, but Daenerys was ignoring him. She stared down at Connington.

"You would testify against all of your fellow conspirators in this plot if you are granted mercy?" Daenerys asked.

"Yes, I'll tell you everything," Connington begged. "Please, Your Grace, grant me mercy." Arya thought that Edric was going to try and hack Connington's head off himself while Mya, Bella, and Gendry all looked like they were torn between attacking Connington himself or reaching out to stop Edric.

"Mercy is granted," Daenerys said. "You have been pardoned for the attempted murder of House Baratheon. You will be exiled, but you will keep your life provided that you testify." Edric didn't look happy about that, but he didn't say anything. Jon reached into his pocket and pulled out the correspondences between the Lesser Houses and House Lannister. "Lord Connington, is this you speaking with House Lannister in code about this plot of yours?"

"It is, Your Grace," Connington said.

"These letters are between House Bracken, Redfort, and Connington. According to my records, House Velayron would need gold to make their new ships, and House Lannister did send some wagons to House Velayron. Lord Lannister, do you have anything to say for yourself?" Daenerys asked. There was silence as everyone stared at Lord Lannister, who glared at all of them.

"You fucking Stark's," Lord Lannister spat out. "This all started with you fucking Stark's. If you'd never come south, the war wouldn't have happened, and we wouldn't have lost everything. You had too many allies in the Greater Houses, and that needed to be taken care of so you could be taken care of. When we had the power, we were going to see that you were taken out of the picture."

"You're admitting a Vendetta against my House and admitting to trying to goad your Queen into going to war with the North?" Jon asked, and Lannister spat on the ground.

"Your House, you're a bastard just like those Baratheon brats," Lannister said.

"Guards, seize Lords Redfort, Connington, Lannister, and Redfort and immediately bring them to the Black Cells. We will deal with sentencing and trial tomorrow," Daenerys said. "Since the people involved with the trial had admitted that they had other reasons aside from justice for pursuing their actions against Princess Arya and Ser Gendry, I hereby commute their sentence. They have been apart long enough. Ser Gendry may return to the North, and Princess Arya may come to the south again. There will be no war between our three nations; we stand united, and we will not tolerate attacks against our own people and our own blood." Gendry looked up at Arya, and they stared at each other with wide eyes. As the guards seized the people that had tried to ruin their lives, Arya nearly vaulted over the table and threw her arms around her husband. The people that hurt them weren't ever going to hurt them again and, when Gendry was ready, they could go home.

They could finally go home.