A/N This is set in Game of Thrones after the purple wedding. Sansa is rescued by littlefinger and brought to a safe place.

Vikings fans should be able to guess where we stand in the Vikings timeline...

Westerosi Language is the same as old English, for the sake of the story. Otherwise it would be too much time spent, learning all the languages from scratch.

Rather short first chapter, just for the background setting. The others will likely be longer.

Sansa is 15 years old at the time of the purple wedding in my approach to the story (I am not sure how old she actually was in the episode, but 15 will work here).

To those who are not familiar with the books of 'A Song of Fire and Ice': The second book is titled 'A Clash of Kings'.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vikings and Game of thrones. They belong to their rightful owners.

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Chapter 1: The Arrival

Sansa climbed down in the small boat. She had said goodbye to littlefinger earlier on the upper deck. Lord Petyr Baelish, littlefinger as he was called behind his back, had sent an agent to rescue her after the murder of King Joffrey Baratheon. Sansa would have been the main suspect. In reality, littlefinger had conspired with the newly wed queen's grandmother to kill the cruel monarch. He would take her to a safe place, littlefinger had promised. Obviously this was the place he had thought of.

Two of the ship's crew were in the small boat with her. They departed from the big ship and rowed towards the beach. Sansa was glad for the fog, nobody would be able to see where they landed. The two sailors pulled the boat in the sand and the small group disembarked.

A short walk inland they found a path which the three followed. After what seemed hours of walking to Sansa, the spotted a castle or maybe some houses on the hill in front of them. Sansa could not clearly identify it, in the middle of the night.

They headed towards the building, until their way was blocked by wooden gates. One of the sailors knocked and a young man, weary of sleep, opened a small window.

"Who are you?" the man asked.

"This is the guest Father Cuthbert has agreed to accommodate as favor to Lord Petyr Baelish." The sailor answered pointing at Sansa.

The gates were opened and Sansa walked forward.

"Good Luck Mylady. You will be safe here." The sailor greeted her.

Sansa took a deep breath and entered the gate. She found herself in a courtyard, surrounded by roughly stone-built houses. The man closed the gate and indicated Sansa to follow him.

"This here is our guest room where you will be staying", the man said indicating a poorly decorated room. It merely contained a bed, a small table and a chair. Sansa was stunned by the missing comfort of this place, but was too exhausted after this long night to care. She thanked the young man and fell into her bed, barely able to take her dress off.

Sansa awoke the next morning. Actually it was almost noon, not surprising since she had only gotten to sleep shortly before sunrise. She quickly dressed and braided her hair, when she was suddenly feeling hungry. Almost starved since her last meal had been about a day earlier. She hoped she looked presentable and left her room.

Just outside she encountered a man wearing a strange dark brown tunic.

"Excuse me, but can you tell me where I can find something to eat?" Sansa asked.

The man looked at her and answered, "I will bring you to Father Cuthbert. He will get you something to eat."

Sansa followed the man across the courtyard and took in more of the scenery. She was quartered in one of the smaller buildings, apparently the guest house. Next to the guest house there was a bigger house where most of the inhabitants of this place seemed to be. Then there was another big stone building, which also had a tower. The rest of the courtyard was seemed with different kinds of sheds and all the buildings were surrounded by a stone wall, as high as very tall men. The wall was not built of bricks but rather rocks as they could be found everywhere. They had been cemented together and the wall was topped of with even edgier rocks. It was about as tall as her father had been and he was one of the tallest people Sansa had ever seen.

The thought of her father was painful for Sansa, but so much bad had happened in the meantime that she mostly felt empty of any emotion. She had reached the conclusion that this place had to be some kind of castle. Well, the walls were unusual and there was only one tower, the keep probably, but it seemed like a castle. A small castle, but a castle nevertheless. Given that Sansa had only seen men of different ages around this place, all of them wearing their strange dark tunics, she decided these were probably the soldiers garrisoned in this castle. The absence of weapons did not puzzle her at all. After all, most of the soldiers in Winterfell rarely wore their weapons, most of the weapons were kept in the armoury.

Sansa was guided into the room where an older man was already waiting for her. He was wearing a similar dark tunic as all the others and was wearing a haircut similar to all the others. Sansa realized every one of these men had his hair strangely cut. They had their hair rather long and on the back of the head there was a circle where it was shaved completely. As belt they all wore white rope, with several knots in it.

"Good day, Sansa. Welcome", the old man said.

"Good day, Ser, are you the lord of this castle?" Sansa wanted to know.

"Castle? What castle are you talking about, my dear child?" he asked.

"This whole building. Walls, tower, sheds, and everyone inside seems to be a man of fighting age", Sansa replied, "To me that is a castle."

"You could not be more wrong", he answered, "This is a monastery. Lord Baelish sent you here because here you are safe from the Lannisters."

Sansa was puzzled, "If this is not a castle, how could I be safe from them. They could just get me."

"Don't be afraid, my child," he tried to calm her, "They will not even know you're here. And I believe it is time for lunch, don't you think?"

"Yes, I'm starving." Sansa enthused.

Father Cuthbert guided Sansa along the hallway until they entered the dining hall. He urged her to take a seat next to his own at the table at the front of the hall. The other men were sitting on tables throughout the room. They were silently eating, "remarkably poor food" Sansa thought, while one of the men was obviously tasked with entertainment. He was reading loudly from a book. To Sansa it seemed as if it was a religious text, but she could not quite grasp the fact that these men were apparently only honoring a single god. Neither the virgin, the old woman, the warrior nor any of the other gods was named in the lecture. Nor were the old gods mentioned, Sansa realized.

After they had finished eating, the men gathered in some kind of formation. Sansa could not help herself than to see the men as some kind of soldiers, although the old man had discarded this thought. The group marched towards the biggest building, the one with the tower. Her curiosity took over and Sansa carefully followed them. They entered it and Sansa could hear alternating speeches and singing from inside the house.

Nearly an hour later, Sansa watched as the procession of men left the building again. Since she had nothing to do she decided to follow them and find out some more about this place. The men walked slowly until they reached the building where they had started an hour ago. Sansa had labeled it a 'living house' for herself. Some went inside, the others dispersed outside. Some went to the sheds, others went to the garden, one went back to the building with the tower and most of them entered the long building which Sansa had not yet inspected.

Sansa carefully followed them. She had no clue whether she was allowed to enter the building but her curiosity got the better of her. She peeked around the corner. The men had gone inside but the door was slightly open. Sansa carefully walked nearer and took a glance through the door. The men were sitting on small tables, a candle standing next to everyone. They seemed to be working on some books, they were writing them! Suddenly this building made Sense to Sansa, it was a house for scribes.

Sansa turned around and decided she wanted to discover some more of this place. The assurance of Father Cuthbert, the Lannisters would not be able to get her here, had done a lot to minimize her fears, although Sansa still could not grasp why they would be able to find her at this strange place. Sansa walked towards the garden. She took a close look at the plants and realized all these growing here were herbs, mostly used by healers. Others were poisonous and some of the men were busy digging around in the garden.

Before Sansa expected it, the sunset began. After being puzzled for a minute, Sansa remembered she only awoke at noon, so the day only seemed unnaturally short to her. She made her way towards the dining room where she was met by Father Cuthbert. Dinner was ready, although in Sansa's opinion, the food was just as primitive as the lunch she had eaten before. It consisted mainly bread, cheese, butter, some nuts and fruits, and beer to drink. After they had eaten, the men gathered for another procession. Sansa instead chose to go to bed early, her head spinning of the unusual amount of beer she had drunk.

Sansa reached her room where she quickly undressed and then fell into her bed. Maybe because she had been asleep till noon, she could not sleep immediately. Her mind kept wandering around, thinking about her brother, her Sister Arya, her mother, even Tyrion had a place in her thoughts. Sansa hoped, Cersei did not kill him, after all, he was still the nicest one of the Lannisters.

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A/N: This was the first chapter, the others will be getting longer.

In the story, there will be a timeline jump of about 2 or 3 weeks forward. So Sansa will have gotten used to living in this place by then.

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