chapt. 56

                                    

                                          
It had been weeks later since Jon had left, the battle was just getting started.
Everyone was in the courtyard working. Alesia had a letter in her hand as she reads to the ladies.
"...and as the rest of her advisors."
She finishes.
Jaime walks upon them.
"What happened?"
All three girls look at each other.. then Brienne begins to explain.
"Euron Greyjoy ambushed Queen Daenerys and her fleet. One of the dragons was killed, several ships destroyed, Missandei captured."
Jaime's expression was undeniably distressing.
"I always wanted to be there when they execute your sister, seems like I won't get the chance."
Sansa says to Jaime.
Alesia looks back to Sansa, then Brienne, then Jaime. Alesia felt a bit sorry for him, that was his blood Sansa was talking about. But she would never apologize for it. Cersei was a monster,
and all Alesia could do was sigh at the man and excused herself and Sansa.
"I know that's his sister, but that look, I've seen it before. The look of sympathy. How can he be sympathetic towards someone like her?"
Alesia asked speaking about Cersei.
"She has that hold over him, I've witnessed it."
Responded Sansa as they kept walking.
"I have a sense that he'll leave. He knows that they'll destroy Kings Landing. He knows that Cersei doesn't stand a chance, if he loves her that much there's no chance that he will stay in the north." Alesia explained.
Sansa nodded
"If he's that pathetic, let him be." 
"Mhm"
Mumbled Alesia.
"Alesia,"
Sansa stopped walking.
 Alesia stops her stroll a bit late, turning around to the lady.
"Hm?"
Sansa looks around the empty area.
"Before Jon left, he and Bran told me and Arya something.. possibly treasonous.. we swore him not to tell."
Alesia looks at the girl in confusion.
"I already know what you are speaking of but.. Jon told you?"
She looks away recalling the night before Jon left, he didn't speak what was on his mind.
"That's what he was avoided telling me.."
Sansa shakes her head in confusion as well.
"You've known all this time?"
"Bran was the one that told me the night before the Great War.. he told me that I have to be the one to tell Jon." Alesia explicated information.
"You didn't think to tell us? The sisters that he grew up with?" Sansa snarked a bit.
Alesia kept her tongue in check.
"Sansa, it wasn't my place to tell and just spread the word. Be glad that you found out from your brother."
She crosses her arms then starts thinking, going into realization.
"Sansa.." 
she looked at the girl.
"Did you or Arya tell anyone else?"
Sansa's mouth opens and she shakes her head a bit.
"I spoke to Tyrion about it but.."
"You swore Jon not to speak of it and yet you tell the queens advisor?" Alesia squints her eyes beginning to get irritated.
"Tyrion's a good man, he wouldn't just throw Jon under the rug. He needed to know that Jon is the better option for the throne." Defended Sansa.
"He doesn't want the throne. He's made that clear plenty of times, he bent the knee."
Stated Alesia abrasively.
"He won't rebel against her for that, you want to know why Sansa? Because our daughter's life is now at stake because you couldn't keep his secret between us. If Tyrion tells Varys, the master of whisperers, and Vary tells all of Westeros, my husbands and daughters heads will be hunted down!"