Chapter 15:

Woah! I'm so sorry it had been more than two months! I was very busy with work and when work was finally done, I went on my summer holiday. But, I still have vacation for four more weeks so I can update more frequently From this chapter, the story will be more AU.

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Alyssa

Alyssa didn't know what to say. Theon fucking Greyjoy was standing right in front of her, at least what was left of him, and words that always came so easily had escaped her thoughts.

Ramsay observed her face. He knew that she recognized him, she could see that by the evil grin that was on his face. Theon, on the other hand, looked terrified and Alyssa knew that now was not the right time to speak with him in private.

"My name is Lady Alyssa Lannister, Reek, it's a pleasure to meet you." She finally said with a forced smile.

Theon made little anxious noises, which Ramsay seemed to enjoy, as Alyssa nodded towards Ramsay, saying that she wanted to be left alone.

"Time to go now, Reek. Lady Lannister probably can't stand your smell." Ramsay said evilly as he walked towards Theon, who started to shiver.

"Oh no, my Lord, like I said before: it had been a long journey." Alyssa smiled sweetly at Ramsay. "I would like if Reek could wake me in the morning to break my fast with you and your Lady wife."

Ramsay showed his nasty smirk again. "I would be delighted."

He took her hand and placed a kiss on it, making Alyssa feel cold. She forced a smile again as she saw Ramsay leaving the room, followed by Theon, who closed the door as he didn't look at her.

Alyssa started to sigh when she was alone. She did not expect this. Of course, she could have known that Ramsay treated his wife horribly by the stories that had reached her ears. But hearing the screams when she entered Winterfell, a place that was once so peaceful, made her stomach turn. Alyssa felt bad for the girl, although she did not know her but no girl or woman deserved to be treated like the way Ramsay treated his choice.

When she had made herself ready for bed, a handmaiden in Winterfell had left her a simple nightgown that was warm and comfortable, she said a silent prayer to the Seven, thanking Jaime to talk her father out of such a horrific faith.

She wondered what Jaime and Tyrion were doing now, so she also prayed for them to be safe.

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Jaime

Jaime did his nightly fighting tutorial with Ser Ilyn Payne. He liked the creepy man his company, as he couldn't talk, but Jaime knew that if he could, Payne would probably mock him for his lack of fighting skills with his left hand.

They were at Riverrun now and he felt tired. He tried to negotiate with Brynden Tully. Of course, Jaime did not expect that the old man would accept his terms. Neither would he: he would rather die than taking the Black.

But Jaime set up a new plan. Edmure Tully was not as hard as his Uncle was and his little wife was pregnant. He could use that in his own advantage as he had to be quick to look after his own family and ride further North to see where Lys was.

He wondered if she had already reached the Wall. He did not think so. It was a long ride and Alyssa would be weary after a few nights out in the open, as she was afraid of the dark. He smiled to himself when he pictured Alyssa in a comfortable Inn in a chair by the fire while her silly handmaiden massaged her feet. But the little cub was full of surprises, as she was determined to reach the Wall as soon as possible.

Payne lifted his sword again as Jaime tried to block him, but he was unsuccessful. His left arm was too slow and weak and Payne knew his way around with his sword. Jaime wondered how many times he would have to be humiliated before he could simply win an easy battle as this.

Jaime tried not to look at the smirk on Payne's face as he got up from the ground again.

"One more time." He demanded as he made himself ready again.

Payne did not look at him, but over his shoulder as Jaime turned around to see a soldier running towards them.

"How many times do I need to tell you that I don't want to be disturbed when the night falls?" Jaime said bitterly.

"Pardon me, Ser, but a raven came from Winterfell and I was assuming you wanted to read that straight away." The soldier said uncomfortable as he handed Jaime a letter that was sealed by the sigil of House Bolton.

"For once in your life you are right, Ser Addam. Now get out of my sight." He said not focusing on the man but on the letter.

Ser Addam left straight away as Jaime turned to see the curious face of Ser Ilyn. Jaime raised his eyebrows.

"You too, good night Ser Ilyn. Tomorrow, same time, same place." He said as he waved him away with his hand made out of gold.

He waited until he was alone before he opened the letter. It was written by Roose Bolton, telling him that Alyssa had arrived safely at Winterfell as she was staying there. Roose convinced her to stay a few more nights, as it was a dangerous road towards the Wall as Stannis Baratheon stayed at the Wall. He could not tell Jaime for how long Alyssa was going to stay, as she got impatient and wanted to leave. Jaime felt for the man. He knew his little sister could be a right pain in the arse when she got impatient.

He hoped though that she would stay for a few more nights. Stannis knew Alyssa from the time his brother Robert was King as he had lived in King's Landing for a long time but he was a stern man. It would not make any difference to him that he had known her since she was a little girl and got along well with his daughter Shireen. Alyssa was the daughter of Tywin Lannister, a man that Stannis did not like, and Jaime feared for his little sister's life.

He made up his mind as he walked towards the camp.

"Wake up the men. We're leaving." He said to the guards as he walked towards his own tent.

"But Ser, it's in the middle of the night!" A guard protested.

Jaime hold his pass. "So?" He asked the man. "Are you afraid of the dark?"

The other guard started to laugh.

"No." The guard protested and sighed. "Where are we going, Ser?"

"The Twinns. I'd like to speak with Lord Edmure and then we're going to Winterfell as fast as we can." Jaime ended as he walked towards his tent to make ready to leave.

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Alyssa

She was packing her things as she decided to leave this morning. They have had a huge delay, as Lord Bolton insisted that they would stay longer than one day. It had been a fortnight now that they were in Winterfell and Alyssa was getting impatient. She was bored, as there were not a lot of things to do, and she wanted to see Jon.

Theon had come the next morning when she had arrived, like she had asked Ramsay, and she had tried to talk to him. She asked him why there were rumors that he was dead and what Ramsay had done to him and to his new wife, but Theon remained still. He hadn't come to wake her since.

Now a young woman entered her room to ask her if she was ready to break her fast. Alyssa observed the young woman. She was pale, but pretty. She had long, brown hair and a slim body with small, round breasts. She wore a simple gown and her hair hung loose on her back.

"Good morning, m'lady." She said sweetly. "Lord Bolton asks if you are ready to break your fast with him?"

Alyssa folded her own nightgown and put it in her bag.

"I am, Lady…?" She asked questionly when she looked at the woman.

The woman smiled. "Oh, I am no Lady, m'Lady, I am Myranda, the kennel man's daughter."

"Well, Myranda, the kennel man's daughter, tell Lord Bolton that I will be with him soon. And could you please wake Ser Bronn and my handmaiden? I am planning to leave after breakfast." She said as she paid no attention to Myranda.

Myranda started to smirk. "I think there's no need to wake them up."

Alyssa held still for a moment and turned around, looking confused.

"What are you saying?"

"I am saying, that there is no need for them to be woken up." She giggled as she continued. "I think they are already up, hearing by the sounds that left Ser Bronn his chamber."

Now it was time for Alyssa to smirk.

"Finally. It took them a really long time, you know. It became quite annoying to be honest." She said as Myranda giggled once more.

"Oh well, m'Lady. Love is a complex thing."

"It surely is." Alyssa said as she smiled to Myranda. She did not know the woman but she started to like her.

Myranda did not leave to inform Lord Bolton but stayed with Alyssa to help her with her things.

"Have you ever been in love, m'Lady?" Myranda wondered.

Alyssa thought for a moment. It would be unwise to trust a woman that she had just met with the fact that she loved Jon Snow, son of Eddard Stark, former Lord of Winterfell whilst Myranda was loyal to the Boltons.

"I think every woman has been in love at least once, don't you?" She answered politely as she smiled.

"Of course," Myranda corrected herself, "but I can only imagine that many Lords would like to have you in their company. I know Lord Ramsay does." Myranda ended as she inspected Alyssa carefully.

Alyssa had been around her sister Cersei for too long that she immediately noticed the jealous tone in Myranda's voice.

"Is there something wrong, Myranda?" She asked her suspiciously.

Myranda corrected herself. "Oh no, of course not!" She giggled again. "I just want to get to know you better."

"And you choose the last morning before I leave to do that?" Alyssa wondered.

"It would be nice to have a female friend around here." She sighed.

Alyssa started to pack again, as she got bored and wanted to hurry.

"Well, the new Lady Bolton is close to our age and I have heard she could use a good friend." She said absent minded.

"Never." Myranda spat bitterly, making Alyssa to turn around in surprise.

"How long have you loved him, Myranda?"

"How do you know?" Myranda answered.

"Oh please, I grew up in King's Landing with a bunch of Ladies swooning around my brother Jaime." Alyssa laughed. "But that was not an answer to my question."

"I'll inform Lord Bolton that you are coming when you've finished." Myranda said as she blushed and left the room.

Alyssa smiled to herself and finished packing her belongings.

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"Ah, Lady Lannister. It is good to see you." Lord Bolton spoke as he held out a chair for her.

Alyssa smiled politely as she seated in her chair. Bronn and Elinor still weren't there, and she assumed they were busy with other stuff.

"Thank you, my Lord. I have had a pleasant stay."

"Yes, Myranda informed us that you will leave this day. Are you sure that is a wise decision, my Lady? My men informed me that Lord Stannis is staying at Castle Black, with his army." Lord Bolton said while he inspected her.

Alyssa took a sip of her water. Another boring glass of water. They did not serve wine at Winterfell anymore, not since the Boltons ruled.

"I do, my Lord. My nephew the King had sent me on a mission and I am willing to fulfill that." She answered as she gave him a fake, sweet smile.

"Of course you do." Lord Bolton said nicely but Alyssa could hear that he didn't mean a word of it. "You could tell us the real intention of your visit to the Wall." He said as he took a sip of his water as well.

Alyssa stopped eating for a moment as she thought of what to say. She could see Bronn standing in the door opening, but no one seemed to notice him as well. He held a finger to his mouth, telling her not to mention him, as she turned away her gaze from him.

"Other intentions, my Lord? I have no idea of what you are talking about." She said sweetly as she had another bite.

"My son's loyal servant Reek told us a quite tragic story. That you have fallen for a man once, here in Winterfell, and he had left for the Wall as you returned to King's Landing. Could that have something to do with it, my Lady?" Lord Bolton said as he grimaced.

"Yep, it does." Bronn said as he took out his sword and knocked Theon down on the floor.

Alyssa did not hesitate for one moment as she saw Myranda walking towards her, holding a knife. She took a heavy chandelier from the table and threw it at her face. It hit her as she fell down to the floor as well.

Bronn quickly handled with Ramsay and Roose Bolton. He didn't kill them, but he made sure that they would be unconscious for a while so that they could leave.

Lady Walda Bolton looked terrified as she looked to Alyssa and Bronn, afraid of what they might do to her.

"Is she pregnant or just fat? I can't hurt a pregnant woman." Bronn wondered.

"Both, but we must go quickly. Before someone notices something's up." Alyssa said.

Bronn nodded and took her hand as they hurried out of the castle. It was surprisingly quiet at this time of day and Alyssa saw that Elinor already readied the horses. They walked slowly towards her, not wanting to draw any attention and smiled politely to the people they walked pass.

"We have to go, quicky." Bronn whispered in Elinor's ear as he helped the women on their horses.

"Why?" Elinor asked confused.

"Later."Alyssa hissed as they had already reached the gates.

"Oy! Where are you three goin'? Lord Bolton told us- Aah!" A guard shouted as Bronn pierced his sword through his head.

"Sorry ladies, but now, we really need to hurry." Bronn said as a commotion started in the background.

Alyssa forced Snow to run as fast as he could as she didn't look back until it all fell silent from behind her.

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Cersei

She did not know for how long she had been in that rotten cell. She had refused to eat or drink and wanted to speak with someone.

No one came, just that bitch of a Septa that tried to make her confess.

Never. She would never confess.

The door of her cell opened and Cersei expected that the Septa-bitch would enter once more, but she was wrong.

It was Qyburn, one of few she had left.

"Thank the Gods." She whispered as she gladly took a sip of the water that he had taken with him.

"Your Grace," Qyburn started. "You look.."

"Horrible?" Cersei guessed. "Tell me. Tell me everything. How is my boy? How is Jaime? Where is that sneaky serpent of that little brother of mine? And my sister?"

Qyburn sighed. "King Tommen is not well, Your Grace. He does not drink, sleep or eat as he calls out for you. The last we have heard of your brother Jaime is that he is marching towards the Twinns to negotiate with Lord Edmure Tully. We have heard nothing on your other brother, I'm afraid, but there is news about your sister Alyssa."

"Tell me. Tell me where that little bitch is." Cersei snapped bitterly.

"Here." Qyburn handed her a letter. "You can read it for yourself if you want to."

Cersei took the letter from him and started to open it. The seal was already broken, as she assumed that Qyburn had already read the letter.

'Your Grace,

I am deeply sad to inform you that your sister, Lady Alyssa of House Lannister, slipped through our fingers. Like I informed you earlier, she stayed at Winterfell to go to Castle Black, as your son King Tommen Baratheon gave her a mission to fulfill.

However, another story had reached our ears. Your Lady sister is not only visiting the Night's Watch on your son's command, but for personal reasons as well. She wants to visit Lord Commander Jon Snow, for she had loved him for a long time. We do not know what her intentions are.

When we confronted her with it, during her final morning at Winterfell, her personal escort Ser Bronn of the Blackwater attacked my son, his servant and myself. We were unconscious for a while, as she, her handmaiden and escort fled the city. Ser Bronn killed two of our men during their get-away.

Of course, my men immediately went after them after they had known something was wrong. By that time, they were too far away and we lost sight of them.

Me and my men are very sorry that this has happened. We are still on the lookout for them.

Hoping you are well,

Lord Roose Bolton
Lord of the Dreadfort
Warden of the North.'

An anger filled in Cersei as she screamed and ripped the letter apart.

"I knew it!" She spat.

"I have already sent a letter to your brother Ser Jaime to tell him to go to Castle Black and take your sister back with him." Qyburn informed her.

Cersei smiled to herself. She knew Jaime would never go straight to Castle Black.

"He had helped rescuing her. He will never hurry for her. He wanted her to go there." She said as it all made sense now.

"Is there anything else I can do, Your Grace?" Qyburn asked her.

"Yes. Tell my boy that I am well and that his mother will be with him soon enough. And tell a man called Satin that we have a mission for him. He will go and take the Black and kill that wolf bastard." She spat bitterly as she breathed deeply.

"I will, Your Grace." Qyburn bowed as he turned around to leave.

'Not on my Watch, little cub.' Cersei thought as she finished the water Qyburn had bring for her.

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Alyssa

She could see the big wall of ice in front of her. She had seen it for days but now they were close to the gate.

Her eyes were swollen as she had not slept since days. It was too dangerous now to sleep, as they thought that the Bolton men were still searching for them. She was famished, as they only stopped once in two days to eat quickly and since three days they could not find any food. They only ate snow, as that was the closest thing to drink.

But as soon as she saw the gate it did not matter to her. She was so close, so close to him now that a new hope lived up inside her. She made Snow run once more as she heard Elinor and Bronn following her.

The gate was made out of solid black wood as Alyssa smiled to herself. She knocked hard on the door and waited for a response.

"Who's there?" A harsh voice asked.

"Lady Alyssa of House Lannister. I came on behalf of the King." She yelled back.

"Which one?" The man joked.

"King Tommen Baratheon." She said impatient.

"Oh! Well, King Stannis Baratheon will be happy to see you then." The man joked again.

"If you do not open this damned gate now, I will burn it down." Alyssa spat.

"Easy now, my Lady." Another man's voice spoke. "You have heard the Lady. Where are your courtesies, if you ever had them? Open the bloody gate."

Alyssa sighed thankfully as she watched how the gates opened. In the opening she saw a young and an old man.

"My Lady, my name is Ser Allister Thorne." The older man spoke. "Forgive me but we do not quickly allow women to enter the gate."

"I can imagine why." Bronn said as he studied Castle Black. "But I am a man, y'know. And I am fucking cold, as are these two ladies. You can't deny us warm beds and a round belly, eh?"

"We normally would, but some have been expecting you. You, Tarly!" Thorne shouted towards a round young man who immediately hurried towards them.

"Y-yes, Ser?" The man called Tarly asked.

"Take the Lady Lannister to our Lord Commander. I will take these other two to a chamber." Thorne said as he kept looking at Alyssa.

Tarly looked up in surprise when he heard that she was Lady Lannister. Alyssa observed him.

"Actually, Ser Thorne, I am comin' with m'lady, since I am her escort, eh?" Bronn said as he got off his horse and helped Elinor and Alyssa off their own.

Thorne sighed but did not object, as Elinor left uneasy with him and the horses, as Bronn and Alyssa followed Tarly.

"My name is Samwell, my Lady. Samwell Tarly." Samwell spoke excited as they walked towards a tower.

"Son of Lord Randyll?" Alyssa asked absent minded as she hurried her step. She could hear that Samwell could not keep up.

"Yes, my Lady, of Horn Hill." Samwell said as he lost his breath.

"Pleasure to meet you, Samwell." Alyssa said as she still not looked at him.

"You can call me Sam, you know. The others do as well." He said as he stopped and searched for his breath. "This tower, go straight up and to the left is the chamber of Lord Commander Snow."

"Thank you." Alyssa said politely as she immediately ran up the stairs, followed by Bronn.

It seemed to take forever but she finally reached the top of the tower. She did not knock on the door but opened it straight away.

Jon was sitting at his table, with a naked woman with red hair and red eyes on his lap. His hands were covering her breasts. Alyssa swallowed.

"Oh for fuck sakes, man." Bronn scolded as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Lord Commander." Alyssa said coldly as Jon looked at her with a shocking expression.