Game Of Thrones - Reader Inserts

Petyr - Better player than you

Title: Better player than you

Characters: Petyr Baelish x female!Reader (kinda?), Sansa Stark, Arya Stark, Lysa mentioned, Cercei mentioned, Bran mentioned?, Ned mentioned

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: manipulation, canon-divergence (duh it's a fix-it for season 7), season 7 spoiler-y

Summary: You warned Petyr Baelish that his 'daughter' might become more than he could handle. Of course he hadn't listened to a strangers words. However when faced with the accusation of murder and treason he finds himself surprised when the same stranger speaks up – And thereby enters the dangerous game of thrones herself.

A/n: I've been working on this forever, but stopped like ¾ ways through. Finally finished it. So here it is: My personal fix-it for that unacceptable end of the last season! This is for all my fellow, Baelish-girls xD (Btw I only watched the scene like once - I'm still in season 4 lol – and I'm also more of a Song of Ice and Fire book girl. So sorry if I mixed up things there a little)

"The girl does look nothing like you, does she?" You stood next to Lord Baelish as his so called daughter built a snow castle in the yard. Her auburn hair and her eyes reminded you much more of someone else, although even in her younger days lady Arryn would have never compared to Alayne's beauty.

Lord Baelish didn't look surprised at you words. His curious eyes left yours to look down at the child that soon would be a woman.

"No" he said still studying her "She takes after her mother."

Something about the tone in his voice bothered you but you wouldn't comment. Speaking to him at all had been a risk, but one you wanted to take. He's green-grey eyes had always sparkled with amusement and mockery, ever so playful. You wanted to play too. Never before had you met a man as smart and cunning as the former master of coin. And although every instinct told you to leave it, you couldn't help your curiosity. He was something else and you intended to see what it was about him exactly that made him so dangerous.

"Though I do hope she may have my wits" Lord Baelish was looking at you once again. His face was always the same with the same cheerful smirk plastered across it as if he knew more than everyone else combined.

"Do you really?" You looked down once more at the growing woman. Her beauty was dimmed by an aura of defiance and nativity. What could someone like her accomplish in this world if she could only grow out of that shell? "If I may be so bold as to give you advice, Lord Baelish, let her keep her blindness to the world and it's games. Or one day she might become a better player than you."

"You are accused of treason. You are accused of murder. What do you have to say for yourself... Lord Baelish?"

The whole room had become quiet as everyone was looking his way. There was surprise and shock all over his handsome face and for a second you pitied him. You had told him all those years ago what could become of ' Alayne ' if he let her develop some sense. A woman like her could make armies fall and obviously also take on one of the smartest man in Westeros. You had always admired Petyr Baelish, but seeing him fail like this gave you a feeling of satisfaction. A man could only know so much about manipulation.

Satisfied with how things had played out today in Winterfell you tried to calm your excited heartbeat. It was a moment like this that you had been waiting for ever since you met him in the Vale. And as the saying went good opportunities came to those who waited.