The next couple of days later we were on our way to the Whispering Woods which seemed to have more animals for food. The children were constantly starving and so was I. I kept reminding myself that I had a child in me, and only Sansa knew. But after all the stress that had been put on me, I don't know if I or this child is going to make it.

Bronn had been hunting and uncle Tyrion and I were monitoring the children. I fried some rabbit over the fire and put the water of the river in bottles. As a high born, I've never thought I'd live this way.

I gave the last piece of rabbit to Tommen and I got up to get more water. I heard a noise in the bushes and it started to get louder. Bronn grabbed his crossbow and I grabbed my sword.

"Let me help!" Arya whispered to me.

I knew Arya didn't want to be a lady and wanted to fight but I didn't want her to be put in any more danger.

"Arya, go with your sister for now."

She sighed knowing I meant well.

The noise in the bushes started to get louder and Bronn and I nod at each other while being prepared to fight.
I give a glimpse of my uncle while he is guarding the children.

I focus and I began to charge, but I hear a,

"HOLT!"

I slowly put my sword to my waist and so does Bronn with his crossbow.

Three Stark soldiers come out,
"Queen Raliana Stark?"
One of them asks.

"Yes!" I replied, "I have my husband's sisters, my siblings, Ser Bronn of the Blackwater, and my uncle Lord Tyrion Lannister."

"King Robb has ordered to find you and take you back."

"Take me to him, now."

The guards nodded and we had all gotten into the wooden carriage except Bronn for riding my horse and the guards leading the way.

Minutes later we've arrived at the camp.
The carriage stopped and we all got out.
Sansa and Arya ran to their mother and brother giving them the biggest hugs.
Robb looks up at me and runs to me as well.

"Are you alright Raliana?"
He asked while holding my cheeks.

I nodded and smiled.
He turns looks behind me and see's Bronn and Tyrion.
Robb gave them a slight dirty look knowing they fought with his enemies.

"They saved us from Stannis, protected us, and nearly sacrificed themselves Robb."
I mumbled.

Bronn and Tyrion walked up to us.

"Excuse us your grace but where's your wine? It's been a long ride and I need to get things off my mind."
Bronn asked.

"In the tent right there."
Robb pointed.

"Thanks for your kindness, your grace."
Uncle Tyrion said before walking away.

Lady Catelyn walks up to me.
"Thank you so much for bringing my daughters back, how can I repay you?"

I hugged her and said,
"There is nothing you need to do, just enjoy your family, you deserve it."

She grinned and went back with her children.

Myrcella and Tommen look around.

"Are they your?.."

I nodded to Robbs's question knowing my siblings look different.

"There are more tents, we can set them up."

"That would be pleasing, they've been going through a rough time, we all have."
I say,
"And after that Robb, can we talk?"

"Of course my love I've been meaning to talk to you as well, I'll get everyone settled, rest at my tent for now."

I kissed him and headed for the tent.

As I was walking towards the tent, I see Greywind, Robbs direwolf!

"Hey boy!"
I said while petting him.

He then leads me to the cage, before I could a full body I saw feet. It then grew bigger, it was my uncle Jaime. He was sitting down with his hair messed up and just a full on mess. Greywind went back to where I found him.

"Uncle Jaime?"

He looks up and quickly recognized my voice.
"Raliana, or your grace."
He says sarcastically.

I scoffed but laughed at the same time.

"Wheres grandpa Tywin?"
I asked.

"Somewhere heading off to Kingslanding being ashamed of me."

"Kingslanding?" I asked myself out loud.
"Why there? Doesn't he know about Stannis?"

"Don't know, don't care."

"Why don't you care? He is our family!"
I stated to him.

"Our family's legacy has come to a downfall. Don't you realize that Raliana? The guilty pleasure with your mother and I being leaked by the unknown, my children being hated, being chained up in this small prison. You are the only hope Raliana. I wished you were my child for years, but now I have learned to accept you are growing. Your mother taught me that about you." Uncle Jaime said with cracks in his voice.

The lump in my throat came back once more,
"Mother is dead."
I said out of nowhere.

The smile on my uncles face collapsed. He broke down.
"You're lying, Warborn."

"I'm sorry, I know you loved her, a lot."
I started to cry.

"Who... WHO!?"

"Stannis! It was Stannis. Mother ran for Joffrey but she couldn't make it, she put an arrow through her heart."

"I'm going to torture him, he'll be sorry."
He said in an angry tone.

I sigh,
"I love you uncle Jaime."

He couldn't say anything, the tear seemed to clog his throat. He gave me a graceful nod signing he loves me back."

"Uncle Tyrion, Myrcella, and Tommen are here as well, request for them maybe, they'd love to see you."

I walk away heading towards the tent with the tears drying.
I take off my cloak exhaling. I realized I never reached my purpose to go back to Kingslanding, finding the person who unleashed my mother's and uncles secret. Whoever did that must've been playing the game of thrones for a long time and hated my family.
Lord Varys was my first choice, but he is a very humble person and close allies with almost everyone. He always gave me candy when I was younger. Besides he wouldn't do anything stupid to reveal his identity to getting the secret out. I kept on thinking harder and harder than one person came to my head, but I couldn't clearly remember him, or his name.
He seems sly, humble but aggressive, always gave me an awkward feeling while being around him, and I never really spoke about him either.
I hear something behind and I quickly turn around, the name finally popped into my head,
It was Lord Baelish

"L-lord Baelish?" I question nervously.
I notice the scars on his hands, legs, and face.

"The queen of the North! Ah I remember you were a little girl, playing with your toys. Always admired you from the start. Now look at you."

"What are you doing here? You are supposed to in Kingslanding, possibly tortured or slaughtered!"
I hold my belly slowly.

Lord Baelish notices my move,
"I know my ways, and you certainly know yours."

I get creeped out from his comment, making me feel very uncomfortable.

"You are pregnant!" He says as he walks closer. "Congrats, hopefully it has my knowledge."

"Don't speak on my child."

As he walks closer I step back until I hit the table, he begins to put his palms on my face and the other one on my hip.
"It was me," he whispers, "I sent one of the spy children to receive the secret. I knew you were different. Your siblings are just fake loyalty while you are the true heiress. I've watched you grow and you didn't even noticed me then but now you do. I've always hated everyone but you, Raliana, you are the chosen one, my chosen one."

I jitter while trying to remove his hands.

"They have your mothers and brothers bodies on the front gates of Kingslanding, oh it felt good to see them fall, but when I thought about how you felt I saddened."

I knew he was lying, and this quickly made me angry.
I grab a knife from the table and stuck it into his arm.

"AH! GODS YOU ARE A FEISTY ONE NOW YOUR GRACE!"
He tries to hit me in my stomach but misses.

I then trip which caused him to get on top of me and take the knife.
"GET OFF OF ME!"

He holds the knife near my stomach,
"Say you are mine, and I'll let it live."

"NO! I DO NOT BELONG TO YOU! I DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE!"
I shouted.

"If you say so, my love."
As soon as he is about to stick the knife in me, Lord Baelish' gags while his hands are over his throat and quickly falls off to the side. It was Robb who was behind him.
Robb gets on top of Petyr and starts beating him to death and choking him.

"THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU'LL EVER LAY A HAND ON MY WIFE! YOU HEAR ME?!"

I moved away inch by inch from the scene. It terrified me.
I then realize we could use Baelish for more answers, and if he doesn't comply, death.

"Robb, stop..."

He doesn't hear me the first time.

"ROBB STOP!"

He pays attention and lets go of Littlefinger heading towards me.

"Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?"

"No, no I'm fine."

He kisses me on the forehead and helps me up.
If it wasn't for me Lord Baelish would've been killed by Robb.

"It was him.."

"What?" Robb asked.

"He put out the secret, he got my brother and mother KILLED!"

"Killed..?"
Robb asked in sympathy but anger.

"Ah, yes I did, but I did it all for you."
Petyr says after gasping for air.

Robb drags Littlefinger by his cloak throws him outside in front of Stark soldiers.

"Take him!"

"Don't put him with my uncle, please."

Robb looks at me and sighs turning to the soldiers.
"Separate cage."

"Yes your grace!"
The soldiers nodded and left.

"Let's get you cleaned up, my love."