Very short first chapter, I am simply writing for my own enjoyment. Please tell me what you think or any advice you might have for me!
What an appalling affair that was. The new queen Margaery was feeding pidgeon pie to her king husband, Sansa's then betrothed. She looked to her right, wishing her husband would hear her silent plea to leave. When he finally felt her gaze on him, Tyrion gave his young wife an understanding nod before putting his hand on hers and leaning her way.
"We have done our duties, my lady. Come, we may leave this spectacle they call a wedding.". He took her hand as he stood up to announce their departure. "Nephew, my lady wife is quite tired we shall retire to…"
"Yes, yes, uncle. I will see you tomorrow uncle." Said the boy-king, too enamoured with the Tyrell girl to even bother looking their way. That was somehow relieving.
As they were leaving the reception, the members of their household promptly followed; Sansa's handmaiden Brella and Shae, and their personal guards, Bronn and Sandor Clegane. Jaime, after his return to King's Landing, had dismissed Clegane as King's Guard upon Tyrion's request. After all that had happened to Sansa, her husband wished more than anything that for once in her life, she could feel safe again and he knew that Clegane could achieve that somehow. It was very clever on his part because the past few weeks with The Hound by her side had relieved a lot of the tension in their marriage and Sansa was finally letting her guard down.