Sansa gathered her skirts, stood, and walked away from her comfortable pile of leaves. As she reached the edge of the forest, the memory of last night's feud rushed back to her. "I yelled at Robb," Sansa cried to herself in despair. "What the seven hells was I thinking!" Sansa knew exactly what she was thinking. She had let her anger get the best of her, and now she must face the consequences. I will thrown myself at his feet and beg forgiveness, he is king after all. Then another voice in her head said,"No. Sansa you have remain strong. You have been pushed by all of the Lannisters! You have been manipulated by them! It is time for you to stand your ground, and speak your mind!" Sansa took a deep breath and stepped out of the forest. With her head held high Sansa walked through the camp.
"My Lady," a man bowed beside her.
"Your Grace," a man in chains said and bowed beside her.
"Your Grace," a women in chains curtsied beside her.
"My Lady," a men bowed in front of her. Men and women bowed and curtsied around her calling her "My lady and Your Grace" Sansa slowly turned fully around and saw men and women bowing and curtsying all around her. The Lannister red and the Stark gray and white soon began to mix together that Sansa could hardly tell them apart.
"Make way for your King!" a men yelled.
The crowd dispersed immediately and Sansa was left alone in the road. Robb, Jeyne, and a few of his men were riding to her and Sansa immediately moved to the side and dropped to a curtsie.
"Your Grace." Sansa said, her eyes to the floor.
"Sansa," Robb said softly. "Sansa, look at me."
"Yes, Your Grace." Sansa said looking up at her brother.
Robb sighed and said, "We need to talk, Sansa ride with Theon for the time being." Robb kicked his horse and galloped off, his men and Jeyne on his heels.
Theon Greyjoy smirked and offered her his hand. Sansa took it and was pulled up in front of Theon.
"You've grown Sansa," Theon said his hand sneaking to her breast.
"And you Theon," Sansa said elbowing Theon in a special spot.
"Ommfh," Theon grunted in pain. "So is it true that you are no longer a maiden," he said with a mischievous grin.
Sansa years ago might have blushed in embarrassment. But after surviving years of Joffery's crude comments, Theon's were child's talk.
"Yes Theon it is true. I do hope you know what happens after a wedding or do I have to explain it to you?" Sansa said smirking.
Theon looked at Sansa in surprise but quickly collected himself "Oh Sansa don't tell me." his hand strayed back to her breast "Show me."
Sansa was in shock. Did he forget himself? She was Sansa Stark! Second born of Eddard and Catelyn Stark. But Sansa refused to be out done.
"Of course Theon, because you and me know perfectly well that it is the most insane pleasure you have ever experienced."
Theon was in absolute shock and he did not regain himself as quickly as before. Luckily they had reached Robb. Theon hopped off the horse and then helped Sansa off still looking shocked. Theon then offered her his arm and lead her to Robb.
Sansa curtsied and Theon bowed,"Your Grace." they murmured.
"Stand" Robb said. He turned to his men and said,"Leave us." Theon and the rest on his men walked back to the horses. Robb beckoned for Jeyne and Sansa to take his arm. He then led them deeper into the forest.
"Family is very important in times of chaos," Jeyne said.
"Your right. As a family we need to band together," Robb said.
"We need to let go of feuds and move on," Jeyne said looking at Sansa.
Sansa looked at Jeyne with fire in her eyes and said,"Easy for you to say."
Robb looked at Sansa,"Don't talk to her like that."
Sansa stopped short ripped her arm away from Robb and stormed away angrily.
"Of course you would take her side!" Sansa yelled at Robb.
"Sansa! Sansa, wait!" Jeyne yelled.
Sansa stormed back to the horses and the men.
"What wrong?" Theon asked.
Sansa ripped the reins from his hands and flung herself on top of the horse and galloped back to the camp. She slid down off the horse too fast and fell into a pile of mud. She could scream right now! "Is my tent ready?" she practically screamed at a stable boy.
"Yes my lady." He said trembling. Wham! She punched him straight in the face.
"I'm not your lady! I'm your queen." she screamed at him.
Clutching his nose he said,"Yes your grace. She will lead you to your tent."
A maid walked up beside her,"This way my l- Your Grace." The maid walked her to her tent.
"Thank you," Sansa said.
The maid nodded, cursied and scampered off. Sansa opened the flaps of her tent and walked inside. What she saw in there put her in tears.
"Hello me lady, Shae said.
