PETYR BAELISH

Many people in the world have the ambition to rise above their circumstances, but none more so than Petyr Baelish. He is descended from a Sell-Sword who was given the rank of knight and a small keep. At an early age both Petyr's parent died and he was sent to be fostered at Riverrun. Upon arriving at Riverrun Petyr fell in love with Hoster Tully's daughter Catalyn Stark. It was he started the nickname Cat and upon meeting set out to win her heart. Upon arriving at Riverrun Petyr caught the attention of Catelyn's younger sister Lysa Arryn.

One midsummer's night Lysa gave herself to Petyr in an attempt to prove her love for him and she became pregnant. Her father Hoster Tully brushed the incident under the rug and forced Lysa to abort the child. Petyr was forced to flee Riverrun, but many years later he received an invitation from Cat to her wedding. Petyr showed up and challenged Brandon Stark to a duel for Catalyn. He would have died if Catalyn had not begged Brandon to spare his life.

"He just a boy…"

Those words hurt more than the wound Brandon inflicted on Littlefinger, a nickname he received from Brandon Stark during their duel. Petyr left Riverrun again determined to earn his fortune. Before the war he built up a network of spies and sold information. He also opened several brothels in Sunspear, Lannisport (When it was called Lannisport) and King's Landing. The brothels in Port Romyn were closed by order of Caster Romyn.

Eventually Petyr took the Mockingbird as his sigil and used Lysa's love to gain the position of Master of coin when Robert became King of Westeros. "Are you certain?" Petyr asks his most trusted agent at court. The two are in his office in a brothel in the city.

"I swear on the seven my Lord…Ser Jaime and the Queen...in Maegor's Tower…" Eight years had passed since Robert became King. "…A day after the King went hunting. Also I believe that Prince Joffrey and Princess Myrcella were fathered by the Kingslayer…"

"This kind of information can get you killed my friend…I want you leave King's Landing today…Head for Braavos…" For many years Petyr considered how he could use this information against the Lannisters and get revenge on the Starks. He had never taken Cat's rejection of him well, but he still loved her.

PRESENT DAY

Fifteen years had passed since Robert's rebellion and a lot has happened in that time. The Romyns now ruled the Western Expanse, Crakehall, and Axel Ridge with all lands, and the Iron Islands. If Petyr had that much power he would have declared himself a King. He knew the Romyns were plotting against Robert and the Lannisters, but how? No matter how hard Petyr tried he could not get a spy into West Point, Capri, or any of the Romyn's other holdings.

He theorized that the Martells for all their claims at peace were plotting as well. He has agents in Dorne, but Doran, Oberyn, and Elia are extremely cautious about what they say and too whom. Then one month Petyr gets a break in the East. Jorah Mormont a self-exiled Knight contacted him through his agents. In exchange for a pardon from King Robert Ser Jorah would sell him information concerning a viable threat to Robert's rule.

Petyr meets with Jon Arryn first, then he calls an emergency meeting with the King and the small Council. "What's so bloody urgent?" Robert asks.

In the past eight years Robert had eaten himself into obesity. The once proud warrior who defeated three armies in one day and killed the Dragon Prince was a huge fat blob. "Lord Baelish has acquired some information…"

"Well what is it?" Robert impatiently asks.

"As you know your Grace…Ser Jorah fled Westeros in disgrace…"

"Yes he was caught selling poachers into slavery…Ned was not pleased with that…"

"Well Ser Jorah contacted me through my agents in the East…It would seem that Prince Viserys is alive and well, living in Braavos, with his sister Daenarys Targaryen…"

"Impossible…" Renly Robert's brother declares. He had been made Master of Laws.

"He has ingratiated himself into the service of the Targaryens and in exchange for a full Pardon he will spy on them on our behalf…"

Robert looks at Varys, "You are supposed to be my Master of Whispers…How come you aren't telling me this?"

"Your Grace…I have keeping all my attention on the Martells and the Romyns…I shall contact my people in Braavos to confirm what Lord Baelish has told me…"

What Petyr didn't know is that Ser Jorah is playing double agent on behalf of the Romyns. They allowed Viserys to leave the mansion and set it up so that Ser Jorah could see him. After Jorah contacted Baelish Romyn agents kidnapped him and expressed what they expected of him. Petyr is in his office trying to figure out whether or not Lord Varys is in on the plot with Romyns and Martells.

"It is true your Grace…They are alive…" Varys says at the next meeting, "They are being aided by Illyrio Mopatis…He bought them a Mansion, gave them servants, a thousand guards, and enough gold to build an army with…apparently the Spice Lord didn't take well your rejection of his proposal…"

"I want you to look into hiring the Faceless Men to kill those Targaryen shits…"

"Robert!" Jon says in a disapproving fatherly like voice.

"I don't want to hear it Jon…I will not rest until the Targaryens are a distant memory…"

"The Faceless Men have rules Your Grace…" Varys says speaking up, "They do not accept contracts on Royalty, women with children, children, and slaves…"

"Then find me assassins who will…" He barks.

All attempts to assassinate Prince Viserys and Princess Daenarys fail. "My Lord Lyn Cobray is here to see you…"Petyr's bodyguard says a few months later.

"Send him in…My friend…What can I do for you?"

"Lady Lysa needs to see it's urgent…"

He shakes his head, "It's always urgent with that woman…" At midnight when the castle is mostly asleep Petyr meets Lysa Arryn nee' Tully in Dragon's Roost. When Aegon first built the Red Keep the Dragon's Roost housed the three Dragons, but the smell became unbearable so Aegon built the Dragon Pit. When Petyr arrives Lysa is waiting in tears.

"Oh Petyr!" She falls into his arms kissing him.

"Lysa! I told you about this…If Lord Arryn suspects the slightest part of impropriety against either of us it is over…Now quickly tell Petyr what is wrong…"

She composes herself, "It's Jon…He wants to send my little Robin away to be tutored by Stannis Baratheon…"

Petyr smiles on the inside, this is the moment he has been waiting for, "What can I do my Love…Lord Arryn and I are not good friends…Perhaps I can persuade the King, but he would side with Jon…"

"Something must be done…Petyr you know I love…I have always loved you…And it broke my heart the day Brandon Stark savaged you in that duel…"

She had to bring that up, Petyr thinks in annoyance, "Well…if Jon was no longer your husband…"

"He would never grant me an annulment…"

"No…So you must ask yourself…What are you willing to do my love?" A few days later they meet in secret again and Petyr supplies her with the poison. "You must mourn for a proper amount of time…Then my love we can be together…Remember…when he dies…flee to the Eyrie and then send the message to your sister…"

"You…you don't still love her do you?"

He can hear the uncertainty in her voice. He kisses her on the lips, "Catalyn called me boy…When she did that…I have always wanted revenge on the Starks for nearly killing me…This is it…"

"I must go…"

A few months later Jon Arryn falls ill and dies. Petyr pays Maester Pycel in the name of the Lannisters to say that he died of natural causes. Now Petyr Baelish almost has the Vale in his pocket. In a few months he can marry Lysa, kill her and take the Vale for himself. "Perhaps that weakling boy can have an accident as well…" Petyr says to himself.