Sansa

Sansa felt all the eyes on her as Lord Tywin led her to the alter. She looked ahead and saw Joffrey feasting his eyes on her in the beautiful golden red gown. She would be given away to this monster who she would call husband soon. Then she realized that within minutes he would be able to do, as he liked with her, that she would be his property. She zoned back in and gathered her emotions as she neared her new life as Queen of Westeros and wife to his Grace King Joffrey Baratheon. Then Sansa felt herself handed over from the Hand to the king himself. She would gladly wipe that smirk of his face and run as far as possible to Winterfell if she could. The high Septon invaded her thoughts by asking her and Joffrey to exchange vows.

Joffrey

She looked stunning walking down the aisle on the arm of his grandfather. He saw her gaze at him and blush. Soon she would be his Wife in the next 15 minutes she would be his property he loved saying it, thinking it, the untamed wolf would be his. His Grandfather pasted her along to him she wouldn't look him in the eye soon that would change. The septon started talking about the marriage but all he could think about was her the wolf his wolf closer and closer until the septon asked them to say there vows finally she would be his.

Father, Smith, Warrior,

Mother, Maiden, Crone,

I am hers and she is mine

From this day until the end of my days.

Sansa

"Let us go to the feast wife" said Joffrey. Sansa obediently took the offered arm and walked next to Joffrey. As they walked on to the platform in the gardens Sansa found it hard to breath it was beautiful the flowers everywhere the sun shining just like she wanted her wedding to look like as a little girl. She thought she looked like an idiot with that smile plastered onto her face but taking it off just wouldn't happen it was too beautiful. She then saw Joffrey look at her and blushed horribly. Why did I do that he thinks I still love him now ?Why do I always blush? When they got to the high table Joffrey pulled out a chair for her and then pushed her in she was still thin after what happened to her father. Although she was getting over it.

Joffrey

She looked radiant sitting next to him looking at the musicians in front of them. Lightly chewing on some lemon cakes. He had of course noticed that she was not eating at all barely anything to be honest. When she has my son in her she will eat more, I'll make sure myself. The courses went by the ducks, venison meat pie and so on the came the deserts it was getting late and soon he would take her maidenhead.

"My lords and ladies I believe that it is time the future king is created so I bid you all a good night and on behalf of the Queen thank you for comming" Proclaimed Joffrey as he spoke he glanced at Sansa, his Sansa, she was beautiful but blushung furiosley at the mention of creating a son also trembeling at the thought of him seeing her naked he thought. A servant pulled out Sansa's chair and after she took his arm he lead her out.

Sansa

As soon as they started walking out on Joffreys arm a scream came out:

"No bedding cermony your Grace?"

"There will be no bedding ceremony as it is a vulgar and barbaric custom that I don't approve of." answerd Joffrey with a note of anoyence in his voice. He was leading her through the many halls to the Kings and Queens chambers he moved his face closer to her ear till she felt his breath tickiling her she then felt his lips on her ear it would have been nice if not for the fact that she was trembeling with fear. As they got to the room he ordered the gaurd to stay out all night because her Grace would scream.