Chapter 101:

Chapter 101:

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By the moment I arrived at the Twins, Stannis had been already captured by Ned Stark, alongside some of his close advisors, among them were Melisandre, Davos and some of his generals. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

"There wasn't much of a fight, your grace," Ned Stark said as he bowed.

"I wasn't expecting much of a fight" While it was true I didn't expect much of a fight, it was still surprising he went all in with this stupid idea.

"The one they call the Red Witch wants to speak with you," Jon informed me.

"Very well, lead me to the prisoners," I said as I followed Jon, not before leaving Oberyn and Ned behind with one last command, "Accommodate our new forces,"

"As you wish," Oberyn nodded.

"It shall be done your grace," Ned said with a short nod.

With that, we continued walking as Jon led me to the prisoners camp, I was genuinely curious as to what the red witch would offer me, by this point I knew she knew I was the so called chosen one fucking title. so the fact that she wants to help me is clear The how is what actually concerns me.

"Just a bit more your grace," Jon said as he guided me through the camp.

"How many soldiers did we lose?" I inquired trying to make small talk to kill the time in between.

"Around a fitfty...." Jon muttered, "I know it's an acceptable number but I would've preferred none died,"

Fifty soldiers sure was an acceptable number too fucking good "It's impossible to avoid loses in war times the best we can do is honor those who died fighting for our cause"

"What?" I inquired.

"Can you spare Shireen...she is but a child is my last wish if you could find it in your heart to" I knew where he was going so I stopped him with a chuckle.

"I never wanted to kill her but she will lost all her lands money and social status and seeing you care for her it will be your duty to raise her," I chuckled, Davos might have marched against me, but with him I could spared to be merciful, he and Shireen were no threat at all to me.

"I. your mercy will not be forgotten your grace" Davos smiled.

After that I released Davos and Melisandre, Davos immediately warned me about Melisandre and how she would turn me crazy like she did with Stannis, but I reassured him I knew she was crazy and that she would not get in my mind, he while not sure of my words, decided to believe me, and immediately left to pick up Shireen.

Stannjs execution was northern style, he who passes the sentence should swing the sword, If you are to take a man's life, you owe it to him to look into his eyes and hear his final words. And if you cannot bear to do that, then perhaps the man does not deserve to die, Ned words, which were true, and as the northerner I was, it was the right thing to do.

"Any last words?" I asked Stannis, my sword above his neck ready to leave a clean cut.

"He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword," Stannis said.

"Very well," I nodded, bringing my sword down on his neck, decapitating him with a single swing, leaving a clean cut on his neck that assured his death was painless.

[Peter Baelish POV]

Ronard had survived I was as good as dead Tywin would kill me the moment he can back from the war I had to run, perhaps if I played my cards right I could win the favor of Ronard but the point was I had to escape the capital.

But I had no idea how to do it, the guards outside made it impossible for me to communicate with my allies, I couldn't get out of the room , not even to eat, and I was under surveillance all day long.

"Varys" The old spider, while I hated the guy he would surely help me of course he would demand something in return but at this point I didn't care as long it allowed me to escape.

But how how could I reach the spider and his web, how could I reach my only option for escape, if I wanted to live I would have to be more resourceful and clever than ever.

"I can't die here. not after all I have made!" I said with resolve.