Chapter 65: Vicious plans I.

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[Third person POV]

Boy, is that animal a wolf?" asked Tyrion from atop the ledge.

"It's a direwolf, his name is Ghost. What are you doing up there? Why aren't you at the feast?" Jon answered him and immediately asked out of curiosity.

"I've had too much to drink tonight, and I'm bored with the celebrations with my sister," Tyrion replied with a hint of drunkenness.

"Do you want to come down from there? Shall I bring you a ladder?"Jon asked, seeing that he was too tall for the man's stature.

"Come on now," Tyrion sneered, jumping down from the ledge. As he fell to the ground and stood up, he looked down at the wolf who looked up at him emotionlessly.

"May I pet your direwolf?" Tyrion asked him, for he had a great fascination with adventure and for the first time he was looking at a beast so famous in the north of Westeros.

"Ghost" Jon repeated, and ordered Ghost to sit still beside him "Now you may pet him."

Tyrion stroked the animal's fur, Jon seemed to see Tyrion as if he were a child by the look on his face as he stroked Ghost.

"I am Tyrion Lannister," Tyrion said.

"I know," Jon said.

"You're Eddard Stark's bastard, aren't you?" Tyrion asked looking at the young man's reaction "Have I offended you?".

"Lord Stark is my father" Jon replied through gritted teeth.

"Let me give you some advice, you bastard. Never forget what you are, because the world certainly won't forget it. Make it your greatest weapon, so it will never be your weak point. Use it as armour and no one can use it to hurt you," Tyrion told him, looking into the young man's eyes.

"What do you know what it means to be a bastard?" Jon raised his voice, he was in no mood for anyone's advice.

"All dwarves are bastards in the eyes of their fathers" Tyrion said, remembering the way his father and sister had treated him over the years.

"You are a legitimate son; your mother was the wife of the Lannister lord" Jon stressed what he knew of him.

"Really? Then tell him. My mother died giving birth to me, and he's never been quite sure" Tyrion said sarcastically.

"I don't even know who my mother was," Jon said in a low tone, remembering asking his father to tell him what his mother was like. But since his father's curt, emotionless reply in his eyes that he should not ask again, he has kept his sadness to himself.

"A woman, no doubt. Like most mothers. Remember well what I tell you, boy. All dwarves may be bastards, but not all bastards are necessarily dwarves," Tyrion said with a smile, then turned away and continued on his way to the feast.

At Starfall...

"Are you sure that's the house of Lord Dayne's bastard son?" a man asked a young squire spy of Littlefinger.

"Aye, this is the home of those who took care of him" The squire replied with a cruel smile, tightening his grip on the three silver coins in his pocket.

"Tonight we will pay them a surprise visit" The man said turning around heading towards an inn, along with two men who were accompanying him on his mission.

"My Lord, the bastard bought a mansion in Sunspear" The squire said waiting for more rewards.

"I know what you told me, it's nothing new, someone else will take care of him" The man finished his words entering the inn.

While this was going on, at the port Rhaenys disembarked with a serious look on her face, besides this she felt the urge to inquire who is behind such a malevolent plan to kill her husband.

"Who are you?" A guard asked her before letting her pass into the city.

"Nysa" Rhaenys replied, showing him a document prepared by Lord Dayne so that she could enter the city without being stopped by the soldiers.

"Please, come in" The soldier allowed her to enter as he saw Lord Dayne's signature seal.

Rhaenys found a young man holding his pocket with a smile on his face, so she approached him and chatted with him, then withdrew from the young man's sight and went on her way.

Rhaenys arrived at Lancel's parents' house, when Mary heard someone knocking at her door, she didn't expect to see one of her son's wives, so she asked her what was going on, since she was the only one who came to visit.

"I want you to move in with us to the mansion we bought in Sunspear, Lisa needs your help during her pregnancy" Rhaenys said with a serious look on her face.

"Alright, when do we leave?" Mary asked with concern for her daughter, as she doesn't want her to end up like her friend.

"Tomorrow, at dawn" Rhaenys told her remembering her dream.

"I have to tell Robert" Mary said with agitation in her voice. Rhaenys convinced her to go at this time along with her daughter to fetch Robert.

Rhaenys sat in a chair waiting for the assassins to come tonight.

A few minutes after nightfall...

"Are you sure his family is in the house?" The man asked the squire, the squire said he was sure with a smile happier than when the man handed him the three silver coins.

"Let's go" The man entered along with the other two.

The three of them entered the house by breaking the lock on the door, and saw only a young woman sitting with a dagger in her hand. She smiled as she saw them enter, then slowly stood up, the three stood on guard as they saw this young woman holding a weapon with traces of being skilled in its handling.

"At last you are here, I was getting a little bored waiting for you," Rhaenys said with a friendly smile.

"Who are you?" One of them asks her gripping her dagger tighter.

"You don't need to know, instead I want to know who sent them?" Rhaenys asks approaching them.

"Kill her" Their leader ordered attacking along with his two companions.

After a few seconds, the leader was on the ground unable to move, next to him lay the inert bodies of his two companions.

"Now answer my questions, who sent you?" Rhaenys asks, burying her dagger in the leader's left leg.

"It was Lord Littlefinger" The man answered between screams as he felt immense pain where the dagger was plunged into him. A moment after his cry of pain, he watches the young squire enter the house with a smile.

"It is done my Lady, outside there are two men waiting to take the bodies away" The squire said with a happy smile, the leader felt his blood boil from the anger by the cunning of this young.

"Really?" Rhaenys asked him, walking up to him and slitting his jugular.

The man watched all this from the ground, and smiled as he saw this traitor meet the same end as his companions.

"My Lady, let me live and I will help you kill Lord Littlefinger" The man pleaded as he saw Rhaenys approaching him with clear intent in her gaze.

"Why not?" Rhaenys asked the air, the man was thrilled to see this, for he had plans of revenge against everyone for his suffering, as well as that of his two brothers "I need no help," was the last thing he heard before he died.

Rhaenys called to the guard guarding the entrance to the city, he and another entered, and looked at the blood strewn on the ground along with four bodies lying in piles nearby. Both soldiers wondered why the young man they looked at at the entrance, was among those the young woman killed.

"Take the bodies away, the people who live here are about to arrive at the house," Rhaenys ordered as she took a cloth to wipe away the blood, the two guards hurried to take the bodies away. After a while Mary arrived with her daughter and Robert following with his head down.

"Why are you cleaning up? Mary helped Rhaenys to her feet, and she carried her to his room. Robert stood in the room with his daughter, who looked at him with pity as her father was scolded by her mother.

"Do you want to go see your sister?" Robert asked with a smile.

"Yes, I want to see my sister and brother" Isabel replied with a happy smile.

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