King's Landing 297 AC.

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

Fear wasn't something he was used to, sure he'd been scared at times but never had he felt fear like he did when he saw that sword in the air. Knowing he'd not make it or that Ghost wouldn't make it had almost brought him to his knees, only for the fire to rise up inside him. The warging was instant and before he knew it he was looking down at Margeary's face, her fear matching his own.

Stopping the sword took everything he had and even feeling the man's pain as Ghost bit into his arm wasn't enough to force him out of him, only the sound of the sword falling did that. As he held her and told her that he was there, he turned her away so she didn't have to look at the man on the ground. For him, though there was another reason other than to protect her from the view, he wanted to see the man die. Ghost biting into his neck and the blood squirting from it made an even more gruesome sight next to the severed arm.

When Jaime, Arthur, and the others arrived, Jae began to move with Margaery only for the Gold Cloaks to arrive at the same time. He watched as they looked from him to Ghost, from Margaery to the bodies on the ground and he prayed they'd not try to stop him from leaving. Unfortunately, he was not so lucky and despite the fact that he was more concerned about his wife, he felt his anger rise as the Gold Cloak stepped forward.

"You need to explain this, you both have to come with us." the man said looking to him and Jae felt Margaery lean even more into him.

"You do not want to interfere with me." Jae said his mouth tight and his eyes full of anger as he glared a the man.

"I need you to come with me." the Gold Cloak said reaching out his hand to stop him.

"Get away from me, now." Jae said as he moved past him and whether it was the tone he used it or the fact that Ghost, whose mouth was covered in blood, was snarling at the man, Jae watched as he moved away.

Behind him he heard Jaime speak to the leader of the group of Gold Cloaks and so he, Margaery, Arthur, and Walder all moved down the street, Ghost walking alongside him for added protection. All the way back to the Manse Margaery stayed silent, her head tucked in close to his chest as his arms never left her. Upon reaching the Tyrell Manse he saw the guards come rushing back, both of them quickly stopping when he looked at them.

"Daemon, find out what happened from them." he said and Arthur nodded as he walked through the gate.

"Sam." Margaery said softly beside him.

"What's that my love?" he said as she looked to him.

"He killed Sam." she said and Jae just held her tightly before they moved to the door.

"I'm so sorry Marge." he said as he saw Willas come towards him, the cane hitting the ground rapidly as he moved far too fast for a man with a limp.

"What happened, Marge, Jon, what happened?" Willas asked worriedly.

"I think you should find your grandmother and your mother, she's unharmed Willas, but there was an attack, find them and we'll speak." he said and Willas nodded.

He led her to her room and called for the servants to fetch some water so he could clean the blood from Ghost's fur, knowing how the wolf must look to those around them. Once inside the room he felt her throw both arms around him and she began to cry in earnest, Jae standing there and letting her sob against his chest. Lifting her into his arms he carried her to her bed and lay her down, Margaery turning from him and facing the wall.

He stroked her hair and felt her breathing begin to calm and he whispered that she was safe and that he'd never allow anyone to harm her. Promising her, he then closed his eyes and prayed to the old god to help him hold this promise true. Olenna and Willas were the first to arrive and Jae prepared himself for the questions.

"What happened, is my granddaughter hurt?" Olenna said her concern clear and Jae felt Margaery shiver against his hand.

"She's unharmed Lady Olenna, but perhaps she needs something to help her rest?" he asked and hoped she could read his eyes, something that she must have been able to do as she sent for some dreamwine a moment later.

Jae could see she wished to sit down and be with Margaery but when he went to move away he felt his wife grab his hand and so he looked once again to Olenna who nodded. Instead, he moved up the bed some, his hand still on his wife's back and this allowed for Olenna to sit down and be close to her also. When the servant came back with the dreamwine Jae watched as Willas mixed it with some berry juice and then handed him the glass.

"Marge, you should drink." he said and she turned her head from the wall and looked up to him, her eyes red from where she'd been crying "Please, for me.".

She took the glass from him and drank it down and he leaned forward and kissed her softly on the cheek, watching as she turned back to face the wall once more. Thankfully by the time Alerie and Mace arrived she was asleep and Mace's loud proclamations were shut down by Olenna before they could wake her.

"What happened to my daughter, I'll see this whole city ransacked to find those responsible." Mace said loudly.

"Oh please shut up Mace, let her sleep, she needs it." Olenna said and looked to him.

"I don't wish to risk not being here when she awakens my lady, perhaps we could speak away from the bed?" Jae said and Olenna had the servants prepare some chairs for them to sit on.

Jae looked at Ghost and the water and saw Alerie look to the wolf too, her face crinkling up when she saw the blood and he wished he'd had time to clean it. Moving his hand from Margaery's back he stood up and walked with Olenna to the chair, watching as she bid them all sit.

"What happened Jon?" Olenna asked as soon as they sat down.

"I was in the gardens of the Manse my lady when I felt something wrong. I, Lord Jaime, Ser Daemon, and Sers Walder and Jors left, and when we found Margaery one of her guards had been attacked and a man seemed ready to attack her." Jae said and looked to Olenna trying to say he'd tell her more when they were alone.

"Who was this man? Where is he? I'll have his damn head for this." Mace said loudly, Alerie taking her husband's hand in her own.

"The man is dead my lord, it seems we arrived just in time and Lady Margaery was unharmed physically, though she did see one of her guards killed and the man ready to attack her.".

"One of her guards, where were the others?" Olenna asked.

"I do not know my lady, as we arrived back here two guards came running. I've asked Ser Daemon to speak to them, the one who died was called Sam I believe.".

"Franklyn's boy." Alerie said sadly.

"Where were the damn Gold Cloaks?" Mace said angrily.

"They arrived later my lord, they wished to speak to me and to Lady Margaery but I put them off for now.".

"Thank you Ser Jon, for everything." Alerie said and Mace nodded.

"I..this has rattled Lady Margaery badly my lady, I, on he way back here, I think it's for the best if I'm here when she awakens, just so she doesn't feel any worse than she already does.".

"I don't think…" Mace began.

"I think that's an excellent idea Ser Jon, far better she awakens to the face of the man who brought her here than think she's been abandoned." Alerie said with a smile.

"My love, it's not proper.." Mace said.

"I would of course not be alone with Lady Margaery my lord, at any time." he said and saw Mace look to his mother and then his wife before finally nodding to him.

As the Tyrell's got up to walk to Margaery, Jae leaned in to whisper to Olenna, telling her he was going to speak to Arthur and that he'd explain further a little later on, about what he found out and what he had left out. Walking to the door he looked to Ghost who sat down and then he walked out to speak to Arthur, needing to find out who this man was and who sent him.

Kings Landing 297 AC.

Jon Arryn.

He never liked tourney's and yet he had been looking forward to this one, the Lannister's had suffered a setback in Essos thanks to Illyrio, here they and the Tyrell's would be humbled a little and so he had hoped to enjoy it. Yet right from the very start of it things had begun to go wrong. Firstly there was the removal of Viserys's head and the replacement that had been left in its stead. Even now he still wasn't sure which had bothered Robert more, though he was fixated on the idea that he had Dragonspawn supporters in his midst.

Then there was Jon Snow somehow convincing his fool of a foster son to allow a prince of the realm to squire for a damn bastard. Nothing he or the queen could say was enough to change his mind, not only was it Ned's Boy, and by the seven did he hate that phrase, but also the bastard had piqued the king's interest with a wager. That he'd also once again managed to win a fight in front of Robert and then given credit to the prince, only making Jon's job that much harder.

Added to his annoyance over things was the fact that his wife and goodsister seemed to be engaged in some silent war and that Illyrio had departed abruptly. Were it not for the letter his man had brought to him and Lomas confirming he'd left on his ship, Jon would have worried about their benefactor. With how important he now was to the realm, the last thing they could afford was him to abandon them. Shaking his head he almost laughed, Illyrio had proved himself a true friend of the crown and he was worrying over nothing.

"My lord." Maester Gormon said as he took his seat at the table, Jon waiting for the rest to arrive so he could get this meeting over and done with.

"Grandmaester." he said with a nod.

Soon Stannis, Petyr, Renly, and Lomas arrived, and then even Jon was stunned when the king arrived also, Robert strolling in and seeming far happier than he'd seen him in days.

"Your grace?" he said and was annoyed when Robert laughed.

"What is it, Jon? surprised to see me here, I came at Lomas's request." the king said and Jon looked to the Master of Whisperers.

"Forgive me my lord, I had hoped to speak to you but his grace asked me to keep him informed on this.".

"Very Well Lomas, please don't let me stop you." Jon said looking at the larger man.

"As per his grace's instructions I've been looking into the theft of Viserys's Targaryen's head." Lomas began.

"Fucking Dragonspawn, it's not just his fucking head now is it?" Robert said.

"No Your Grace, we've not been able to recover his body either.".

"Ha, at least the fucking thing raced through the streets." Robert laughed.

"Indeed your grace. As I was saying I've been looking into this and I'm certain now that it's the work of the Whispering Skull." Lomas said and Robert looked at him.

"The Whispering what now?" Robert asked.

"The Whispering Skull your grace, someone I've begun to come across more and more, someone in the same line as work as myself." Lomas said.

"You're telling me there is another Master of Whisperers working in my kingdom?" Robert asked angrily.

"I believe so Your Grace, though who he's working for or what his goal is I cannot say.".

"Then what the fuck can you say?" Robert asked as he took a swallow of his wine.

"That I believe this man to be responsible for the theft of Viserys's head and body, that he is also responsible for the White Stag being placed in its place among other things.".

"What other things?" Renly asked.

"I believe this man may have been behind the deaths of Grandmaester Pycelle, some if not all of the other Maesters and Lord Varys." Lomas said to gasps though Petyr chuckled.

"Is he also responsible for his grace's victory on the Trident as well Ser Lomas, really I think you give this man far too much credit. Even were he to exist how could he do such things?" Petyr asked and Jon nodded looking to his friend.

"I believe he's a faceless man Lord Baelish." Lomas said and then Petyr's smile left his face.

"What evidence do you have of this?" Stannis asked though he knock on the door stopped Lomas from answering.

"Your Grace, my lords, forgive me, Ser Jacelyn wishes to speak to you." Ser Preston said popping his head into the room.

"Tell him to wait his fucking turn." Robert said and Jon looked on as Ser Preston moved to do so.

"Your Grace, if Ser Jacelyn is willing to interrupt this meeting then he must carry news of great import." Jon said and reluctantly Robert nodded and Ser Jaceyly Bywater stepped into the room and stood in front of the table.

"Ser Jacelyn?" Jon asked.

"Your Grace, Lord Hand, forgive my interruption. There's been an attack, Your Grace, on Lady Margery Tyrell. A man killed one of her guards and attempted to kill Lady Margaery." Ser Jacelyn said.

"Is the lady harmed Ser?" Petyr asked.

"No my lord, apparently Ser Jon Snow and the white wolf arrived as the attack was occurring?".

"Is Ned's Lad hurt?" Robert asked concernedly.

"No your grace, he and the wolf were unharmed, though he refused me leave to question him or the lady, Lord Jaime informing me that he'd see Ser Jon to me once Lady Margaery was situated.".

"Where is Ser Jon now?" Stannis asked.

"He left with Lady Margaery my lord, he and the wolf along with his guards escorted her back to her family." Ser Jaceylyn replied.

"A true knight indeed." Renly japed receiving a glare from Robert.

"A lad doing a knight's duty, living up to the oath. Would there were more like him." Robert said smiling before he glared at Renly once again.

"The man who carried out the attack, do we have any idea who he is Ser Jaceyln?" Stannis asked.

"No my lord. The man himself was killed during the attack".

"Very Well Ser, keep us informed." Jon said and the knight bowed and left.

He found himself resisting the urge to laugh, the Tyrell's had enemies other than he, it would seem and he wondered who they were and could common ground be found. A part of him almost wishing the lady had fallen, or that Ser Jon had or even both and he found himself looking around the table to where Ser Lomas sat.

"Find out who was behind this attack Ser Lomas, we can't have daughters of great houses attacked, especially not during his grace's tourney." Jon said and Robert gave him a quick nod.

Truth be told he cared not about who attacked the golden rose, only that he'd no doubt soon be visited by the fat oaf demanding some sort of justice. As if the life of the attacker wasn't justice enough. He bemoaned the fact that Jon Snow was far too much a favorite of the king, if he had not been then perhaps there was some way he could use his actions here against him. Though he knew that was a forlorn hope, the king like his son falling for the idea of a bastard knight.

Kings Landing 297 AC.

Sansa.

She and Robb along with Grey Wind and Fang walked to the Red Keep, Sansa worrying about what her mother may say. It had taken her mere moments the night before to disparage Jon, to blame him for wrongs that he'd not done or would ever conceive of. Running him down for his actions in the melee, in the Throne Room, and in the feast itself and Sansa trying to figure out what it was her mother saw.

Had that not been enough to almost ruin her night, the run-in with Lord Baelish would have. Sansa, remembering how Fang and Ghost had reacted and how that had informed her view on the man. It didn't take long for him to reinforce that view either, doing her mother's bidding even if he diverted from it part of the way through. She saw easily what he was doing and it was laughable that he thought she'd fall for it. Come to speak to her on her mother's request and then sympathize with her and claim he felt different than she did.

There was a time when she didn't understand what people were truly like and when she couldn't see the lies in the words they spoke. The wolves could, Jon was right about that, they knew even if she did not. But her years with Margaery and Olenna and the time she spent with Willas, all had combined to give her insight too. As they got closer she felt herself smiling as she thought of Willas, of how he had held her hand and been there for her once again.

"Sansa?" Robb said from beside her.

"What?".

"You're smiling." he said looking at her curiously.

"Wow, you really are observant." she said rolling her eyes and giggling.

"I am. It's good to see.".

"What is?" she asked.

"You smiling." he said and she smiled some more as they walked into the Tower of the Hand.

They were no sooner inside than they saw Summer sitting forlornly in the corner, the wolf running to his brother and sister when he saw them.

"Bran is here?" she said and Robb looked to the guard.

"My brother that's his wolf, is he here?".

"I believe he broke his fast with Lady Lysa and Lord Robert as well as the lady's brother, sister, and uncle, my lord." the guard said.

"Very well." Robb said and they moved to go up the steps, the guard stepping forward before looking at them both.

"Lady Lysa doesn't wish the wolves too close to Lord Robert, my lord.".

"The wolves are friendly, surely she'd not refuse." Sansa said but the guard shook his head and so they reluctantly left the wolves with Summer, though she thought the other wolf looked much happier now.

They made their way up the stairs and were shown to a large door and then led inside. Sitting at the table was her mother, uncle, aunt, granduncle, and Bran, all of whom looked to them.

"Sansa, Robb." her mother said frowning and then smiling a moment later.

"Mother, we came to join you if you'd like?" Sansa said and her mother's smile was far truer as she bid them both sit.

"Aunt Lysa, Uncle Edmure, Uncle Brynden." Robb said nodding to their relatives and Sansa was glad he addressed them as she wasn't sure what to call their granduncle.

"It's good to see you nephew, you too niece." Edmure said.

"You too uncle." Sansa said giving him her best smile.

The rest of the meal was a bit stilted making Sansa wonder if they'd interrupted some discussion or other. She noticed how her granduncle barely spoke to her mother or her uncle and aunt, instead seeming to both be listening anytime they spoke to Bran and now talking to Robb. Bran on the other hand was speaking animatedly, telling her as well as the others about his duties as a squire and how much he was enjoying it.

It was Lysa who left first and she was followed by Edmure, leaving Bran and her granduncle to stay with her, Robb, and her mother. Looking to her granduncle once more she smiled at him and got one in return but the impression she was forming was had they not arrived, then he and Bran would have been gone from the room by now. Something that they were but a few moments later, the Blackfish telling Bran they needed to make sure the horses and lances were ready for the jousts.

"I'll see you later Sansa." Bran said as he walked over to her, Sansa giving him a hug before he left.

"Aye, later little brother." she whispered before he went and said his goodbyes to Robb and their mother.

Once they were gone there was silence for a bit as the servants cleared the table before their mother brought them to sit with her near the window. How they were going to start this was something neither she and Robb had discussed and she began to think that perhaps her mother wouldn't even bring Jon up. She was wrong about that and almost as soon as they were sitting down together she did, among other things which soon had her annoyed.

"I'm sorry about last night Sansa, about upsetting you, but you must know the truth. I'm your mother my job is to protect you.".

"I know, mother, I just, last night I was just not ready to hear it." she said and saw her mother look to her in surprise.

"Hear what?" Robb said and Sansa had to admire his mummery, had she not known better she'd have thought they'd not even spoken such was how he now looked at their mother.

"About Jon." Sansa said sadly.

"I know you care for your half brother Sansa, you too Robb, but you're not privy to the same things I am. You don't see or hear what I hear about him.".

"Jon's been good to us, mother." Robb said with half a sigh and Sansa saw her mother's eyes light up.

"He has, but have you ever truly asked the reason why Robb, you too Sansa. Look beyond what you think is the reason, have you ever asked yourselves why?".

"Because he's our brother, mother." Sansa said with far less surety than she truly felt.

"Is that the only reason, look at the melee Robb, where was he when you were being attacked?".

"Nowhere." Robb said shaking his head.

"Exactly, he was more concerned with himself, more concerned with his own glory, even if it meant you had to fall. That's what I've been trying to show you both, his claim to care for you, it's an act.".

"I..last night he questioned me, about you and Lord Baelish, what we spoke of and where I'd gone, it was most strange, mother." Sansa said and her mother nodded.

"That's exactly what I worried about, he's trying to find out things to use against us, against you both.".

"But why mother, he'd not be able to take Winterfell, how could he." Robb said and Sansa almost grimaced thinking her brother had gone too far too soon.

"Would he not, with the prince's ear, would he not?".

"The prince's ear?" she asked with a look of confusion on her face, not hearing her mother use this reasoning before.

"Prince Tommen, is his squire now Sansa, what if he becomes as friendly with him as he does with everyone else? Uses him to rise as he has the Lannisters and the Tyrells." her mother said shaking her head.

"I..I don't know." she said looking to the ground.

"With the support of a prince he could have him back him over Robb for Winterfell, with the Tyrells and Lannisters also, even with the Manderlys Robb." her mother said looking to her brother.

"Lord Wyman would never, I'm to marry his daughter, mother." Robb said determinedly.

"Perhaps, or perhaps that's been the plan all the while, Lord Wyman gets you for a goodson even though you deserve a more suitable bride, someone more suiting your station.".

"Wynafred is a suitable bride mother, she's most suitable." Robb said looking to her and she knew she had to intervene before her brother lost his composure, though it surprised her that their mother couldn't see it.

"I think what mother means is that as Warden of the North your options were higher even than Lady Wynafred, Robb, not to disparage the lady herself." she said and saw her mother nod and smile at her, something which annoyed her immensely.

"That's exactly what I meant Sansa, the princess or Lady Margaery, a lady of a great house is more suitable to the Lord of Winterfell than a bannerman's daughter, that was why your father and I were wed." her mother said proudly and Sansa had to look away, now knowing the real reason for their wedding.

"What are we to do then mother? If what you say is true and I fear it may be, what are we to do about it?" Robb said shrugging.

"Nothing, leave it to me I'll see the bastard brought to task." her mother said gleefully.

"Mother." Sansa admonished.

"I'm sorry Sansa, I know how you think you feel about him but you need to understand, he's not your blood, not truly and he doesn't feel the same about you as he's tricked you into feeling about him." her mother said and Sansa looked to Robb as this time it was her on the verge of losing her composure.

"Tricked us?" Robb asked.

"To further his own ends, he's made you think he cares and you being the true and good children that you are you have in turn cared for him, but it's a lie Robb, Sansa, it's a lie you must believe me." her mother pleaded.

"What will you do?" Sansa said and she swore her mother looked on the verge of either tears or laughing loudly and she wasn't sure which it would be.

"I'll take care of him, I'll see it done right this time." her mother said.

Sansa felt the rage rise to the surface her anger ready to boil over and all her efforts to hold it in failed her.

"What did you do mother?" she said angrily "What did you do? What do you mean this time you'll see it done right? What did you do?" she shouted as she rose to her feet.

"Sansa I.."

"No, enough of this mummery, what did you do to my brother, answer me?" she said and she watched as Robb looked to her and then their mother as his face changed while he tried to figure out her anger.

"Sansa, please." her mother pleaded.

"No, no, answer me, tell me the truth for once in my life? What did you do to my brother?" she asked as she glowered at her mother and balled her hands into fists.

The door opened and the guards came running in, Robb and she both looking in shock at the sheer number of them and the fact that Walder was among them. As Grey Wind and Fang too both came in, Sansa looked on as both wolves growled at her mother and as she took a step forward she heard Walder speak.

"Lady Sansa, Lord Robb, both of you must come with me now, Ser Jon has asked me to see you both to the Manse, please we must not dally." Walder said and she saw Robb look from their mother to her.

"Ser Walder has something happened?" she asked worriedly.

"Please Lady Sansa, come with me I'll explain on the way, but we must leave now." Walder said.

Looking to Robb she nodded to him and her brother walked towards her, only Sansa taking a glance back at her mother as they left. She wished to continue their conversation and felt had she more time then she'd get to the bottom of what it was her mother had done. Though the twisting of her stomach told her she didn't truly wish to and so instead she reached out to Fang to try and see what the wolf was feeling. Very quickly she could feel the wolf's disdain for her mother and she found it matched her own at the moment.

As they walked down the stairs she saw the Hand's guards look to them and once outside she was stunned by just how many guards Jon had actually sent for them. Climbing into the carriage beside her brother she was glad to see Cregan sitting there and as soon as they were inside, the carriage began to move.

"What happened, did someone find out about Jon?" she asked and Cregan shook his head.

"No, a man attacked Margaery, she's unharmed but..someone tried to kill her Sansa." Cregan said and Sansa gasped as she looked to her brother, both of them thinking the same thing and Sansa hoping for her mother's sake that she had nothing to do with this.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Olenna.

Waiting to find out exactly what happened was almost more than she could take, that her granddaughter was unharmed was a huge relief. That, someone, had dared to attack her and had gotten close enough to kill one of her guards was not. Olenna looked at Margaery as she lay there, Alerie and Mace both hovering over her and she felt her breath hitch more than once.

When the door opened she saw Loras rush in and almost push his mother and father out of the way, her grandson leaning down to check his sister was unharmed. He then looked around the room to see where Jon was and looked to her confused, only for Jon to walk in a moment later. Loras then looking at Jon and seeming to check that he too was unharmed before he relaxed.

Jon signaled to them to follow him and she, Willas, and Loras all walked from the room and into the one next to it, her room and she was glad of that as she sat down at her own desk. Willas and Loras both taking a seat though Jon did not instead pacing for a bit before he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Olenna watched as he seemed to breathe deeply before he opened them and looked to them all.

"Forgive me Olenna, I find my temper is frayed and it would do no one any good for me to lose it suddenly." Jon said and she almost smiled at him for that, that he cared so much for Margaery that he was still now on the verge of losing control.

"It's quite alright Jon, please sit." she said and he did and she looked on as Willas gave him a glass of water which he drained down in one go.

"According to the guards Olenna, Margaery decided to come and visit me at the Manse as she wished me to accompany her when she visited the orphanages later. Given that both Manse's are close to each other she decided to walk and along the way she stopped to give some coppers to some children, at which point a man stole her purse and the two guards chased after him leaving her with Sam." Jon said and she could see he was on the verge of losing his temper once again, something she too was close to.

"They left her alone with one guard?" Willas asked.

"They did Willas. From that point until I arrived I can only hazard a guess as to what happened, I assume the man killed Sam and when I saw them he had his sword raised ready to bring down on….to bring down on…" Olenna nodded to Willas who filled another glass and she watched as Jon shook his head before he looked to her.

"How did you know Jon? What reason did you have to suspect something was amiss?" Willas asked when Jon seemed ready to speak.

"I don't know Willas, myself and Lord Jaime had been sparring and we were discussing the events of the melee and I felt Ghost in my head, I felt danger and I ran and just came upon them." Jon said.

"Accidentally, you came upon them accidentally?" Willas asked and she was glad her grandson was calm enough to ask questions as she was finding herself not.

"No, I was directed there Willas, it's hard to explain, I felt Ghost telling me there was danger and though I didn't know where I was going, I didn't run randomly.".

"The man who attacked Margaery, Jon, what happened when you got there?" Loras asked.

"I saw him and I knew I was too far away, that I wouldn't make it, that Ghost wouldn't make it, I had to do something, anything, and so I warged him." Jon said and Olenna found herself looking to him.

"Like with the Mountain?" Loras said and she looked to her grandson in shock, he had known that Jon could do something like this, that he could warg into a person.

"No, this was more deliberate, more controlled." Jon said and Loras nodded "I warged in and stopped the sword, stopped it from falling, and then Ghost did the rest.".

"The rest?" she asked.

"He suffered Olenna, trust me he suffered.".

"Who was he Jon and why did he target my granddaughter?" she asked angrily.

"I don't know, I've sent for Richard and I'll find out but this wasn't random, this was planned. He was no mere thief or cutthroat, this was something else." Jon said.

It was later that night that Richard arrived and Jon had stayed with her and Margaery until then. Mace had gone with Willas and Loras to speak to the Gold Cloaks, more to get him away from the room than for any hope he'd find anything, that it allowed her to speak to Jon on other matters was a distraction if nothing else.

"Tarly, Jon?".

"I know Olenna, I saw the chance to bring him in and took it, had I beat him then he'd have borne a grudge against me later, now knowing the truth it lets him know he lost to a king." he said and she looked at him.

"How did you let him know?" she asked.

"I sang." Jon said and she chuckled.

"How did you leave it with him?".

"I gave him enough to know I'm my father's son, told him of Richard, and that he'd be in touch." Olenna smiling as she watched him move Margeary's hair from her face.

"Have him do it here, I'll see Tarly brought in but I wish to be present at the meeting." she said and Jon nodded.

"I almost lost her, had I been…if I was just a moment…gods when I fucking find the people responsible, I'll fucking see them burn.".

"We both will." she said as she reached out and touched his hand.

They sat there and watched as Margaery slept, Alerie coming in with some tea which she was surprised Jon drank, all three of them sitting silently and just looking at the bed. When Richard came by, Margaery still hadn't awoke and so she, Jon and Ser Arthur walked to her solar to speak to him, Willas soon joining them while Loras went to Margeary's room. She was surprised to see Lord Jaime there though not with how Jon walked straight to him, the lord reaching out to make sure Jon was doing well.

"What have you found out?" Jon asked and Richard began to tell them all that he knew.

"The man who tried to kill Margaery was Ser Gerold Dayne, the Darkstar." Richard said and both she and Jon looked to Arthur who seemed to have already been told the news.

"Why would Arthur's cousin attack Margaery?" Jon asked confused.

"My cousin was always a law onto himself Jon, Alaric would tell me of how he wished to take my place and how he wanted to be known as the best swordsman in the realm. But all knew that his reputation would never allow him to wield Dawn, even were I not alive." Arthur said.

"I don't understand, why would he wish to harm Margaery?" Jon said and while they spoke Olenna found herself tuning them out.

Her mind though was already making the leaps, Margery and Jon were married, she was in all but name his queen and would be once he took the crown. Doran like she did wished his blood on the throne and a Dornishman had tried to kill her granddaughter, that this was blatant and stupid could perhaps be put down to the man who made the attempt. That he made the attempt at all could in her mind only be laid at the feet of one man, Doran Martell and if Jon didn't see him burn, she would.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Ser Barristan.

He walked from White Sword Tower to collect the prince and to make ready for the day ahead, not knowing what kind of a day it would be. The joust was now starting under a cloud and Barristan was unsure if his king would compete at all. That, someone, had attacked Lady Margaery in the city stunned him as did finding out who it was, though seeing the body and what had been done to it had not.

Barristan knew some of Jon's and the Starks connection with the wolves, while he didn't understand warging fully, it had been explained to him. Knowing that and that Jon had arrived as the attack was taking place, when he and Arthur had looked at the body he had known that the wolf was acting on its owner's regard. Walking into Maegor's Holdfast he made his way to the royal apartments and saw Ser Richard, Ser Preston, Ser Mandon, and Ser Justin waiting for each of their charges.

"Lord Commander, they've just finished." Ser Richard said.

"Very good Ser, I want more men with the king today, Ser Arys will be along to join you, Ser Preston." Barristan said and the knight nodded.

"Very good Lord Commander.".

"Don't allow them to much freedom today Sers, with what happened with Lady Margaery I want you all to be on high alert." he said and the four knights nodded.

After a few moments waiting it was Prince Tommen who came out first and nodding to the other Kingsguard, Barristan walked away with the prince beside him. They were supposed to meet Jon and the others in the stables and as he walked he couldn't help but wonder if he'd show. A part of him hoping he would not and yet the larger part of him hoped more than anything that he would.

Since Jon had spoken to the king in the Throne Room, this was the closest Barristan had felt to being a true Kingsguard. Under the guise of being the prince's sworn shield, he'd been able to guard his king also, to be close to him, and to speak to him far more than he had in the last few years. That they were so close to making their move and he almost able to be away from this place and by Jon's side, each day since he'd felt excited when he awoke.

"Mother said someone attacked Lady Margaery?" Tommen said as they walked.

"They did but she's unharmed my prince.".

"Will Ser Jon still compete, she's his friend?" Tommen asked.

"I do not know my prince, we'll soon find out." he said glad the prince left it at that.

Watching all the knights, squires and stable lads scurry around to ready themselves for the day's events made him glad he was not competing until the morrow. The king had given him leave to have his own tilts when Jon was not competing so that Tommen could do his duty. Whether it was the prince's or his own idea Barristan couldn't be certain but he was glad of it.

"There's Ser Loras." Tommen said and Barristan chuckled at the young boy, noticing he gave the title only to those he liked.

"Let's go speak to him and see if Ser Jon is nearby.".

They walked over and found Loras being helped by Jon's cousin Cregan and Lady Brienne, though there was no sign of Jon or Jaime anywhere. Once they reached them it was Tommen who asked and Barristan found himself relieved. both with the first question from the prince's lips and the answer to the second.

"Ser Loras my best wishes to Lady Margaery." Tommen said and Barristan watched as the smile appeared on Loras's face.

"I thank you, my prince, I'll relay them to my sister when I speak to her.".

"Is Ser Jon to compete, Ser Loras?" Tommen asked nervously.

"He is my prince, he and Ser Ghost should be along in a little while, why don't you go see to Ser Winter." Loras said and Barristan had to hurry after the prince as he almost ran to the stables.

They found Winter and Honor still in their stalls and Barristan picked up some apples for both of them, handing them off to the prince to feed them both. He then helped the prince find the brush and got the stool ready for him to brush the horse's coat, the mare standing still as he did so. It was when they went to get the saddle that he heard Jaime and Jon walk in and the smile on the prince's face was beaming when he saw his knight.

"A dutiful squire indeed, even more so than I was at your age. I thank you my prince for your diligence." Jon said smiling at the prince and giving Barristan a nod.

"It is my duty to help you prepare Ser Jon, shall I go check the lists? Tommen asked and Barristan watched as Jon looked to Jaime and then him, motioning with his head that they'd talk later.

"Why don't we both go and check my prince, I'm sure Ser Barristan can spare you for a moment and Ser Walder and Ser Daemon will ensure we're both well guarded." Jon said the last part whispered to Tommen, though loud enough that he could hear.

"Can I, Ser Barristan?" Tommen asked eagerly.

"Go, but straight back here my prince." he said and watched as Jon and the prince walked from the stables, both of them laughing and Jon mussing the prince's hair.

They weren't gone long when he moved to Jaime eager to find out about the king's mood and if there was a larger threat against him.

"He seems happier than I'd have thought?" he said.

"A front Barristan, a mummery, had Lady Margaery herself not basically ordered him to leave then he'd still be at her bedside." Jaime said.

"The lady is well?".

"Shaken, but all things considered she is well, the attack it makes no sense Barristan, not it nor the attacker." Jaime said moving closer to him.

"You think Dorne involved?" he asked.

"To what end? Oberyn and Doran have accepted Jon and Tyrion and Arianne are involved and seeking to marry, no it makes no sense for them to act against us." Jaime said and Barristan found himself agreeing.

"Then who?" he asked.

"I don't know, Jon will find out though Barristan and may the gods help the people responsible.".

He helped Jaime saddle both horses and when Jon and Tommen came back it was a disappointed prince he saw, as the lists hadn't been released yet. Though that disappointment soon faded when after Jon led Winter from the stables he then helped the prince onto the horse's back. The rode down to the practice area with Barristan walking with Jaime behind them.

Looking around he was glad to see no other member of the royal family in sight when they reached the open grounds, Jon deciding to ride fast down the straight with the prince still in the saddle when they got there. While Barristan knew it was to help bring Tommen even more close to them, he could also see that while Tommen laughed loudly, Jon too seemed happy in the ride.

Soon enough it was time to head to the tiltyards themselves and they were joined by Robb Stark who was acting as lance bearer for his brother, while Tommen worked as a squire. It seemed Lady Brienne was acting for Jaime and Cregan for Loras and Barristan watched as the day's competitors lined up. The King and Queen had already arrived and the joust was soon to be declared open.

"On behalf of their Graces King Robert and Queen Cersei, My Lords and Ladies, good men and women of King's Landing and the realm. I hereby welcome you to the joust's of the tourney of King's Landing 297 AC.".

King's Landing 297 AC.

Gerion.

He sat with Ashara and Joy, Genna, and Kevan sitting behind him with their children and Dacey and Joanna to his left. All of them apart from Joy having little to no interest in the day's events. Even though Jon, Loras, and Jaime would all be competing, Gerion had felt no interest in seeing a joust, the events of the past day making it seem a chore rather than a pleasure to attend.

They'd been stunned when they heard and had given Jon and the Tyrell's the day, even despite Joy's protestations. Only going to the Tyrell Manse that morning to both show their support and so Joy could see that Margaery truly was unharmed. The night before they'd sat around the table, Jaime and Dacey and he and Ashara, even Kevan and Genna joining them as they discussed it. None of them able to understand why someone would attack Margaery so publicly and even less sure of what the reason for the attack would be.

When they had arrived at the Tyrell manse, Joy had almost dragged him to Margaery's room and he'd stood watching as his daughter had hugged first Margaery and then Jon. She'd then looked over every inch of the girl, making sure that she was unhurt, and only once she was sure had not been had she relaxed. He'd been surprised to see Margaery seem so unperturbed by the attack, though she was clearly holding some of it inside.

"I don't think she or Olenna are coming." Ashara whispered as the riders lined up to be introduced.

"No, it seems not, Lord Mace and Lady Alerie have come as has her brother." he said nodding to where the Lord of Highgarden sat.

"Aye, how is she?" she whispered as Joy stared out at the riders, her eyes going to Jon and smiling when she saw him.

"Relieved." he said and she nodded.

Like with most jousts the first few were boring and the competition only raised any interest in them when those they cared about took part. That Loras and Jon were both competing so soon after the attack adding in more worry than their opponents would give them. So when Loras was the first of them to ride out, Gerion and Joy moved to the edge of their seats and up in the stands, he felt the Tyrell's were doing likewise.

Not that any of their concern was needed as Loras unhorsed his opponent on the second tilt. Jaime when he rode managing to do it in a single tilt and the day soon went into a routine, Jon they'd learn was not riding until after lunch. They ate nearby having decided not to leave the field like some others, Genna and Ashara making a picnic of it. Loras and Cregan and Jamie and Brienne soon joined them, though Jon and Robb did not and Gerion found himself worrying a little about Jon's focus in the upcoming joust.

"Jon not coming papa?" Joy said and it was Jaime who answered.

"He's eating with Winter, Joy, making sure he's ready for the tilt." Jaime said and Gerion was happy that Joy seemed to accept this.

The meal was far more fun than he had thought it would be, the boys and girls all laughing together, Tion and Willem speaking of the duels on the morrow and Joy annoying them both by picking Martyn as the winner. Even Loras seemed to be far more relaxed than he had been earlier that morning. After eating they made their way back and soon it came time for Jon to tilt, Joy looking to him when Winter came into view.

"Did you place my wager papa?" Joy asked and he chuckled.

"I did, though I got bad odds." he said and Joy just smirked, the coin wasn't the prize for his daughter, it was backing Jon that she cared about it.

He looked to see the prince standing with Robb, both of them holding the lance as they gave it to Jon and then the ride began and the hit was as perfect as he'd ever seen. The rider flew from his horse and Jon waited until he rose before he turned and rode back. Be it eagerness to be done with the day or whether Jon carried extra anger in him Gerion couldn't be sure, what he knew was that he wasn't the only one relieved the day was done.

King's Landing 297 AC.

Jaehaerys Targaryen.

While he was glad she'd slept, Jae also wished she'd wake and tell him that she was feeling well, that she wasn't thinking of the attack and what she'd seen. Each movement she made on the bed making him think she was seeing that man's face and each sharp breath she took making him wish to reach out to her. He and Olenna had eaten in the room with her, only leaving to speak to Richard or to use the privy.

When Sansa and Robb had arrived he'd hugged his sister tight and then his brother also, telling them both that Margaery was unharmed and allowing his sister time with her friend. Robb told him a little of the run-in they'd had with Lady Catelyn though he gave him no details and Jae could sense his brother's upset. Sansa's was harder to find though that may have been because of worry for Margaery.

Reluctantly Sansa left to eat and then came back to say her goodnights, Robb heading back to the manse with a letter to Jaime and Jon and Olenna settled in for the night. Mace and Alerie, Willas and Loras, all came by and though they weren't fearful, their concern was clear to see. His own more in tune with Olenna's who seemed comforted by his presence.

"Jon." he heard Margaery say and looked to see her sitting up, Olenna having drifted off just like he had done.

"Marge, I'm here, I'm here." he said moving to the bed, feeling her wrap her arms around him.

"Oh Jon." she said softly as he held her.

"It's over Marge, he's gone and can't harm you." he said and felt her nod against his shoulder, moving back a little he looked into her eyes and kissed her, feeling her kiss him even harder.

"Ahem." they heard the cough and he turned to see Olenna awake and looking at them.

"Grandmother." Margaery said and he moved from her so she could be embraced by Olenna.

After a few moments of silence that was broken by Margaery's stomach rumbling, Jae got up and went to grab her some food. Returning as quickly as he could with some cold meats and fruit which both he and Olenna were happy to see Margaery ate most of. After she'd drank some juice and made herself comfortable on the bed she asked what they knew and so he told her most of what happened, leaving out the more gruesome of details.

"Why me?" she asked.

"I don't know Marge, I will find out though, I'll find out everything." he said and she looked at him curiously.

"How?".

"The Glass Candles, I can use them more, I saw the past, Harrenhal and my parents, I saw the truth of the rebellion." he said and both Margaery and Olenna looked at him with intrigue.

"The truth?" Olenna asked.

"Robert knew, not only did my mother tell him she had no wish to marry him, she sent a letter to him telling him of her and my father's marriage. He knew, at the Trident he knew and fought not for my mother as he claimed but to kill my father because of jealousy and envy, he wished the crown and he used my mother to get it." he said and Margaery reached out to touch his hand.

"I'm so sorry, Jon." his wife said and he smiled at her and looked her in the eyes.

"After the day you had, it's me who's supposed to be comforting you." he said with a chuckle and was happy to see her smile.

Olenna reluctantly went to her bed after he once again gave her his oath that he'd behave honorably and once she had gone he lay down beside his wife and held her in his arms. Both of them soon falling asleep and Jae waking early the next morning, it was then they almost argued once more. Margaery telling him he had to compete and Jae trying to get her to understand he didn't wish to.

"It's not about your wish Jon, it's how it'll look, not to mention Prince Tommen and your plans, you must compete." she said as he looked at her and shook his head.

"I should be by your side, protecting you, that's the only thing I should do.".

"You can't protect me always Jon, despite wanting too. Besides you came when I needed you, you saved me. I'll not go today but you must." she said.

"Marge.."

"No Jon, I insist." she said, and were he not so annoyed he'd have laughed at the crease in her brow when she spoke.

"Ghost stays with you." he said leaving no room for argument and she nodded.

They broke their fast with the rest of her family and he could see they were relieved to see her seeming so relaxed and unbothered by the previous day. Once they were done Jae sent out for his chest and was glad when Jaime brought it with him. He carried it into the room and reached inside to take out the green and black candles, leaving the other one inside.

"Jae?" Olenna asked.

"Since I must compete and you don't wish to attend, perhaps you don't need to miss out." he said and Margaery looked to him and then grimaced when he cut his palm.

Holding the green one in his hands Jae looked to the black one and then pictured the tiltyard and watched as it came into view. Olenna looking on while Margaery smiled and he then explained what they'd see.

"You can watch with this, it'll work until I use the green one again." he said and Olenna smirked.

"You can use them that easily?" she asked.

"To see the present aye, the past is a different matter and I've not been able to see the future yet.".

"The future?" Olenna asked curiously.

"I've seen some, Margaery has too but I've not been able to will it, yet. I can't control it." he said and Olenna looked to Margaery.

As he was getting ready to leave she came to him with a small box in her hand and he shook his head, Margaery looking at him confusedly.

"Is that my present?" he asked and she nodded "Perhaps it's for the best if I collect it later?".

"You don't wish it now? She asked her voice a little hurt.

"More than anything in the world my love, but later would be for the best, that way I can fully thank you." he said and moved in to kiss her softly, the kiss being all too brief.

"Very well, I can accept that." she said with a smirk before wishing him luck for the day ahead.

He found spending time with the prince to be far more enjoyable than he had hoped, Tommen proving himself an excellent squire and he hoped not only to keep him on but once the truth outed that the lad would accept it and stay with him regardless. The tilt itself wasn't a problem and if anything it was more of an inconvenience, the truth being that he'd much prefer to be elsewhere.

After stabling Winter and reaching out to Ghost to find him laying on Margaery's floor, Jae walked with Ser Barristan and Prince Tommen and his own guards back to the Red Keep. He did his best to keep the prince amused, laughing and japing, telling him little stories and by the time they reached it he knew he'd made an even bigger friend of the boy. It was as he was walking back he saw her and he knew that he'd not be able to dodge out of her way, Lady Catelyn seeming to focus directly on him as she walked with her guards.

"Lady Catelyn." he said with a nod as he tried to pass her.

"You think you have it all in hand don't you, not content with surrounding yourself with your betters, you seem to think that no one can see your true nature." Lady Catelyn said and for the briefest moment he was about to walk away, and then he stopped and looked her in the eye.

"And pray tell me Lady Catelyn, what my true nature is?".

"You are a bastard born of lust and deceit and lust and deceit is all you know. You wish what isn't yours and while you may have hoodwinked all these others, I'm onto you bastard." she said looking at him.

"Are you indeed, what a clever woman you must be Lady Catelyn, why in all your focus on me you've proved it time and time again after all." he said with a smirk.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked angrily.

"Why is it if I'm who you think me to be, that you in your cleverness would you not have been able to stop me, to see me brought low, to remind me of my station? Yet as I've risen, it's you who've fallen. You who've been set aside and whose position is not what it once was." he said and made to move on.

"How dare you." she said moving to him and then stopping when Arthur and Walder moved a step forward.

"I dare because I can my lady because it's my nature after all." he said with a chuckle and then ducked as the slap came.

"Having seen me in the yard, do you really think you'll be the one I let get a hit on me? Mark my words my lady and mark them well, the days when I cowered to a fish are long gone." he said.

"Bastard." she shouted and he looked at her and smirked before she shouted again "You'll not get Winterfell, I'll see you dead first.".

"You really lack imagination, my lady, why would I wish for Winterfell? I have no quarrels with my brothers or sisters, they were not the ones who saw me as less than them. No my lady that was you and so why would I seek to punish them." he said looking to her and enjoying the gulp she gave.

"What..what do you mean?".

"Your family is in a position it doesn't deserve my lady, your father broke an oath that had stood for over two hundred years. Family, Duty, and Honor you claim, and yet your house cares not for any of them, not truly. Words in the wind my lady, words in the wind, that's what House Tully truly stands for and just like words in the wind, your house too will soon be forgotten." Jae said as he walked away, leaving her fuming behind him he began to whistle.

A/N: Thanks to all who've read and reviewed. Up Next we get a winner of the Squire's Duels, the Joust reaches it's conclusion, Randyl Tarly learns the full truth and we see where Rhaenix and Lygaron have gone.

Irish Hermit: I think with Edmure he thinks that numbers and his own arrogance is enough, he'd never yield but he convinced himself that Jae only was impressive against boys and against men he'd be shown up. Joff/Sansa was more both a little puberty thing and an opportunity thing, not so much that he was specifically targeting Sansa, more he saw her leave and went after her. I thought that with Tarly, he'd take offense to being beaten by a bastard, even finding out later the truth, knowing before he got beat changes that, it doesn't allow for the idea of the loss to a bastard to fester. Yes it was very reckless but sometimes it's needed.

I'm with you, I think for me the Greatjon is the ideal Northman, fierce, loud and proud, that the dipsticks who wrote the show decided to completely ignore the northern conspiracy and make the Smalljon turn is freaking pathetic and shows among so many other things they had no freaking idea of what they were doing. We'll see with Cat as for the Darkstar, I'll speak more when you read it.

Its not the same Sam, that was just me getting my digs in on Samwell lol.

On the Darkstar you're right, the thing is with him he is very recognisable, he has silver hair and a black streak in it, not too many people who look like that and well Arthur is alive here so he'd know of him. Olenna has already made the connection, we'll see both if Jae can and if he can prove it and then what he'll do with it.

Robb has come on so much, being under Wyman's tutelage allows for him to see things his father would never consider and he's seen some of his mother already.

Guest: It's more the combination of things, plus I've already established way back at Castle Black like fifty chapters ago that Jae sounds enough like his father when singing for it to come across, yes the accent may be different but the voice itself, the haunting melody of it is the thing. Here for Randyl it's Jae singing which clicks so when Jae takes off his helm and smiles the mind is already there, he's already thinking of it. It's like how Barristan recognised Jon because he was already thinking of Harrenhal or Jaime and Oberyn because they were haunted by memories of Rhaenys.

The Sphynx: So true as always.

Supremus: Hmm book Sam and show Sam are both in different ways to me at least not very nice people. Book Sam basically uses Jon to protect his own position, he manipulates the vote not because Jon is best for the watch but because with him as LC it works out best for Sam. Is he friends with Jon, yes, does he do some good things, yes, but he's also far less noble than people make him out. Show Sam is even worse, I'm talking Season 8 here, he gets Edd killed basically because even all these years later he's still a freaking coward, he tells Jon the truth at someone else's behest and to drive a wedge between him and Dany. He then never again mentions the fact that Jon is who he is nor sticks up for him at any point from then on in.

So friend's like that and all. I think there's a line between show/Sam and book Sam, a disconnect, people forget just exactly what he's like in the books and concentrate on the early parts of the show instead and then ignore how in the last season he's basically a dick.

Biohazard: So glad you liked it.

Anarchichmind; Thanks, I think we all have our views on characters and I try not to let them overly influence me, of course sometimes in some cases that's not going to happen. Which is why I then try to portray characters differently, how I use Jon A here compared to another story or how Jon and Cat are to each other here compared to a different story for example. The show screws over so many characters that it's hard to find one to actually like, Tormund perhaps is one of the few.

The thing with the Darkstar is canonwise this is what he's like, he speaks of himself in the third person, thinks he's the greatest swordsman alive and what he does canon with Myrcella is a dumb plan that I dare anyone to come up with the reasoning behind. Glad you liked the Sansa/Willas and the loyalist meetings are coming, events forcing them back kinda.

Xand007: Thanks my friend. With the Darkstar because of who he is they'd figure out there was more to it quite easily, a lord of a noble house attacking someone doesn't just happen. Ghost didn't swallow, Jae made sure to reward him with some decent meat lol. You stay safe also.

Liza: You're more than welcome my friend. I couldn't do it, evil genie or not lol. He did yes, I wanted it to be a bit hectic but yes that's what he did. As you see he died, Ghost was basically feeding of Jae's emotions and had Jae made it to the DS himself then he'd have been like Jon was with Ramsay after the BOTB, a little out of control, so here Ghost did it for him. This was what Olenna was trying to warn them about, now the DS was paying much closer attention, others who look at it would think the status prohibited anything between Jae/Marge but if you look you'd see it. Robb has come on enough to try this. With Lancel he has a little thing going on with Wylla so maybe. So glad you liked the Sansa/Willas interaction, I think it's so weird with Willas, yes he has a limp, he's heir to HG like in that world that trumps a limp, in canon Olenna was trying to match them and Sansa was for it, so here with her growing more I think she'd be more keen.

Jumpingmanatee: So glad you liked it, Ghost is the bestest boy ever.

Orthang: That's what I meant, to see if this can rein in his anger, He did pull a Hodor on him a far more controlled one now as he's getting better at it.

Bloodyredshade: I wanted the last part to be or give the impression of hectic confusion, so you weren't sure exactly what happened kinda adding to the rushed nature of it, but I'm really glad you got it.

Guest: I do worry sometimes that I think I'm answering someone right and they're on the other end of the translation going, did he just call me that lol. I think he needs it from time to time and he needs it from Marge or Joy or Sansa, as much as he listens to everyone else and takes advice and criticism on board, from them it's more so.

With Sansa, here she's gone through the education far earlier and without needing to actually suffer physically, so she's not as damaged as she was in canon but she understands the game more. I think with LF his fantasy is Cat but it's based on Cat when they were children and once he sees Sansa it's like being back in time, it's a little like Cersei' fear of Younger and More Beautiful, he sees Sansa and compared to Cat that's what she is.

That's precisely it with Cat, I think in canon that's her arc, she can't let the hate for Jon go and then post RW she's turned into a thing which only feels hate. Here she's so focussed on Jon and the evil that she thinks he is and the danger to her family she believe he will turn out to be that all else has been put aside, she does think she'd doing right and that she is the only one who can see the truth in his regard, or is smart enough to stop him. But it's an irrational hatred hat had overwhelmed her so in a way here she's a different version of LSH.

You can imagine what it would have been like had I fallen prey to the evil genie and did the cliff-hanger then lol You're right though if they figure it out then Doran is screwed and Olenna has basically figured it out.

White dragon warrior: He did it with the Mountain too, but with the DS he did it more easily, funny thing about the word, I had it basically the other way, a letter or two out and used spell check and it gave me the other lol.

Lady Octarina: I had thought of the Flea bottom attack, but went with this one as I wanted it to be Ghost and for Jae to do what he did, in terms of recognising him he's quite distinctive, silver hair with a long streak of black down the middle. We'll see if Jae can track him back, Olenna has already made the leap. With Richard you're right, one of the things with him is for years here he was to himself basically a dead man with nothing to live for and then Jae came along so he's far happier than he was. Glad you like the boys, we'll see Bran interact with Myrcella in a bit and some more Tommen, Robb going to White Harbor leads to this.

Jman: I thought of it, having a swordfight and show him put in his place, in the end it just worked better here, as for how they'll find out, we'll see.

Jessicanightmarewolf: No you're not wrong, I get where your coming from and if you feel that way then you're right to, just because my explanation for it is what it is, doesn't mean it resonates with you and I can see the other side of that coin. Your right if he finds out it was Doran it will be interesting, this is what happens when you send your son to foster with the smartest man in the north, it rubs off.

Daryldixon: We'll see her pay, that's all I'm saying.

Wsbenge: he has a very distinctive look and is Arthur's cousin, plus with Richard around yep, he was easy to recognise.

Tony Warrior: Este era un Sam diferente, Sam el guardia y no Sam Tarly. Me alegra que te haya gustado y la naturaleza de lo que vio Jae.

Gajeel, We're edging ever closer, Cat will try something with Jon before the end of the tourney, He totally would have put him in his place had he faced him. We'll see LF either next chapter or the one after it, see what Cat has said to him.

Chris the metis: The hate is the biggest thing with her it's become all consuming, her reason for being. We see this a little with Cersei in canon, she's so certain that Tyrion is literally behind every single thing that happens that it consumes her. On the DS Doran sent him so Cat is in the clear on that, though even Sansa is starting to question it.

Vfsnake: Had to make it close but yep she's safe and she got to lay in bed with her hubby overnight, so there was an upside.

Murdough: I can get people being pro targ, pro Stark even pro Lannister, to each their own. For me it's more that we always see in fics Jon embrace his Stark side, even when he finds out the truth he always picks Stark over Targaryen and I wanted to have him be more the other way around, I also don't think there needs to be a choice in his position.

One thing about the North being free is that before the Targs came when the North was free more wars were fought there and more people died there than post the Targs, yes they lost their independence they did gain though also. But a topic for another time.

That's my thoughts too, Jae was right and so very very wrong and he needs to be told that otherwise he never learns. Tarly is next, he and Olenna in the same room. Cat is getting away with that in a way because the BF doesn't wish to speak to her, had she actually brought that up with him it'd be interesting. One of the trait's a lot of the southern houses have is that sense of importance, the LP's and Wardens children even more so and Cat has that in spades here. She kinda knew that Jae won fair and square it's more she'd never be able to admit it aloud.

One of the things Doran has in his favor is that they think he's on their side, Olenna can see it more clearly than even Richard can, yes he'd look to Dorne, but maybe not to Doran.

Damn, sorry about the computer that sucks, hope health wise your doing better now, it must have been awful especially given what was going on in the world at the same time, You have my best wishes that they don't return.

Dirtycat: In terms of strength, how to put it unlike the TER Jae is not limited, he has more inbuilt magic than Bloodraven, more magical blood, where Bloodraven has he edge is he's been using it longer. On the DS as you see he didn't make it, and you called the Olenna part lol.

Guest: My issue isn't that he fears Dany, which he or Sansa have no reason to at that point anyway, it's that he's pissed at what happened to the father who threatened his life and he spent seven seasons moaning about and he uses that pissed attitude to drive a wedge between Jon and the woman he loves, that he knows Jon loves her only makes it even more of a really messed up thing to do to a friend. On DS we've seen here secrets don't stay dead.

Andrews: If Jae finds out about Doran he won't don't worry about that, he may in a way be ok with Cat trying to kill him, he won't be with anyone trying to harm Marge.

Celexys: That's exactly where I was writing it, this would be a good place to end, no, no, I can't lol.

Silverglow; Thanks so much for pointing that out, much appreciated.

Zyrus: We'll see with Tommen as you see thought DS didn't last long.

Dunk: That's it exactly with her, it's that she's so tied into a way of thinking, it's the sun didn't rise today, it's the bastards fault mentality. With Robb his mind has been tuned by Wyman and so we get this. The thing with the DS is that he's that way in canon, he really is this arrogant, speaking in the third person kinda of guy and you just go, ok I know he's supposed to be cool but he's so not lol. He didn't make it, Ghost feeding of Jae's emotions wouldn't allow that so we'll see if Jae can find out about Doran. They really are, I resisted them for now lol. The big speech is coming I'm trying to time it just right.

Badwolf: So glad you liked them, they are a big art of the story.

Earl: A little yes and it was me working out some of my own issues with Sam Tarly too, I had thought people would remember he's at the Citadel but I also kinda did yes.

Victoria: Thanks so very much my friend. Really glad you've stuck with me on this journey and we're in the last stages before the truth comes out. Doran will change his plans because of Tyrion but yes this was a huge mistake. Cat you're right she has no idea just how much they've learned, the funny thing is her children before Jae had them foster would be far more malleable, he's by helping them leave allowed them to grow and where Cat thinks it's hurt them, it's really helped. I really hope you enjoy what's to come.

Princeloki: Super super speed lol.

Platinum bro: Not really a cliff-hanger as such, and if so a far better one than it could have been, as for Doran, Olenna is onto him and if Jae finds out then he's not letting this slide. I think a man like the Darkstar wouldn't hire anyone, he likes to kill people himself. Well Bran could do it on a whim and Jae here is supposed to be far more magical than he, but Jae can't do it on a whim, he had no control the first time and here yes he could control it but he was so amped up, will he ever be in such a state ever again? That's one of the things, in the books he has this berserker strength thing, but it's not something he can call upon, here I've shown with the warging, he can do it to an extreme and he has huge control, but like everything there are limits.

Silentmayhem: We'll see, Olenna knows and Jae is eager to find out, we'll see just how eager over the next couple of chapters.

Mrspotter: A different Sam, Sam Tarly is in Oldtown at the Citadel.

Guest: I felt the exact same way about Sansa, especially show Sansa, I hated her by the end and was so close to bashing her here and then I took a breath and went, the changed circumstances of Jon allow for a changed Sansa and I like her here now myself, this is kinda how she could have been. With Arya, I honestly think they screwed her over as much as the other character who we're more clear about. They turned the Jon/Arya reunion into a meh scene, took away one of the biggest parts of her plot with Jon to give to Sansa and she makes no sense as a character once she gets back to Westeros, none.

In some ways yes it was well thought out and in others really not, but you're right had Marge not being connected to Jae then she dies.

Dievagol: So glad you liked it, I don't think he'd wait if he saw the opportunity and so had it happen soon, we'll see about Doran next.

Bellaswan: Doran may not feel as much relief as you may hope, he should be very worried now, as for Ghost I can honestly say I'd not thought of that, that wolf is going to get spoiled every time he goes to HG lol.

Anja; So glad you enjoyed it.

Sankar: I thought of doing the swordfight and felt it wouldn't have added anything, we know Jae is a better swordsman.

Minne: Very much so, if Jae finds out then there won't be any stopping him.

Ajgranger: It was indeed lacking with the guards, I kinda went with the idea of people almost being distracted, so Robb and Sansa took some and Marge's cousins took more and so Marge knowing she was going to have Jon and Arthur, Walder, Jors, only took a small number, it gave the DS the chance to make a move. It's a fine line with Robert and Jon because if Jon didn't know the feelings would kinda be returned and so I kinda have him instead giving them to Tommen. Hope you liked the Robb/Sansa.