Alanna was having trouble keeping her eyes open. She and Tyrion both had just been transported and now she had no idea as to why they had come to Pentos. All she knew is that she, Tyrion and Varys were at an Inn.

"How are you feeling?"

Tyrion questioned. He looked at the brunette who sat in the chair. He couldn't tell how she was. She had allowed him to kill Tywin after she had learned that he had slept with another woman; her sister's handmaid.

Alanna looked from the window to Tyrion and sighed deeply.

"I'm just tired, Tyrion."

She said softly. Tyrion placed his hand on her knee. It was true that Tyrion felt awful about revealing to her that Tywin had been sleeping with another woman. Alanna was the last woman he knew that needed to have something as awful as this bestowed upon her.

"You must try and get some rest my lady."

Varys said looking at the two of them from his corner of the room. Tyrion glanced from Varys quickly and then looked back up at Alanna.

"He's right you're exhausted. Here, come, try and sleep."

Tyrion said as he held his hand out for hers. She looked down at Tyrion for a moment before she took his offered hand. He helped her to her feet and lead her to the single bed.

It was the only room made available.

Laying down with her back on the rough and poorly stuffed bed Alanna sighed deeply and placed her hand over her belly. Tyrion noticed this and frowned, but did not speak upon it.

"Sleep now."

He said softly as he turned and looked to Varys. The blad man sighed and looked to his friend as he approached.

"Things are looking rather grim aren't they?"

The man questioned causing Tyrion to turn and look at Alanna. He sighed deeply and noticed she was already breathing softly, she must have fallen asleep due to the tiredness she had.

"It's not going to be easy by any means. I just murdered the Hand of the King and I know that Cersei is probably naming Alanna an accomplish if not the sole murder."

Tyrion sighed as he looked to the man who had helped the both of them escape by ship. Varys sighed deeply and looked down at the man he called his friend before he turned his attention toward the woman in bed.

"She is carrying his child."

He stated causing Tyrion to lower his head for a moment before turning around and looking at her while she slept.

"You say that as if I have forgotten."

"A friendly reminder."

Varys corrected causing Tyrion to turn back toward the man with an arched brow. Tyrion blinked slowly and cocked his brow as well.

"I'm not following?"

Tyrion said being clueless for one of the very rare times in his life. Varys sighed deeply and held out his hands.

"You honestly think it's a good idea to have brought her along? The widow of the man you killed, pregnant with his child -- "

"She is my friend! Had I left her there she would have become my Queen sister's play thing. Her head would have been bound for the wall before she so much as could breath a word."

Varys frowned. Tyrion was very strong opionated apparently on the subject.

"Your friend? She married your father -- "

"And has been nothing but kind to me and has helped to make my marriage to her younger sister much easier than it would have been if it were just Sansa and myself trying to work things out."

Tyrion said sighing and crossing his arms. He could understand Varys's worries on the matter. They were all on the run and the last thing they needed was any trouble. But Tyrion knew that trouble was bound to find them for the fact that he himself was a Lannister.

"We must sleep. Tomorrow we have to get things straightened out. Figure out what we're going to do."

Tyrion sighed as he turned toward the small chair in the room. Varys frowned deeply knowing Tyrion was right.

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Alanna struggled to get up in the morning. It was hard for her. Her emotions were numb. She didn't really know what she was doing anymore.

Regret of everything washed over her the moment she was stuffed into that box with Tyrion.

Standing to her feet, Alanna noticed that she was alone in the room. She sighed through her nose and made her way toward the bowl that held water for her hands.

She slashed the warm water over her face and took the cloth rubbing her face dry with it.

She looked into the small glass mirror that hung on the wall. Her skin was pale and her eyes had bags under them. A deep frown was upon her once smiling lips.

"My lady?"

The voice spoke up. Alanna looked at the reflection of Tyrion in the mirror. She looked at him as he stood in the doorway of the room.

"Tyrion?"

She said finally turning from the mirror and looking down at the smaller man.

"What's going to happen to us? Why are we all the way in Pentos?"

"We had to flee, find safety."

"I know that Tyrion, but why here?"

She said quickly. They both knew she was no fool and Tyrion lowered his head for a moment forgetting that she was smarter than most women. He rose it once again to speak.

"Varys has a friend here that will help us. We're headed there today actually."

"And you trust Varys? The Master of Whispers?"

Alanna questioned with a deep frown across her lips. She wasn't for sure if Tyrion knew what he was doing, but the same could go for her. She didn't even know what she was doing and she hated it.

She felt like she had followed Tyrion blindly after he had told her that Tywin had been sleeping with her sister's handmaiden. Even though Tywin's words confirmed it, she still felt unsure about everything.

"I know it's hard for you given your current... condition -- " Tyrion said motioning toward her stomach. "But I promise you, I would never allow anything ill to fall upon you, Alanna."

Her lips twitched a small bit before her tongue darted out and licked her chapped lips. She knew that Tyrion's expression mixed with his words were true and that she could trust him.

After all he did save her life once before so why would he risk her life now?

"Thank you, Tyrion."

She said softly causing the smaller man to nod.

"Yes, well, if you're done here then allow me to escort you to the wagon we've managed to find and let us be on our way."

Tyrion said his tone changing quickly as he outstretched his hand for her to take.

And again she took his offered hand.