TYRION

Tyrion shakes Mormont's hand before mounting his horse to leave. Then he rides out of the gate with his guards. They stop at a village not far from the wall. At sunrise they ride off heading south. Eventually they reach Winterfell, but are not received well by Robb Stark and Lady Catelyn. "Have I done something to offend you Lord Stark? Or you Lady Stark?"

Robb and Catelyn exchange looks. They had received a message from Lysa Arryn blaming the Lannisters for her husband's death. "They say the apple does not fall far from the tree...On the King's Road Prince Joffrey attacked my sister Arya and her friend a boy named Mycah. My sister's Dire Wolf came to her defense and bit the Prince...Your sister the Queen insisted that one of the other two Dire Wolves die since Arya ran off her Dire Wolf...My father killed Snow his Dire Wolf and sent Summer and Lady home..."

"Dire Wolves are dangerous wild animals..."

"Our Wolves do not attack unless we command them too or we are threatened..."

"I see and I am to blame for the actions of my sister Your Queen and her son...Our houses are to be joined...Prince Joffrey is to be your son by law Lady Catelyn and your brother by law Lord Stark..."

"Time will tell if he is worthy suitor for my sister..."

"How long do you intend stay Lord Tyrion?"

He bows, "I will not trouble you or your House Lady Stark I will find more welcoming company in Winter Town..." Tyrion leaves the main hall and spends two days in Winter Town drinking and whoring before he leaves. News of what happened on the King's Road did not surprise him at all. Cersei is fiercely protective of her children. Though he found it unwise of her to insist on the death of one of the Dire Wolves. She is drawing unwanted attention to herself and her children. Tyrion leaves wanting to leave the North for good and be in the Capital again. They stop at Torrhen Square even though it is out of the way. When they arrive Tyrion is greeted as a hero, the news of him saving Lord Commander Mormont's life had spread like wild fire through the North.

He leaves the town in high spirits, unaware of what is brewing in the South and will spread across Westeros. He stops at the twins but only for a night. Eventually Tyrion makes it to the crossroads inn where the incident with the Dire Wolves happened. "Lord Tyrion Lannister?"

"Who is asking?" Tyrion is about to leave when he is confronted by men of the Riverlands.

"Ser Hoster Blackwood of Raventree Hall...And in the name of Lord Hoster Tully of Riverrun...I place thee under arrest..."

His men try to intervene; two are killed by crossbow, one by a sword to the gut and the last is killed by a sell sword named Bronn. They take him to Raventree Hall and Tyrion is placed in the dungeons. Three days later Tyrion is taken from the dungeons and to the main hall where Lady Catelyn Stark is waiting, "Lord Tyrion a pleasure to see you again..."

"Lady Catelyn...May I ask what the meaning of all this is?"

She smiles, "King Robert is dead...And my good husband learned the truth about your sister and brother...All her children were fathered by the Kingslayer, but I think you already know that...My husband has been placed in the black cells...And you are my prisoner until he is freed..."

"I'm afraid you will get nowhere by holding me...You see my family holds no love for me. So you may as well let me go..."

"I hear your brother cares for you...And I am willing to bet that your father will do anything for his beloved Kingslayer…"

They place a bag over Tyrion's head and take him away. A few days later they remove the bag and Tyrion frowns after looking around. "You aren't taking me to Winterfell...too many mountains..."

"How very perceptive of you..."

"You are taking me to the Eyrie..." Catelyn does not answer. Tyrion stares at the fire, tempted to kill everyone and free himself. He sighs as his life is not in any immediate danger and there is still the possibility of talking his way out of this all he had to do was wait for the right moment. Two days after they are ambushed by men of the hilltribes. Tyrion convinces Lady Stark to cut him free and he manages to kill a man and save Lady Stark's life.

"I suppose my heroism didn't earn me any points with you did it?" She just looks at him.

THE EYRIE

"The Bloody Gate...They say no army can pass the gate without paying a heavy toll of blood..."

"The perfect place to keep you..." Catelyn replies.

"And what of your son? What he is doing?"

"Your nephew has called my son to King's Landing to swear fealty...He is going but not alone..."

"I see..." Tyrion shakes his head. "You know what my father will do when he hears about all this?"

"I can imagine he will call all his banners as well..."

"Listen to me! We can end all this before it gets to far...Let me go and I promise your husband will be set free..."

Catelyn looks at him, "You almost sound sincere, but there is the little matter of Jon Arryn's death..."

"What does Jon Arryn's death have to do with anything?"

"I suppose you will play the innocent on this as well..." Tyrion just stares at her, "...Lord Arryn found out the truth and your family poisoned him."

Tyrion had considered the possibility, but he didn't believe it. Cersei was many things, but she wasn't reckless and she would not resort to such a tactic especially since Jon Arryn would have done everything to secure her safety before telling Robert. And poison was not Jaime's style for he liked to confront his enemies face to face. Tyrion tries to explain all this to Catelyn Stark. "...And ask yourself my lady. Who benefits the most from Jon Arryn's death?"

"Your sister and brother..." She coldly replies as they walk through the pass towards the Eyrie.

"True enough, but my brother is not the type to kill with Poison, he would challenge Jon Arryn to a duel...And as for my sister she is impulsive, but not reckless. Jon Arryn was an honorable man...My sister would take that into account and only act if she felt Jon was an actual threat...Besides you say he was poisoned..How could my sister get close enough to him and all those who served him was extremely loyal to him. They wouldn't betray him for a mountain of gold..."

She stops and looks down at Tyrion, "Who then?"

"As I said the person who benefits the most from Jon Arryn's death..."

He stares into her eyes hoping she would come to the same conclusion he did, "You mean my sister?"

"Jon Arryn dies and she becomes the Lady of the Vale until her son comes of age..."

"My sister..."

"Is not the little girl you grew up with...When was the last time you saw her?"

Catelyn does not reply and they continue on. "Why have you bought him here?" Lysa Arryn asks.

"To answer for his family's crimes against our Houses...My son has called his banners and so has our brother. If you send the Knights of the Vale the Lannisters and anyone else who would support them will be no match for us...Jon will have justice...Isn't that what you want?"

Lysa stands up "I want my son to be safe! I will not send the Knights of the Vale into war...They will remain here to protect their Lord..."

The more she talks the more Tyrion is convinced of Lady Arryn's guilt in Jon Arryn's death. "I am your family as well! Our goals align."

"These people will do anything to stay in power and I will not risk my son's safety!"

"Lady Arryn..." Tyrion says drawing their attention. "...It is nice to see you again."

"Your words will change imp..."

"Tell me did you poison poor Jon Arryn because he was going to send your son away or was it because he finally saw you for the unstable shrew you are you?"

"You can't talk to my mother like that...Make the little man fly!" Robin Arryn screams sitting beside his mother.

"He will fly sweet son, but first he will confess...Mod! Take Lord Lannister to the sky cells..."

The infamous sky cells of the Eyrie. Tyrion had read about them but he never thought he would end up in one. "Well the sky-cells certainly live up to their reputation." Tyrion says walking to the edge where a wall should be. The cell is open to the elements, one good wind and he would fall to his death or freeze if it rained. Tyrion looks at the torch on the wall and the fire flickers as he is tempted to burn his way to freedom. But could he control enough fire to escape. Soon fatigue takes over and Tyrion falls asleep.

When he awakens many hours later; he is one roll from falling to his doom. "By the gods!" Tyrion is hungry, tired, and angry. "Okay time to think...' He sits in the corner and eventually he comes up with a plan. With a few clever words Tyrion is able to convince the goaler Mord to allow him to speak with Lady Arryn.

"Sky-cells always break them...Have you come to confess Lord Tyrion?"

Tyrion lowers his head, "Yes I have come to confess my crimes and those of my family House Lannister...Where do I begin..." The main hall is filled with noble ladies and lords, Knights, and a few Sell-swords. "I am a drunk...A man whore...I have slept with countless women...I have lied and cheated...I am not good at violence but I am good at convincing others to commit violence on my behalf...When I was seven. I saw a servant girl bathing in the river...I stole her clothes and the poor girl was forced to return to the castle naked...When I close my eyes I can still see her rather large tits bouncing as she ran..."

A few people start to smirk and laugh...

"When I was ten put goat shit into my uncle's shoes and I blamed his squire to escape justice...The poor boy was flogged. At twelve I made the bald man cry..." He motions with his hands as if jerking off. "...I flogged my sausage into the turtle stew which do I believe my sister ate or at least I hoped she did...There was that time I bought a jackass and a honeycomb into a brothel..."

Lysa jumps up interrupting him, "Silence!"

"What happened next?" Robin asks.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"Confessing..."

"You are accused of poisoning my late husband and your family has arrested my sister's good husband to hide their crimes..."

Tyrion hunches his shoulder, "I know nothing of those things..."

"Mord! Take him back to the Sky-cells and find one with a more slanted floor..."

Tyrion looks around, "Is this the way justice is done in the Eyrie...Do you accuse a man and lock him away without putting him on trial..."

"So it is trial you want?"

"I do...Show me evidence that I had knowledge of poisoning Jon Arryn..."

"My husband learned your sister's filthy secret...That her children were fathered by Ser Jaime Lannister..."

"If that were so tell me...Why didn't King Robert do something...We all know that the King was not a man to piss off or betray...If that were true my sister and brother would be dead..."

"Baratheons are black of hair!" Catelyn says speaking up, "All Lannisters are gold of hair..."

"So what Lady Catelyn...Your husband is brown of hair and your daughter Sansa is red of hair. Does that make her any less his?"

"Make the bad man fly!" Robin shouts again.

Tyrion sighs, "Since reason and common sense have left the Vale I demand a trial by combat..."Some people start laughing, "...and I name Ser Jaime Lannister as my champion." They stop laughing.

"The Kingslayer is many leagues from here."

"Send a Raven my brother will come and I will wait..."

"But I will not...You wanted a trial by combat and a trial by combat you shall have..."

"Is there no one who will stand for me?" Eventually one of the Sell-Swords stands for Tyrion. "What's your name friend?" Tyrion asks as they ride through the bloody gate towards freedom. The Sell-Sword had beaten Ser Vargis in single combat. He had tired Vargis out who had worn full armor and killed him.

"Bronn."

"Bronn...What no family name?"

"My family name ain't worth mentioning...So tell me...How much are we talking about?"

"So much gold you will never have sell your sword again..." Tyrion stops his horse, "Fight for me...Keep my council and you will never want again..."

"Sounds good...So long as I don't have to kiss your ass..." On they go and after a few miles Bronn starts singing.

"How far do you think we have come?"

"I find that when traveling time goes by faster when one does not ask that question...You ask and then you will ask again and well you won't get anywhere."

Tyrion smiles, "Makes sense..." They make camp after Bronn catches a deer.

Tyrion dreams of a warm bed and his wife Tysha. In his dreams he is undressing her, but is awakened just before he touches her breasts. "Wake up!"

"What is it? Oh." They are surrounded by hill tribesmen. "Hello good men...Would like to come and sit at our fire and share our food..."

"I Shagga of the Stonecrows and I take what I will little man..."

"I am Tyrion of House Lannister..."

"How would you like to die Tyrion of House Lannister?"

Tyrion smiles, "An old man in my bed with a woman at my side..."

They all start laughing, "I like you little man...You make Shagga laugh...Kill the other one..."

"No wait...How would you like to be rich...Better how would you like to become the new Lords of the Vale."

"Little man make promises he cannot keep..."

"I am Queen's brother...The King is my nephew...I can make it happen."

Shagga looks at Tyrion then his men, "Kill the big man..."

Tyrion looks at Bronn as he gets ready to make his last stand. He can't let them kill him, so Tyrion does the one thing he swore he would never do or show anyone unless it called for it. He points his hand at the camp fire and it leaps towards his hand in a strait line. Everyone stops and stares as the flames dance above his right hand. Then Tyrion points his hand at Shagga and with a roar the flames fly at him and kills Shagga.

"Anyone else want the same?" Tyrion asks as Shagga howls in pain and falls to his knees.

"Holy shit!" Bronn says.

The rest of the Hill Tribesmen drop their weapons and fall to their knees, "THRAKA!" A man says looking at the others.

"THRAKA! THRAKA! THRAKA!" They all shout.

"We swear to serve the Little Fire god in man's flesh from this day until the gods take us..."

"I accept your oath and you and the rest of your people must swear to never tell another living soul what you saw today..."

"We swear so swear Thraka!"

"How in the seven hells did you do that?" Bronn asks later.

"I don't know...I have been able to do it since I was nine name days old...First time it happened I was angry with my sister and almost burned the castle down...As time passed I taught myself to control it..."

"If I could do that I would be king of the world..."

Tyrion stops his horse as they lead the hill tribesmen, "Promise me you never tell another living soul that saw what you saw..."

"I swear...by all the gods old and new..."