acharmingbird – Goldnwulf

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The city guard had been called by Petyr Baelish and they had intervened before the fighting between Jamie and his guards and Eddard and his guards could really fight. Jamie’s dagger was inches away from his face before a guard pulled it back. Jory kept to his Lord’s side up until he was beheaded and then he stuck beside Sansa. Arya had run off and Jory would always feel a pang of guilt. It was his fault, if he’d been watching Arya the day the beheading had happened, if he hadn’t let Arya slip from his grasp…But it didn’t matter. He stayed by Sansa’s side until he felt there was a lull in the world, a moment of safety where he could whisk her away from this horrible place.

Jory was just lucky he had help from the Tyrells. But it wasn’t till Lord Baelish came along that Jory felt uneasy. Jory was certain he could protect Sansa well enough and while he accepted Lady Olenna’s help he denied Baelish, telling him that they would meet him in the Vale on their own terms. But after the purple wedding and Joffery’s death Sansa was whisked away and the boat Olenna had promised them had the sneaky rat on it.

“Sansa. I want you to be at my side. I don’t like the idea of Littlefinger talking to you alone. He’s always scheming and I just don’t get a good feelin off of him.”

It was late in the night when he had come into her cabin and after a particularly long wait outside as Baelish talked to Sansa. He’d been listing intently to make sure that’s all that happened.

“Are you feeling well? After all that’s happened to you and now being on a boat for the first time. Can’t be easy on you.”