Satine lifted herself out of the cold water, her dress clinging to her body as someone said, "Well, that is a sight I'll never forget."

She looked up at Bronx with a fierce glare as she stood up straight on the rocks. She knew that it was foolish to stay close, but she knew that all of them would not expect her to do that. She had to be clever right now. Bronn stepped forward with a grin.

"How about you give me a kiss and I'll keep my mouth shut."

Satine tilted her head to the side for a moment before she brought her fist straight into his nose. Bronn groaned in pain, muttering curses under his breath as he wiggled his nose.

"Shit. You have above right hook," he said. "I was only joking about the kiss...unless of course-"

Bronn stopped and held his sword out as she made a move to hit him again. He pointed the tip to her bleeding thigh. "You've been hurt, my lady."

"What happened to Tyrion?"

Bronn sighed. "He's a quite a big mess. Your sister plans to execute him as soon as she can. You too. You ran though."

Satine gripped the blade underneath her dress as she sat down on the rocks. "I did. What happened to Jaime and Oberyn?"

"How long have you been swimming for?"

"A couple of hours then I hid before going back to the waters. Tell me about my brother and the viper," she commanded which caused Bronn to grin.

"Who the fuck knows? I'm leaving anyways so it doesn't matter to me."

In a flash, Satine had her blade shoved up against his neck as she seethed, "One move. One move and I'll let my blade just slip through. It would be so easy. You betrayed my brother."

Bronn told her, "Wait. I didn't...I'm a paid knight. I like your brother, but-"

Satine scoffed in disgust as she pushed him away from her. "But now he's poor and about to executed so why bother, right? Gods, I really…I'm going to free my brother."

"Not while your family wants your head, Little Miss Perfect," Bronn reminded her as he touched a wet piece of her blonde hair.

Satine raised an elegant eyebrow at him before she broke his arm, smiling widely. Bronn groaned in pain as he held his arm carefully to his chest. "I'm not perfect. I make mistakes. The difference between me and the rest of you is that I actually give a shit about doing the right thing and I own up to things. I don't hide. I don't lie. I take responsibility. I grew up."

With that, Satine turned around and walked away from Bronn, but not before warning him, "Touch my hair again and I take a limb. Trust me, it'll be something that you will dearly miss."

When Bronn went to catch her, Satine had vanished into thin air. He tried to search for the woman, but found nothing.

Satine moved through the underground tunnels underneath the keep, she passed the dragons skulls, wondering why they never destroyed them. She would have if she hated a family so much. I would kill the krakens, stags, lions, wolves, dogs, stars, suns, roses, fish, she repeated in her head. I would kill the things that represented the people who hurt someone that I love...I guess I would have to kill lions.

Satine traveled further into the city, her feet hurting, but she didn't mind the pain. She had to get somewhere safe and if she left then she would be leaving Tyrion. She had to find a way for him to get out of Westeros. Everything he ever had is now tarnished because of their sister, she ruined everything. She poisoned every thought in every man and the future of Tyrion. Cersei knew this too.

Satine opened the gate and found a secret passageway directly leading from the cells to the docks. A clever smirk appeared on her face as she ripped a pieces of her underdress off and started to tie a piece to a hidden spot which led a path from the cells to the docks. She went to the Sept which held robes for the silent sisters. She grabbed them and put them on before traveling to the cells. Everyone ignored her as she passed through the halls, getting out of her way whenever she came towards them. She went inside of the cells, bowing her head away from everyone who dared to look at her.

She followed the rusty old stones on the floor which led to Tyrion's cell. The guard at his cell door looked questionably at her, saying, "State your purpose. You're not supposed-"

Satine quickly snapped his neck before grabbing the keys and opening the door. She took off her hood as she stepped inside. She froze when she saw Oberyn talking to Tyrion who looked past her and at the now dead guard.

"Oh good, you killed a guard for me. I'm assuming you're here to help me escape," Tyrion mused. He looked to Oberyn with a satisfied grin on his face. "Like I said before, Prince Oberyn, Satine would never betray me. As you can see for yourself by her being here and killing the guard that she always planned to come back for me."

"She's guilty," Oberyn stated. "Acts of a guilty conscience."

Satine scoffed. "I would do anything for Tyrion. I didn't do it and neither did he. The real murderer suspected that this would exactly happen if they blamed it on us. Sansa, Tyrion, and I are only ones in Westeros who probably had as much motive as to end his life."

Oberyn raised an eyebrow, inquiring, "If the Stark girl did not do it then who did?"

"Joffrey's hurt a lot of people," Tyrion replied to the obvious. "He caused a mob in just three words. Must be a record and besides, the boy was on his way into becoming the Mad King The Second."

Satine nodded. "Oberyn you saw this and how could I kill him? I don't kill family no matter how much I want to. I know myself and I know if it ever came down to killing any one of those bastards then I could never do it...but-"

"That's all changed now," Oberyn finished with a knowing look. "They plan to execute both you and your favorite brother gleefully."

"Just me actually," Tyrion revealed, disappointment and hate in his voice.

"What?" Satine gasped as she bent down near her brother. "Tyrion-"

"Don't." He cut her off with a firm voice. "We've always known that out of the four of us, you were always father's favorite child. Go back to the keep. I can't speak for Oberyn, but I will keep my mouth shut about your plans to help me escape, but you can still be free. So go, sister. Leave me and get away from this place. You did better without us in your life."

Satine sighed then sat beside him on the cell floor as Oberyn watched the siblings with great interest. "No. I'm not leaving. I left before and you almost died by our sister and father's hand. I can't. I'm too deep in this damned game. I'm not leaving until I know that you're safe."

Turpin chuckled mirthlessly. "I don't need saving-"

"Yes, you do. You're gonna need a champion, brother. I will testify for you. I want to be your champion. Jaime trained me and I was trained by many others after him and I was barely a girl then. I survived. I can do this."

"How do you know that it will come down to a fight," Oberyn questioned.

Satine smiled sadly. "You know my father and my sister are exactly like. This is the perfect way to get rid of Tyrion and they're not gonna let that slip through their fingers like sand, Martell. They will even pay people to push my brother into a bad light. Everyone will turn against him. This is Westeros. Anything can be achieved with just a little bit of gold and blood."

Oberyn nodded. "True. Your family's motto."

Satine turned back to Tyrion. "I won't leave you. I will get you out of here."

"What if they find me guilty," Tyrion questioned. "Which will no doubt happen, you know?"

"I will get you out of here," Satine told him with a firm voice, her eyes steady and fierce.

Tyrion shrugged, noting, "You always were such a good person to me. They might hurt you, Satine."

"I've been through worse," she replied. "I can take it. Who else can testify for you."

"I sent my squire away for protection, they won't let Bronn see me-"

"When I came to get you, he approached me-I think Cersei got to him," Satine responded to him with a smirk. "He wanted a kiss for his silence."

"Oh Gods, did you kill him," Tyrion asked.

"I hope she did," Oberyn muttered.

"A couple of broken limbs here and there," she told Tyrion then turned to Oberyn. "Believe me, I wanted to kill him."

Oberyn laughed. "I wouldn't doubt that. Come with me, Satine, I will take you back."

Satine sighed and raised an eyebrow. "When are you going to learn, Martell, that I don't need protection."

"I know," he answered. "I need it for me."

Satine nodded and they both walked out of the cell as she told her brother, "Do not lose hope, Tyrion. I will get you out of here...even if I have to plan another escape."

Oberyn and Satine walked to the keep where her father was staying. Oberyn was amused the entire time that they walked to the tower as she held her head up high. Satine took a deep breath and prayed to the Crone for guidance and not to cause violence. Oberyn quickly led her suddenly out of the keep.

"Where are we going?" She inquired. "I thought we were going to my father's."

"Not yet, Satine. Make him come to you. I am staying Littlefinger's old brothel, I think that you should stay with me."

"Why is that?"

"Because the moment you step into your chambers, the queen will have an assassin waiting there for you to cut your throat."

"And you think that I can't take them, right?"

"I think that you can take one, but not an entire army. It is wise to remember your own strength, Satine," Oberyn reminded her. "It might save you someday."

Satine chuckled and shook her head. "Maybe you're wrong. Maybe I am strong enough. Like I said before, Oberyn, I've faced worse before. I thought my family was bad, but my adventures just show that you can be surprised by just about anything these days."

TBC…

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