Chapter 1-

Basically Robert is a horny bastard and Arya and Sansa are not having it

Looking at the scenery around her Sansa sighed happily, Kings Landing was beautiful. This was where she longed to be, looking out the small carriages window she caught a glimpse of her younger sister, wild and wilful, like the north. Sansa shook her head with a small smile on her delicate features, she and Arya had just had their name days, Sansa was one and seven, Arya one and six. Everyone, even Arya thought that Sansa was the most beautiful of the two, but looking at Arya now, astride Nymeria, her huge dire wolf, she knew that Arya was beautiful, breath taking really. Arya looked different from the south all together, her features, her body, her demeanour all screamed 'Northerner'. While Sansa's body was long and curvy Arya had a lean muscle and strong bones all this and curves as well. Sansa was described as a Southern rose while Arya was compared to a wildling. Sansa knew how her sister acted, not at all ladylike and she feared for her sister while in the capital.

The King would expect Ned Stark's daughters to be poised to perfection and smile and curtsey gracefully. That was not Arya. Sansa sighed again and let her mind be distracted by thoughts of marriage. Knowing that their visit to Kings Landing was not some impromptu act of missing the King. No…she and Arya were to be assessed for the princes. Prince Gendry and Prince Joffrey were both in need of a bride and it just so happens Lord Eddard Stark had two very different and very available daughters. The two princes were well past marrying age, none more than Gendry. The man was two and twenty, Joffrey was one and nine. Sansa only dreamed of marrying a prince and becoming queen, yet nothing could still her aching heart when she thought of Willas Tyrell of Highgarden, the heir who had visited North with Margaery, his sister as a prospective bride for her brother, Robb. They had gotten along beautifully and exchanged letter frequently.

She knew they were inside the castle walls because Arya was shoved into the carriage with her and their mother. Sansa smoothed down her dress which was the colour of Tully blue, matching her eyes and her long red hair had been done in an intricate Southern braid, courtesy of her mother. Arya on the other hand had on a Stark grey dress, the bottom was dirty but even Sansa had to agree that the grey looked dashing against her olive skin. Her stark grey eyes were quite magnificent too, if she was being honest. But her hair was let loose, spilling over her shoulders and down her back in dark curls. Sansa almost complimented her but her mother was quick to chastise Arya on her unique beauty. Arya huffed and threw insults at anyone she could think of.

When the carriage halted the three of them had looked at each other, waiting for the other to make a move. Sansa's mother was quick to open the carriage and step out, then Sansa then Arya. Sansa eyed the royal family and she couldn't help but see how the Kings beady blue eyes had roamed Arya's short body and his face lit up. Looking to the Queen she looked deathly pale, almost as if she saw a ghost. Their father hugged the king and said sweet words. Then her mother was reacquainted with him, he turned his attention towards the two sisters.

"Our daughter, your grace, this is Sansa" Sansa bowed and the king smiled warmly at her, she kissed his hand moved to greet the queen. Queen Cersei smiled at her with cold eyes and she kissed her hand as well.

"and out youngest daughter Arya, your grace" her father's words had a hint of apprehension and fear. Robert kept his eyes trained on her sister and Sansa supressed a shiver.

"By the gods, Ned. She looks exactly like her" the King croaked, kissing Arya's hand. Which he had not done to her mother or her. Arya looked annoyed and she swiftly pulled her hand from the Kings grasp.

"Thank you, your grace, but Lyanna was beautiful" Arya said in mock shyness. Sansa almost laughed. Arya was many things but she was not shy.

"Aye, she was. But you, my dear, are more beautiful than she ever was" King Robert said, he was speaking as if he was out of breath. No one said a word until Cersei stepped forward.

"It's lovely to meet you Lady Arya, a true Northerner I see" she said in her ice-cold tone. Arya smiled at the queen and nodded.

"So, it seems" she replied, Sansa almost gasped at her sisters' boldness. Cersei laughed and grabbed Arya's arms gently.

"Come, meet my children" She cooed, Sansa smiled when the queen grasped her other arm and led her towards a garden.

When they approached, Sansa couldn't help but notice the Princes' eyes travel from her to her sister and back and forth. All the queen's children stepped forward and Sansa could tell the first born, Prince Gendry was a true Baratheon. He was tall, broad shouldered and very handsome with Baratheon blue eyes and black hair.

"My children, these are the Lady's Sansa and Arya Stark, all the way from Winterfell" Cersei said, the youngest two children gasped in awe. Sansa curtsied at the four children with a nice smile.

"I am Sansa Stark, your graces" she said with the sweetest voice she had. Sansa looked back to see Arya still disengaged, when Sansa cleared her throat Arya stepped forward and did the most atrocious curtsey Sansa had ever seen.

"Arya" she said curtly. Noticing how the oldest prince's eyes stayed on Arya Sansa moved her attention to Prince Joffrey who was happy to introduce himself.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Lady Sansa, I am prince Joffrey" he said kissing her hand, the way the king as kissed Arya's it still made her shudder to think of it. The king wasn't ugly or gross, he was just old, he had maintained his figure from his war days and she knew Gendry would be as strong as Robert maybe even stronger. In the middle of conversing with Joffrey and his younger siblings she heard her temperamental sister yell something along the lines of "I'm not a lady, you stupid bull headed bastard" before storming out. Her eyes immediately fell on the queen who she thought would be foaming at the mouth but instead she looked slightly amused. Sansa would have been mortified if she didn't hear the laughing of the eldest prince and then the snickers of his other siblings. Cersei smiled at her children and stepped forward to place a hand on Joffrey's shoulder as Gendry approached.

"What did you do, Gendry Baratheon?" Cersei asked with a hard glare but Sansa saw the smirk on her lips. Gendry laughed and shrugged.

"I called her my lady and she got angry" he said, Sansa sighed and looked to where her sister had stormed off from.

"I am so sorry, Prince Gendry, she's wild, wilder than the north" Sansa said looking mortified, Gendry chuckled and looked behind him to the place where they were talking.

"All is forgiven Lady Sansa, I find I quite like the north" he said with a look in his eyes that Sansa couldn't recognise. Cersei laughed and moved to stroke her oldest sons face.

"You are your father's son, my sweet" she said almost as if she was sad, Gendry scrunched his face together.

"I am much more than that man" he whispered. Sansa felt as if she was interrupting a private moment between family.

"That you are, my sweet. Now, you take your brothers to go and ready for the feast" Cersei said before kissing each of her son's brows. Joffrey smiled at Sansa as they had exited the gardens.

"Come, little dove, we shall show you to your room" Cersei had said, leading her away from the gardens and into the castle. The royal family was a beautiful sight, Robert was still strong and handsome, although he was a drunk and she did not particularly like the way he had stared at her little sister. Cersei was a welcome surprise, everyone said she was cold, as cold as the winds beyond the wall. But Sansa saw that she was warm around her children, all of them were nice and gracious. She could get used to staying here for a while. It was almost enough to take her mind off her wild sister who had met them halfway to the room with a red face and ripped dress. Sansa glared at her while she saw Cersei give her an affectionate glance. Things were not as she expected that was for certain.

Please let me know if you would like me to continue with this, otherwise I will just abandon it tbh

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