You and Sansa strolled through the halls of the Eyrie; she mostly had been keeping to herself since her arrival but you'd managed to lay the foundations of a friendship with her to the point where she was comfortable to tell you of her true origin and that Petyr pushed Lysa from the moon door.

"Do you ever think you'll get to return home?" Sansa walked with her head down and her arms tucked into the sleeve of her dress.

"This is my home now." Her head remained down as you both walked down the stairs in the high hall towards where the moon door sat ominously in the centre. She perched on the edge as the open doors allowed a veracious and fierce wind to climb out, sending hairs dancing around her head.

"This isn't your home and you know it. I'm not saying that because I don't want you here, I'm saying it because I know that you want to be in Winterfell, back with your family and people." She ran her fingers along the stonework, leaning over the wall far more than she should have been.

"I have no people left."

"You can't say that for certain."

"Was Lady Lysa's death my fault?" You could see that tears were beginning to swell in her eyes despite her best efforts to hide them from you.

"Of course, it wasn't." You joined her on the edge, even though looking down at the mountains hundreds of feet below made you feel light-headed and caused your stomach to turn.

"If I had never come here then she would still be alive."

"Nobody blames you."

"That's because nobody knows the truth. The only other person here that knows what really happened is Lord Baelish and of course he isn't going to blame me, he was the one that pushed her."

"She was sick Sansa."

"She was not sick enough to jump out. Thanks to me Robin has been left without a mother. If I had been able to take care of myself instead of being such a child none of this would have happened."

"Petyr Baelish is little more than a weasel. He is sly, manipulative and wants nothing more than to see other people suffer so long as it means he inherits personal gain. Whether he had harboured you here or not, it would not have taken much for him to kill. It was only a matter of time."

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Written by Aaron.