Butterfly Effect is a Bitch

Vale Passage

Rodrik dived into a group of traitors, gutting one, not in full plate and kicking another into the dirt. Yohn and Waymar came in next keeping his back while he did the same.

A small skirmish between the defenders guarding the passage, his manipulated brothers forces are intent on keeping him from coming home but he will persist until he sits on the weirwood throne once more. 300 allies pushed in and cutting the enemy force down two by three by seven, he can see by the end of this he will be covered in life essence again.

"Soon we will be home!"

He cried and the words rallied the men as they cut down the last of the lions that came from the Crownlands. He thrust his sword down a man's throat, he wore a pendant belonging to House Banefort, kin or cousin to the lord or a close friend and knight. Afterward, he called for 400 men to hold the passage and report regularly to the encampment if Lysa orders for another strike for the passage.

The rest marched back to camp with their losses, 30 strong and brave men. The pyres will reach the seven heavens tonight and it did once the sun had set, men also drank along with the civilians who four days prior had been relieved to have the city liberated. He took off the last bits of his clothing and dipped into the baths within the chambers Gerold gave him.

He came to a re-found confidence in the last four days, he wondered if this was how Robert felt when he became a king; the feeling of being able to do the impossible as he defeated the Targaryen Dynasty. He also wondered if Robb found the same confidence in seeking justice for his father as he went to war against Tywin in the Riverlands with the entire North and Riverlands at his back.

Now he has to lead his people against known kin and friends, to take back the lands stolen from him by Lysa and Petyr and Harrold and from the reports from Nestor and Colemon, his own brother. Robert who was named after his King and friend had named him a foe to the Vale, and so bent the knee to Joffrey Baratheon or Tommen since good king Joffrey Baratheon had been poisoned on his wedding day, a death earned for his atrocities against Ned Stark and even his own people.

"My Lord?" He perked up and turned his blue eyes to the door.

"What is it, Gyles?"

"A visitor is here for you, from Dorne." His eyes widened and he finished up his bath and dressed, he went off to meet the individual in private and was shocked to see not Arianne but Oberyn's daughter and Arianne's best friend and favored cousin, Tyene Sand.

You could almost think of Vale descent with the golden hair, blue eyes, and fair skin; nothing like a Dornishwomen at all. Her expression was blank but her eyes said otherwise.

"Last my cousin heard you were a simple Lord Paramount, but when I docked here I hear you are a King." She started and approached.

"Arianne should be up to speed, and here I thought she was a good friend." He teased and her expression didn't shift once, didn't move a muscle beside her eyes which moved about. "So what do I owe the pleasure of meeting Oberyn's daughter?" He questioned her and she took a deep breath and approached him, getting closer than a lady should.

"My cousin needs an ally in the wars to come, my uncle is too dependent on Dorne staying out of the fighting. Arianne thinks otherwise and is looking to forge an alliance."

He could see it in a sense, Dorne could strike from the south while he takes them on the sea and northern region going towards the capital. He thought about it for several moments before coming to a decision about it. He can't even think of an alliance at the moment, not after his brother's betrayal and the Norths defeat at the Twins, he needs to worry about reclaiming his lands from the people who robbed it from him, he can vividly imagine skewering Lysa and the others like the trout on her fathers banner.

"I can't- "

"You misunderstand." She stopped him in a stern voice, almost as threatening as her father. "She isn't entirely uninformed, she knows you fight a war here and will wait as a viper will. I was sent as an envoy until that is finished." She added and smiled seductively, "It will be as fun as it is cold I bet, King Rodrik."

"Won't the Spider know you are here?" He asked as she walked off, hips swaying as they did and the man in him noticed it and she did too when she turned and smirked at him.

"No one knows, not even my father. I am a traveling minstrel serving in the Arryn army, name is Naevia of Braavos."

[The Narrow Sea]

Sansa watched the outside of the ship and only saw the moon reflecting in the ocean waters. It's been four days since she was taken away from the people who murdered her family. Lord Baelish said he would take her home and the first time it didn't happen and she was married to the Imp afterward, she thought she was going to remain there forever until the Monster King choked on his wine and for a reason, Petyr told her he poisoned the King to deal with a threat and to take her to safety and so far, it's working.

Not that Lord Tyrion was horrible to her, in fact, he was the only person in that cesspool that was even an ounce of kind to her. He protected her from Joffrey's abuse during his time as Hand of the False King and once they were married and she readied for the bedding, he said he won't touch her until he says otherwise and that changed her outlook.

Until the raven came about her family.

She was broken and hateful, hateful to all Lannisters and their allies that scheme and plot with them. Margaery, Tyrion, Baelish, Loras; they all only care for themselves, nobody thinks about others unless it suits them and she knows that's why Lord Baelish saved her from the Lannisters, she just hasn't figured out the truth as of yet and will play along until she finds out exactly what he wants from her.

"We will be in the Vale by tomorrow. I had several thousand men guard Gulltown for our arrival." She heard him speak as he came down the steps. She smiled and played the part of the naïve child and turned to meet Lord Baelish's eyesight with her own.

"And what part will I play?" She asked him and he put his hands on her shoulders, gripping them gently.

"Your name until we are at the Eyrie will be Alayne Stone, a bastard niece of mine and your hair will need to be dyed to suit the part." He started and she imagined what color she would be, black? brown? gold? It is a mystery and she won't find out until then. She smiled sweetly and nodded as a naïve child would, and he smiled back.

"I can't wait! Lord Baelish." She ended and he corrected her by saying.

"Please! Call me Petyr."

[Tower of the Hand]

"Now that the trial is set, is there any news of the northeast, the Vale?" Tywin asked the Small Council still consisting of Varys, Pycelle, his twin children, and now Lord Mace Tyrell and Prince Oberyn Martell. The Spider shifted in his seat and went to speak.

"My birds sing of a new Falcon King rising, Lord Hand. Rodrik was named King in the Vale by his lords at Saltpans after ousting the Brave Companions." Varys told everyone who was shocked and upset about a new rival king, besides Oberyn of course but that's only from the animosity the Red Viper has towards House Baratheon and Lannister. Tywin held no expression as he was told the new news that had spread.

"A Dragon Queen in the east and a Falcon King in the Vale. Without allies, they have no chance of defeating the West, Reach, Dorne and now the Riverlands, what else?"

After the session, Cersei Lannister left for her daughter's chambers. Her daughter is a Princess despite her birth, her former lover is a King by the name of his lords and ladies and its only a shame it won't last much longer, or maybe he will be more fortunate than Robb Stark, Stark She thought as the memory of seeing her golden son die in her arms resurfaced.

Tyrion did it, she knows in her heart that its true and his new bitch of a wife was in on it. She would have her tormented until she wished she was dead as her brother, and worse would be saved for her little dwarf brother. She would have Tyrion flayed and his manhood relinquished before making him beg for mercy and then he can join Sansa in the Seven Hells. She shook her head and entered the room and told the wet nurses to leave so she can be alone with her child.

Joanna's hair is finally coming in and the blue in her eyes show who her father is, if Robert had lived then this child could be passed off as his along with her other three. She would be a real princess rather than the spawn of a pretender and she would still love the child. She lifted the newborn and she giggled as her hands touched her, as if she felt relieved to be in her hands and arms.

"Princess Joanna Waters, hopefully, will be Joanna Arryn and given time Joffrey would have loved you as a sibling even if he didn't show it." She whispered and looked at the black dress she is wearing, mourning a child is a horrible, loving your brother is easy, loving someone who isn't your brother is a great despair.

[One Day After, Gulltown]

Once docked in the harbor, Petyr and 'Alayne' disembarked and with guards began walking towards the city stables to purchase a carriage. Unfortunately, a man wearing the sigil of bronze spotted him and approached the two, along with a handful of guardsmen of his own. Yohn Royce cornered the two and their guards and Baelish's face became surprised. The sniveling worm tried to back up but only saw more guards baring the same bronze sigil.

"Petyr Baelish, long have I waited for this moment." Yohn smiled at the surprised look on Baelish's face.

"Lord Royce? I did not- " Waymar stopped the worm and smirked doing so.

"No, you didn't. Take him! And his compatriots!" So the two and their guards were taken into custody

The walk to the seat of House Grafton and to the great hall. Petyr and his lackey, Lothar Brune struggled the entire way whilst 'Alayne' was escorted in a more gentle manner by Waymar, a guard was sent to inform the leader of the new gift being brought to the King in the Vale. Panic and fear were clear to see in the bastard's eyes as he was dragged.

Rodrik couldn't believe the luck he was having today, that the Seven would deliver to him the justice he had been searching for during the last many months of battle and fighting. He sat with his lords and Lady Arya in waiting for the prisoners to arrive at the hall, the Hound stood by the pups side the entire way through, almost as a sworn sword.

His eyes almost shimmered when he saw the man enter with, at the same time it also dimmed when he saw the young woman beside them. Arya also noticed this and darted across the hall and into Lady Sansa's arms, clinging to her sister as she would disappear at any moment. He rose from his seat and speechless, thinking Ned is glad his two daughters are now in good hands.

"I say we hurry and behead Baelish now, he is the cause of Ben's death along with many," Lucas stated in anger and the hall roared in agreement, but that cant be.

"We can't, not yet." He said loudly and approached Baelish and knelt to one knee, "His death will come, but not now. He is the key to getting back to the Eyrie."