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[Tyrion Lannister POV]
We had one chance to escape with Tommen and Myrcella, out of King's Landing, Cersei was mostly with Joffrey all the time, meaning we have a big window of time to put the kids to sleep and escape the city, but we had to do it fast.
If by any chance Cersei suspected of my plan, hell would rain on me, quite literally, so I had to act fast, I had two options, each one was more risky than the other, one escaping during the day, acting completely normal as to not raise suspicions, or during the night.
During the night the security was considerably tighter with any movement being reported the very next day or if the situation called for the same day to a superior officer, that would inevitably lead to father knowing, during the day this was way more less restricted because merchants would come and go, but during the day they would probably see the kidd, if they were through enough, or in the worse case scenario Cersei would notice, something that was less likely during the night.
"I say we do it during the day," Bronn yawned, "Just act like everything is fine, and nothing will happen,"
"The main problem is my sweet sister," I said, almost choking on the sweet part, "If she finds out before we get out of the city we are as good as death,"
"But during the night the guards have direct orders from your daddy to stop anyone getting out, even you little man," Bronn stated, with a oddly serious look on his face, "Our best chance is doing our suicide mission during the day, all we have to do is knock the brats out cold, and if luck is in our side, we will live long enough for me to be rich and for you to do whatever you want to do,"
"I suppose, but we would have to time it right," I hummed in agreement, "My dear sister, usually goes to court after breaking her fast, so we will have enough time during that window,"
"Then it's settled, now it's a matter of who will knock the brats out," Bronn chuckled.
"No one will knock them out…. I will give them something to sleep for a bit, that's it," I sighed, hoping my plan worked, for my own sake, and the few members of my family worth saving
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[Olenna Tyrell POV]
I had written the letter, and the Raven was ready to contact Ronard, I can only hope the brat doesn't reject my offer.
~~~To the most excellent Lord Ronard Mormont, by the grace of the seven, the rightful king of the seven kingdoms, we can only hope to be faithful subjects of your grace, wishing to observe your reign following it with fidelity, wishing you health, we must say we have been misinformed and misdirected by the usurpers on sitting on your throne, we were blind but now we are not.
As it is plain to see that those who are present with you have suggested to your highness many falsehoods respecting us and what do with want, intending all the mischief that they can do, not only to you but also to us, and to your whole kingdom, we wish your excellency to know that we wish to preserve the safety and security of your person and that of your Queen, Prince and Princess with all our might, as the fidelity which we owe to you demands, proposing to overthrow the usurpers, to the utmost of our power, and all those who are not only our enemies but yours too, that includes the foes that lie within the whole of your kingdom; and if any other statement saying we are not loyal to you is said, do not believe it; for we shall always be found to be your faithful subjects Olenna Tyrell, of House Tyrell, and Margaery Tyrell of House Tyrell, offer ourselves to serve and obey.
All we ask, if your excellency accepts is to keep guarding highgarden for you, as we have done before~~
"Are you sure this will work?" Margaery inquired nervously.
"If that doesn't work… nothing will…." I sighed as I tied the message to the Raven, "We are offering ourselves to him as nothing but his loyal servants… in exchange of keeping our land for him,"
"Father is finally out… sleeping soundly, the drug worked wonderfully," Margaery sighed, taking a seat.
"Good, I don't want him awake for any of this," I nodded as I set the Raven into the skies to complete his one and only purpose, delivering my letter.
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[Brynden Rivers - Three Eyed Raven POV]
From what I could see through the root of the sacred tree, Ronard was winning the war, and soon would face the Night King, but things on this side would not be as easy as they are on the other side.
The Night King was planning something, but I just couldn't risk trying to see what, for if he managed to mark me during a vision he would get access to the shelter I had formed destroying all life within.
I had to wait, wait for the champion to clash with the long night, I had to ensure humanity survived, I was the keeper of history, and history I had to keep.
"The night King… he is not the same we… my people created," Leaf stated.
"You already told me abouto that Leaf," I nodded.
"Yes, but I've been going over it… and I think someone… something change it… made him stronger and smarter," Leaf said a with a grim tone.
"I also knew that, what is the point?" I inquired with curiosity.
"What if his one weakness… the one thing that can kill him...is not the same?" Leaf said with a worried expression.
I haven't even considered that, was the night King still vulnerable to the same thing he was before… no… he must be, why would the light send a champion that can't beat the long night… even if the weakness is not the same, Ronard must be equipped to find his new weakness.
"Don't worry leaf… Ronard changed the song and while I still don't know whether or not that's good… he has proven over and over that he is capable of impossible things," I calmly stated.
"I can only hope you are right," Leaf replied, deep down the guilt of creating the monster that hunted all life was eating her, and there was nothing I could do for her in that.
"Hope is our only weapon right now," I smiled.