Prologue
Sansa sat in their bed chambers with her new husband. It was still hard for her to believe that she had had to marry Lord Tyrion "The Imp" Lannister. They had been married a month now and was getting use to the idea of being Lady Sansa Lannister. "Tyrion, shall we head to bed?" Sansa asked as she set her needle work down on the table. "Remember what I said the night we married?" Tyrion said looking up from his book. "I don't see that it is truly fair that you must sleep out of the bed." Sansa said standing up.
Tyrion smiled slightly. "It's nice to know that you care." He replied putting a book mark in his book. "Tyrion, you knew my family and you know me. I am not truly evil to those who have shown me nothing but kindness." She smiled as she began to get ready for bed. "Very true." Tyrion said with a large smile as he too began to get ready for bed. "Mind you, I am not saying consumation. Just taking another step in adjusting to being married." Sansa said trying to not insult him. "I understand completely, Sansa." Tyrion said as he slid into the bed. Sansa smiled as she slid into bed next to him. It was still hard for the two of them. After a month of being married you'd think would be use to each other and be sleeping in the same bed.
"Tyrion, perhaps we should spend some time together since we are married." Sansa spoke softly as she tried to lessen the tension. "Perhaps we should. We don't truly know one another as well as we ought to as man and wife." Tyrion replied softly with a light yawn. "We can discuss it over breakfast, Tyrion. You seem tired. Let's sleep and we can talk more tomorrow." Sansa smiled lightly. She was trying to learn to love him as she was his wife. "Of course. Good night." He smiled having noticed her own smile. Without a thought crossing her mind she kissed his cheek and blew the candle out by the bed. Tyrion smiled to himself as the darkness took over their room. It was the first time that she had ever shown any sign of affection to him.
"Good Morning Lady and Lord Lannister." A tall, thin woman with long dark hair and eyes said as she opened the curtains. She smiled to herself as she saw that they had curled up together last night. Sansa and Tyrion opened their eyes having noticed the rather bright light in the room. Sansa sucked in her breath when she noticed how they had woken up. Her arms around him and his hand at the small of her back. "Good Morning Lord and Lady Lannister." The woman said again with a slight frown as they were now awake. "Good Morning Shae." Sansa said as she pulled back the blankets to go and ready herself for breakfast. "Are you hungry, Tyrion?" Sansa asked looking over her shoulder as she tied her robe. "Yes, Sansa. I am." Tyrion spoke not awake yet.
"Shae, will you fetch some breakfast for us please?" Sansa asked softly. Shae nodded once. "Yes, my lady. I will be back with your breakfast in a moment. Lord Tyrion, Lord Tywin the Hand wishes you to go to the council meeting this morning. It is in an hour." Shae said before leaving to get their breakfast. Sansa looked over to Tyrion. "What will you tell your father?" She asked curiously. "Well, I am not sure. That is the truth. He will not be happy after a month of being married." Tyrion replied as he began to dress. Sansa walked to the closet and began to look for something to wear that day. Tyrion walked up behind her, startling her. "I am sorry. If you would like my suggestion. I like the lavender dress. It is pretty and works well for you." He smiled gently. Sansa turned to look at her husband with a smile. "I think that is a wonderful idea. You know how to lace and tie a corset?" She asked pulling out her lavender gown. "Yes, of course." Tyrion said handing Sansa her corset. She laid the gown out on the made bed and put her corset on and turned her back to Tyrion. "Would you?" She asked softly with her hands on one of the posts of their four post bed. "Of course." He replied happily with a smile, glad that she could not see his smile.
Shae walked back into their bed chambers and found Tyrion finishing Sansa's corset lacing. "My Lord Tyrion, I can finish that for you." She said as she set the large tray of food on the table for them. "No, Shae. It's fine. I can do it." Tyrion said with a neutral face, trying to not show to much emotion towards Sansa. "There you go, Sansa." He said patting her back so she could stand up straight. "I will go and sit down so Shae may help you with the gown." Tyrion smiled as he sat down in one of the chairs at the table.
Shae walked over to Sansa and helped her into her gown before breakfast. "Thank you, Shae." Sansa said as she slipped into her shoes as she sat down at the breakfast table. "You may leave, Shae." Tyrion said softly. "Take the linens down to laundress for us." Shae saddened at the thought of what the two may discuss, but she had to remind herself that he was married now."Yes, my lord." She replied softly as she began to gather up the linens.
"About our conversation last night, Sansa." Tyrion began pouring them both a glass of juice. "Yes. We did say we would discuss it further." Sansa said after taking a sip of her juice. "You made a point, Tyrion." He looked up from his breakfast at her comment. "Oh?" He replied. "Yes, when you said we don't know each other as well as we ought to as we are man and wife." She spoke as she took a grapefruit half and put it on her plate. "It was the truth." He replied wondering where it was all going. The meeting was in half an hour. "Yes, it was the truth. I would like to get to know you better. I only know of the rumors that fly around King's Landing and the little from having been married to you for a month." Sansa said with a bit of a smile. "Yes, well I imagine that the rumors are not pretty." He said with a bit of sadness and a sigh. "No. They never are. I suppose that we are the disgraced daughter and the demon monkey." Sansa said sadly as she began to think of her father.