A/N: So I hope everyone is still likes what I'm doing here. If your looking for a good song, I'd try Feel Invincible by Skillet. So onward.
In King's Landing
Cersei smirked to herself as she sipped from her wine glass. While having her 'little' brother here in the capital serving in her father's stead was….problematic. It would not hinder her plans in making sure Joffery's reign would be long. Only the little things seemed to be getting in her way.
While they had Sansa the little dove, Arya had managed to slip away sometime since her father's arrest. It wasn't the littlest Stark that worried her, she was young and didn't know anything south of the North. However, Lyanna Stark worried her more than she thought. She had been gone since before Joffery's rise.
When asked, all Sansa had said was that she had ridden out for a hunting trip and would be gone for several weeks, but no one could remember her riding out of the city with the wolves in tow. The girl was resourceful and knew how to survive on her own if she was required to. Once she heard what had happened to her father, she could ride for the North and nobody could stop her.
She still wondered about her, while she shared a name with a woman Cersei competed with her entire marriage to Robert, she had her own fire in her. Cersei was pulled from her thoughts when her brother asked if they had any other business. Varys cleared his throat before pulling out a scroll and unrolling it.
"My birds have finally brought me whispers of Lyanna Stark." Everyone seemed to perk up as that bit of knowledge, the girl had snuck out from under the eyes of several spies. "While, it is out of date, she was last seen in the company of two sellswords and her direwolves across the Narrow Sea."
"The Narrow Sea? How and why would she be there of all places?" Lord Baelish asked Varys.
"Apparently, she made it all the way to Vaes Dothrak, the Dothraki capital, and foiled an attempt on the Targaryen girl. Unfortunately, it seems that in failing to kill the girl, we have accelerated the Dothraki into moving this way. And now again, Lyanna and her companions have disappeared, they left before the Horde began to move." Varys told them quietly. The girl had known of their plans and moved to stop them. That was most disturbing.
Tyrion sat up a bit more. "It was stupid move trying to assassinate the girl, all it would have accomplished is to enrage the Dothraki more than they already are. Now we have another army coming our way. Any idea where the Stark girl could be going?" Varys shook his head in the negative. He would have to keep an eye out for her, both as an enemy and potential ally. Lyanna Stark seemed to have the rare talent to disappear.
In the North
Robb looked at his mother with sad but unrelenting eyes. He needed her to go south to convince Renly to ally with him so he could defeat the Lannisters and have the North. But he couldn't trust any other lord with this, not while he had his mother there.
"You want to leave Sansa in the Queen's clutches. And Arya, I haven't heard a word about Arya. Not to mention Lyanna has been missing since before they arrested your father. Where do you think they are?" Catelyn Stark missed all her children. She hadn't seen most of them in months. It seemed cruel that of all 6 children the Gods had granted her, she could only be with one of them.
Robb took a moment to look at his mother before his mind turned to his twin. They had been connected since birth, but last night he had felt something terrible with that connection. He loved his sister, but he couldn't focus on what may have happened to her while he was trying to avenge his father. Once everything was settled, he could find out what happened to his sister.
Volantis, 3 days later
Asher and Beskha walked off the dock in Volantis, a day later than what was planned. Asher had nearly split the captain from balls to brains when he just wanted to continue on. With the threat of two sellswords and three direwolves, he agreed to search for one day. Later that day they found what was left of the apprentice in the water, whatever the sharks left for them that was. They plucked it out and wrapped it in cloth and chain, before burying it at sea later. When asked if she could have washed up on the shores of Old Valyria, the captain replied that she was already dead then.
Old Valyria had become the place where the world sent those with grayscale. Even if she was alive, the moment someone had touched her while on that island, she would contract it and then she would die. By midday, they were beginning to lose hope and when the captain ordered his men to resume course, Asher and Beskha retired for the night without a word.
Shadow and her sisters were even worse, they seemed to be lost in their own grief. Keeping to themselves most of the time now, never straying far from each other. Asher didn't know what they would do now that Lyanna was gone. His mind stopped there, Lyanna was gone. He would owe it to her family to write to them and tell them what happened. But first he would have to figure out what he and Beskha would be doing.
Looking over at her, the direwolves right next to her, they weren't tamed animals or pets, but they didn't want to leave yet. He walked over to her, and then they turned to find some form of transportation. As they were walking he turned to her.
"What do you think?" It was a simple question, one that he had been asking himself ever since they resumed the journey. Rarely had Asher thought of his future or what he wanted to do with it. He wasn't thinking of his future when he fell in love with Gwyn Whitehill, his family's rivals. He didn't worry when his father exiled him to Essos.
Lyanna had found him a nice reprieve from his present when she came walking into their lives. She had a plan of what she needed to do, when she needed to do it and what she was going to do afterwards. She was always thinking about the future and Asher could admit he was a little jealous. Now he was thinking of his future, and what that would entail. Maybe he would return home, or at least write to the rest of his family, he tried to keep in touch with his sister Mira while she was in Highgarden.
"I don't know little brother, I really don't know. I say tonight we find a tavern and drink away this last couple of days. We mourn our loss and then tomorrow we figure out some way to keep going. While I didn't like her right away, I'll admit she grew on me. She was exactly of I have pictured a little sister, annoying and wouldn't leave me alone even when threatened. And the little shit left us with her direwolves." Beskha was not a sentimental person by nature, but Lyanna had clawed her way into her heart against Beskha's will.
Turning in the direction of a well known tavern on the outskirts of town, she motioned for Asher and the wolves to follow. She planned to get very drunk this evening, maybe find some cute little thing to pull into her bed and forget all the pain this world seemed to keep throwing at her. Asher would follow her right into the place, drink and forget.
The next morning, Beskha got up and got dressed to prepare for the day. She had to kick Asher to get him fully awake, twice. When he finally met her downstairs, he was still trying to wake up. Sitting down at an empty table, they got breakfast coming and Beskha ordered pieces of meat for the wolves. They had been quiet during the night and Beskha expected them to be gone when she awoke. But there they were, waiting for her to get up and continue on.
Looking down at them was a reminder of the girl they lost. Shadow looked up at the scarred woman and blinked at her. Asher and Beskha had been fighting for themselves for as long as they had been together, sure they would protect the occasional merchant convoy when things were slow. But never was it for someone else. Thinking back on the girl who had brought these wolves with her, she realized that that was all Lyanna ever fought for. She fought for others, for her family, for her friends, for Daenerys. Hell, she had even fought and probably died for that apprentice.
The food came and Beskha made sure to feed Shadow, Nymeria, and Lady first before eating her own. Perhaps, she thought perhaps it's time to fight for something other than ourselves. Something bigger than ourselves. I would go to the ends of the earth for Asher, and he would for me. She shook Asher awake so he could eat his breakfast before devouring her own with gusto.
"Hurry up Asher, we need to get horses and get moving. I don't want to lose any light we have left. Plus, we have a long way to go." She told him between bites. He looked at her like she had grown a second head. Eating with just as much gusto, he batted away the last remnants of sleep.
"What's the plan, Beskha? You do have one right?" He asked her. Never before had he seen this much drive in Beskha when it didn't concern gold or fighting for her life. Whatever she had decided, she was going to see through until she was finished and not a minute before.
"First, we need to write a message to her home in Winterfell, they deserve to know what happened to her. Second, we are going to need horses. And finally, we are heading back east as quickly as we can." She told him as she finished off her breakfast and rose to go collect what little they had left with them. Asher followed behind almost as quickly.
"East?" He asked "But we just came from the east. What could we possibly have to do there?" It just didn't make any sense to him. Beskha stopped and looked Asher right in the eye.
"We, Little Brother, are going to go and protect Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen. Because that is what Lyanna Stark would want us to do. Maybe she can get us back to Westeros and I can see The North for myself. See if the little wolf was telling the truth about it, because that Little Brother, is something I very much want to see one day."She knew this must sound crazy coming from her, but this is what she was going to do with her life. She gave one last thought of remembrance to Lyanna and then she moved on with her life, direwolves right at her heels.
Red Wastes
Daenerys Stormborn was tired and thirsty beyond measure. She had sent riders out to see how much farther they had to go. Hopefully one would come back soon and give them good news. She looked up at the sky and saw the red comet streaking across the sky. There were many rumors floating around about its meaning.
One such rumor was that it represented a loss of someone good in the world. Someone who the Gods would mourn their passing. She had been holding a piece of cloth when she had heard and had immediately clenched it harder. Looking down at the patch of cloth brought the image of a direwolf to her eyes.
She had mourned Drogo with pain in her heart, but thinking of the lost of that dark haired girl who had saved her life was a different kind of pain. She didn't know if this kind of pain would ever leave her. Even now, she could picture her smile, the way her hair blew in the wind. Her grief of Lyanna on top of Drogo and her child was a crushing weight that she didn't know if she could bear.
For now, she would continue on because she was all her people had now. She had to be strong for them. Once they were safe, then she would find a place, somewhere where nobody would see her and she would mourn Lyanna, more fiercely than she would have expected to.
Unknown
It was a beautiful day along the beach. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a gentle breeze blew against the water and trees. It would be anyone's definition of paradise, untouched by men for years. The occasional pirate would sometimes use this island to store goods, but times had gotten bad for these pirates.
The only thing that marred this natural beauty was the trail of blood running into the ocean. It tracked back to a body that had washed up on shore during the storm and hadn't moved since. The blood came from wound along the side of the body's head. With a jerk and a gasp, Lyanna opened her eyes and breathed deeply, forcing her way back into the world of the living.
A/N: So I'm pretty sure nobody was fooled, but I had to try. Side note, I barely hear from any of you guys, so please review. Us authors like that, it lets us know we are doing good.
