Chapter 10: Valar Morghulis

I stand with Queen Regent Cersei, King Joffrey and Prince Tommen as we greet everyone who helped us during the battle of blackwater. "I, Joffrey of the House Baratheon, first of my name, the rightful King of the Andals and the First Men, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the Realm, do hereby proclaim my grandfather Tywin Lannister the savior of the city and the Hand of the King," Joffrey announces.

"Thank you, Your Grace," Tywin comments.

"Lord Petyr Baelish, step forward," Joffrey adds. Lord Baelish steps forward. "For your good service and ingenuity in uniting the Houses of Lannister and Tyrell, I declare that you shall be granted the castle of Harrenhal... With all its attendant lands and incomes to be held by your sons and grandsons from this day until the end of time."

"You honor me beyond words, Your Grace. I shall have to acquire some sons and grandsons," Baelish says

"Ser Loras Tyrell," Joffrey adds and Ser Loras and his sister – Lady Margaery steps forward. "Your House has come to our aid. The whole realm is in your debt, none more so than I. If your family would ask anything of me, ask it and it shall be yours."

"Your Grace, my sister Margaery," Loras says. "Her husband was taken from us before... She remains innocent. I would ask you to find it in your heart to do us the great honor of joining our Houses."

"Is this what you want, Lady Margaery?" Joffrey asks.

"With all my heart, Your Grace. I have come to love you from afar," Margaery answers. "Tales of your courage and wisdom have never been far from my ears. And those tales have taken root deep inside of me."

"Well, I too have heard tales of your beauty and grace, but the tales do not do you justice, My Lady," he says. "It would be an honor to return your love, but I am promised to another. A King must keep his word."

"Your Grace, in the judgment of your small council, it would be neither proper nor wise for you to wed the daughter of a man beheaded for treason, a girl whose brother is in open rebellion against the throne as we speak," Cersei adds. "For the good of the realm, your councilors beg you... to set Sansa Stark aside."

"Margaery!" I chanted with the crowd. Cersei looked at me with a small smile."We want Margaery!"

"I would like to heed your wishes and the wishes of my people, but I took a holy vow," Joffrey adds.

"Your Grace, the Gods do indeed hold betrothal solemn, but your father, blessed be his memory, made this pact before the Starks revealed their falseness," Cersei adds. "I have consulted with the High Septon and he assures me that their crimes against the realm free you from any promise you have made to them in the sight of the Gods."

"The Gods are good. I am free to heed my heart. Ser Loras, I will gladly wed your sweet sister. You will be my Queen and I will love you from this day until my last day," Joffrey adds.

I walked to the chambers of the Hand of the King as I knocked on the door. Lord Tywin Lannister opens the door and lets me inside. "You wanted to see me, Lord Tywin," I said as I walked in.

"Of course, Lady Lyra," he says as he acknowledges me and I enter the chamber. He sits on the chair at his table. "Sit, my lady. We have much to discuss." I nodded as I sit down.

"Now, the main point we need to discuss is your betrothal to my grandson, Tommen," he began. "We aren't going to end this betrothal anytime soon. In fact we've decided to move the marriage closer - perhaps a few months after Joffrey's and Margaery's marriage."

"Of course," I added.

"But if Joffrey dies, I wouldn't hand Tommen to Margaery," Tywin adds. "Handing a sweet innocent boy to a horrible lady like Margaery wouldn't ever happy. So you'll still be marrying Tommen."

"Is there a catch?" I asked. "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to sit in meetings with the council," Tywin adds. "You and Cersei will be representing the King respectfully. You'll be developing battle plans to defeat your brother. I know this is a horrible thought, but you must do this so you'll get married to Tommen. Is that what you want, Lady Lyra?"

"Of course," I replied. "I mean I would help as much as I can."

"That's good, my lady," he says. "I'll see to it that you and Tommen are still betrothed."

"Thank you, my lord," I said.

I knew that Cersei and Tywin hates the Tyrells as much as anybody who would hate them. But I also knew it was a plan - a game for them both. A game of thrones - if you say. Once you enter the game there is no going back.

I'm uploading the last two chapters of season 2 but I'll be writing season 3. It will probably be awhile for that to upload as well. Hopefully, it will be up soon probably in a few weeks. Next week for me personally will be busy - my younger sister has her dancing showcase and I've got interclubs at the end of July and the beginning of August coming up (And BTW I basically hate some of the clubs at my club's interclub) I'll be practicing so much between now and then.

So this is the epilogue for Season 2. Hope you guys like it. I written as much as I can in this chapter and the last chapter. The next chapter will be a bit different. It will describe what is happening in season 3 and then it will be season 4 which will be the season in which Joffrey will die (YAY and I'll be sticking to the purple wedding rather than shooting Joffrey sadly) and Tommen will become King.

I'll try and upload once or twice a week depending on how busy I am. When there are competitions for my dancing I wouldn't be uploading during competition times. As for my operation I wouldn't know until August when I have my appointment but I plan to have my operation in summer so there maybe no uploading for a while as I wouldn't be able to sit up and only lie down unless I have pillows - even if I have pillows I will still not be able to write so I'll let you know when I'll have the operation so you guys are aware of when I will be away.

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