Margaery
The news of her husband's victory over House Tully came almost a month ago and yet, he hasn't come home to her.
And they desperately need him.
It was sudden when Kevan Lannister arrived, he overtook the main garrison and made her close shut the bridge to the Red Keep. The army Loren left fought for three hours, three hours and blood-soaked streets ended in victory to the lion banner, even the new castle of Lancaster fell and is the current base of the traitor.
She tried to get a raven to leave, but every each one that was set loose was shot down.
Two days after the surprise assault, Kevan rode to the gates and 'asked' for her to surrender and come into his custody and freeing the King and his Queen. She answered him with a simple no and hadn't interacted with the fool any longer.
It also didn't help that more traitors revealed themselves, some of the Stormlanders that lost family to Loren were quick to betray the Lions pride whilst her husband was away. She spent the latter half of the day interrogating Shireen and demanding to know if she or her fingerless friend was the cause of it, she holds her innocence and said no.
She is frustrated, and the mood swings of her pregnancy aren't helping at all.
Loren, where are you?
"My Lady." She was startled from the right by Qyburn, the man snuck through one of the passageways that are hidden amongst the Red Keep.
She didn't like Qyburn, he was too... Flexible, flexible in his loyalty. First, he served the Stark's because he was saved by them. Then the former Maester outcast found service with Jaime and Cersei, up until their failed coup came undone. Now, now he is a 'faithful' servant of Loren and her.
Yet her eyes see longer than Qyburn, no rat walks in and out of here without her say so. Well, the Red Keep being besieged from the very city is making everything very, very, difficult.
"What is it?" She asked of Qyburn who smiled wickedly, making her wary.
"News from the Vale, it appears the Lord Declarants have successfully ousted Littlefinger from the Eyrie. Word from my spies says that Lord Baelish and the missing Lady Stark rode out of the Bloody Gate with 12,000 men and the Young Robert Arryn upon losing a clashing battle with Lord Royce and Lady Waynwood." Where did this news come from? No Raven could have delivered this message.
"Wait, out from the Bloody Gate?" That will lead to the Riverlands, meaning that the traitor is either going North to join with Jon Snow and his Wildlings or head for... "Loren." She turned back to Qyburn, "I don't care how, get a message to Loren. Let him know he is to expect some company." She commanded the new Grand Maester who nodded with a smirk.
"As you command, Lady Lannister."
Soon as the door clicked in the passage, she was left alone to think about ways to save her and the child if not everyone who supports her and Loren.
But that's just it, she isn't alone right now, right? A smile crept on his face as her hands reached for her swelling belly, gently holding the heir to a great family, two, two great families.
"I should eat, yes, that sounds delightful right now." She whispered to herself, then leaving the room with her personal guard following her.
Food isn't strained in the castle, in fact, her grandmother had ordered a caravan to fill the larder before leaving home with her brother and father.
She was an idiot, she was. The garrison here was lessened by four thousand, it left them quite vulnerable, but she wasn't thinking, too angry over Garlan's death to act with clarity.
Loren will be angry with her, she knows that much, but he'll be worried as well, for her and their son in her womb. "Keep up." She ordered, the guards were slacking behind her, haven't they slept at all? No, of course not, who can sleep when knowing you might be captured or killed in that state.
Another reason for wanting Loren back, she and all of them need his sword.
Sansa
She looked at Petyr Baelish, seeing the calmness of his face but the rage in his eyes, she enjoys the sight of it.
Of course, over the last several days she would feel the same in his stead. Lord Royce and the Lords Declarant had their army smash against brothers and friends, ending in victory for the Bronze Lord.
Lord Baelish thought his force had the high ground, he'd thought all the advantage was on his side. He thought wrong, he thought wrong and lost 13,000 men thinking he'd be safe and secure behind the Vale, from his enemies in the South.
Loren Lannister will have found out about this, the only way out for the Mockingbird is the North, to her brother, Jon.
She did get some sort of satisfaction in hearing about the Bolton's, they deserved it, they deserved to have gotten killed by a Stark. She only wished she could have been a part of it all, but mostly, she wished that she was home and away from the snakes and lions of the South.
"North is the only way we can go, no other House can give us aid, not anymore." Her uncles on the Tully side, their demise came a few short days before the battle between Lord Royce and Baelish.
Riverrun became a ruin, a reminder to Loren's Power.
Loren Lannister, the man is the Stranger in human form, she remembered his face how it always gave the feeling of dread. Other than Joffrey, Tywin, Cersei, and Sandor, Loren scared her the most with how his stare would be filled with so much hate, so much anger, and vain jealousy.
And his actions in killing Cersei and Jaime, as Baelish told, that he strangled them both and by the letter from the spies had enjoyed doing it.
"That is true, but Loren's proven to be able to bring down the mightiest of titans. The North may hold out for a year, maybe even two, but Winter is upon us and a war with Loren, the man with the backing of the fertile Reach? I see no victory for the Northern Wolf." Her brother has close to one-hundred thousand men and the Houses of the North on his side, why wouldn't he win? She shook her head, dismissing Baelish's claims.
"The North beat back larger armies with more supplies, the Andals, for example." Baelish only looked at her, then turned away.
All the while, she smiled.
Kevan
He knows it is in vain, but he has to try at least once more to get through to Lady Margaery.
"I still say we storm it, it would be bloody but it will also do the job." He shook his head, that is not the way he wants this to end, not with the risk of his nephew's wife, unborn child, and most of all, the King and his own wife, the Queen.
The only one to die at the end of this will be Loren, he is the only one to lose his life other than the soldiers and Lords who will choose to blindly follow him.
"No, now go back to Lancaster, Reginald." He ordered his third cousin, the man grunted before leaving him to stand in front of the moat that is currently raised.
Margaery Lannister nee Tyrell, the is bright with enough wit and cunning that goes with her House's brood. He also knows them to be greedy, that once the debt with the Iron Bank is dealt with that Tywin was going to bring them low, whether through scheming or bloodshed for their attempt to remove Joffrey from the Iron Throne.
Well, now that he knows the truth, that Loren was behind the deaths of Tywin and Joffrey, of Cersei and Jaime. And Lancel, my eldest boy who wanted nothing but to serve with pride, Loren took him as well, and he will see to it with his very life that the Kinslayer gets what he sowed, and he will take that Northern philosophy and swing the blade himself.
"I need to see your Lady!" He shouted to the guard at the top, the soldier who was paired with one other left and moments later, Margaery appeared.
"Here I was earting some soup, and who but you could tear me away. What do you want, Lord Kevan?" She aasked him, a sigh was unleashed as thought this was going to go terribly.
"I fear I will be Lord Lannister, soon, if you have a girl, or if Tyrion remains in exile and away from his birthright." He started, seeing the look on Margaery go from annoyed to anger and offended.
"It is as if you are assuming that you will win, I hope you are jesting. Loren will be here, and soon." She stated to him, but the truth is much more different.
Loren is not coming.
By the time his nephew comes, his soldiers will have found the passage to Maegor's Holdfast. He will have returned power to Tommen and peace to the city.
There are Stormlords who has joined him too, he freed many from the vast dungeons below the Goldcloaks Headquarters and Lancaster to fight for either Cersei and Jaime's memory, or for King Tommen and Queen Shireen.
And none, none are fond of Loren Lannister, many prisoners were victoms of his campaigns in the Stormlands, landed knights who surrendered or peasant landowners. All of them, scorned by Loren and his army of ruthless killers and tyrants.
"Lady Margaery, I ask you to denounce Loren and his greedy actions, now. For the sake of your family and lands, for your CHILD! Please, don't make me storm the castle and spill blood in the Red Keep, we both know there has been more than enough of it." His plea was sincere, he really means for this to end and resolve in a peaceful surrender rather than the option Reginald wants, him and others too, it seems.
Yet, her response wasn't what he wished to hear, not at all.
"... Maybe you should pray, my Lord, that Loren is in a merciful mood when he returns."
Sansa
Their carriage stopped and woke her from her sleep, its what shes been doing in the past few days since her 'talk' with Baelish.
"Have we made it to Moat Cailin?" She asked and Baelish said nothing, then getting out and helping her outings the chilly air.
They walked further, reaching a hill, she was beginning to worry as they walked. It was urging her to run, especially since they aren't even close to the Neck. Her fears were worsened when they came to the top of the hill, and the red and gold of House Lannister can be seen with their lion banners.
"It was the only way the both of us can survive." She tried to run, only to be held in place by Lother Brune, Petyr's knight and follower. "Don't think I didn't want to leave for the North, but the path was too treacherous, my love, can't you see? We would be fighting skirmishes the entire way and I don't trust the men guarding us, not against the wealth of the Reach. By the time we even reach Moat Cailin, we will have died or was captured." She would have cried out, would have said that he has a plan, doesn't he?
But looking at his face, seeing the brokenness in it.
So she stayed silent, silent to the laughs coming from the bottom of the hill from Loren Lannister and his people.
What fate awaited her? She is too afraid to speak about it.