She wasn't worried for herself but for everyone else around her. Alanna could manage her own, but with her family in disarray what could she possibly do to help them all?

Legal battles were beginning to come into play. Tywin's family was being taken to court over the accident with Bran. Tyrion was kidnapped during all this, being hidden by her mother's secret service that she had had since she was younger. And on top of everything her father was in jail awaiting trial of his own.

Alanna sighed as she sat on her bed gazing out her double windows.

The moon shone through illuminating enough for her to barely see the rest of her room, but her eyes weren't focused on her room right now. The stars in the sky had her attention. Cupping her hands together she slipped off the bed slowly and kneeled down.

"You know I don't believe in all this but I have to try."

She whispered to nobody. Her head bowed before the window and her knees tucked beneath her.

"Please someone help my family. Keep them safe. Whatever happens please punish me instead I beg of you."

Inhaling deeply she removed her hands from each other and looked back up out the window. Maybe her prayers would be answered. Maybe this whole legal battle would come to an end and things would return to normal?

One could only hope.