Chapter 3: The Laws of God and men
"You didn't even tell me about it?" Will asked grandfather. They were in The Tower of the Hand along with mother.
"I was performing my sworn duty as the Hand of the King."
"Your duty is to help me, not to take over my job."
"I'm sure your grandfather had good intentions when he took the decision. You are new at this. You need experience. There will be crowd watching. All the so-called nobles of Kings Landing. You don't want to give them the idea that we are under a weak or foolish king," said mother.
"If I step out of this, it won't be a trial, it'll be a farce. You, grandfather, have always hated Tyrion. Everyone knows it and Mace Tyrell will follow you blindly. That will give you the majority. I'll not let that happen under my rule. I'll preside over the trial. You and Prince Oberyn will serve as the other two judges. It was a wonderful idea to bring Dorne into the fold with the help of Prince Oberyn. We may as well gain something from this tragedy."
"I have already asked Mace Tyrell to be a judge. Asking him to step down might be taken as an insult."
"I'm sure you'll think of something. I have full faith in your capabilities."
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"I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner."
"You must have been busy with the funeral, your coronation, and everything."
"The trial is coming up soon. How is your defense coming? Do you need anything? You didn't name any witnesses for you yet. Who do you have in mind?"
"Sansa, my wife."
"You can't. She is accused too. You'll both be on trial together."
"Then there is nothing else that I can do."
"You've got to do something, you realize that don't you. I'll try to help you as much as you can but you got to have a defense. I cannot set you free if mother has a line of people testifying against you and you stand there with no defense at all."
"That's the beauty of Game of Thrones, you know I am innocent still you can't set me free. I'll try to think of something nephew."
"I'm sure you will. You're a smart man uncle. I'll take my leave now."
"Thanks for visiting nephew."
"You are family Uncle. Mother and grandfather may have forgotten it but I'll always remember. Trust me. I'll make everything all right."
"Thank you."
"And Uncle, one last thing. Take care of Sansa during the trial. She is an innocent girl and won't be able to take care of herself."
"I'll do whatever I can."
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"How can he be dead?" asked Will. He was in his chambers when Uncle Jaime came in and informed him of the death of Joffrey's fool. The one he caught escaping with Sansa Stark.
"He is," replied Uncle Jaime.
"Only the Kingsgaurd knew about him. I trusted you with him, uncle."
"I had my trusted men guarding him your grace. It wasn't their fault. He was poisoned. Someone from the kitchens must have slipped something in the food. All the prisoners in the cells died from poisoning."
"Then it isn't your fault. This clearly means the killer knew only about his existence and not his cell. If it were the guards they would've known the exact cell. I'm sorry for doubting you uncle. Forgive me."
"There is nothing to forgive your grace. I still have failed. He was the only person who could have cleared Tyrion's name. He would have told the truth in the court and the real killer would have been found guilty."
"I know. We have lost a big witness. Uncle Tyrion's case looks rather weak now. Maybe you can try and explain all this to mother. If she believes you she might take the case back."
"I don't think she will. Why don't you try, you are her son."
"She has already accused me of being happy about Joffrey's death. She thinks I'd rather reward the person who killed Joffrey than kill him. She has always only listened to you."
"Everyone will know what happened soon. News of this magnitude does not stay hidden for long."
"I know. Tell grandfather too. He must not feel left out."
"If that's all your grace."
"Stop calling me your grace. I don't like it as much as I thought I would and you are my Uncle."
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Captivity didn't bother her somehow. Maybe she was used to it. She was a prisoner before this in all but name. Now it was official. Now, she didn't have to listen to the false words of the ladies of the courts, the whispers of the maids and most of all nobody calls her a traitor's daughter. There were some downsides to being a prisoner too. One of them being that she now had a lot of time to her thoughts. She would think about her childhood in Winterfell, the stories told by Old Nan, her fights with Arya, stitching lessons with Septa Mordane and also about the death of her father, mother, and her brothers. Sometimes she thought about Will. She knew she made a mistake four years ago. He had offered her his heart and she had stomped on it. If she could go back and change things she would do it instantly. There were so many things she should've said or done. She didn't even get to tell him that she loved him. Surely she did. She wasn't sure four years ago but she sure is now but it is too late.
Flashback: Four years ago
"I love you and I know you do too. Just say that you love me too and I'll fight everyone who comes our way," Will said and she felt butterflies in her stomach.
"I don't know what I feel."
"Then maybe this will help you decide," he said and kissed her on her lips.
She slowly started to respond and started getting lost in the kiss. Her first kiss. It was wonderful, just like she imagined but it was not the person with which she imagined it.
"What are you both doing?" came the angry voice of Joffrey. She could see the anger on his face. He angrily marched towards Will. The hound following him closely.
"Brother I can explain. I love.." started Will but before he could explain himself he was punched by Joffrey and fell down and she almost screamed. She had never seen Joffrey so angry. Will got up and moved to attack Joffrey but was stopped by the Hound.
"Hold him," commanded Joffrey to the Hound.
He then punched Will three more times and Will's face started to bleed.
"Did you forget that she is my betrothed?" asked Joffrey.
"We are in love, Joffrey. I am sorry but that's the truth."
"Love? She loves me. I'm her future husband and also her future King."
Then he turned to her and grabbed her face roughly.
"Who do you love?" asked Joffrey anger clear in his voice. His hold was hurting her and she was terrified. So scared of him that she said Joffrey.
"You, my prince. I love only you," she answered and saw Will's face drop a little.
"Did you hear that? Now, do you know the punishment of touching my betrothed without her permission."
"She loves me. She is just scared of you that's why she is taking your name. Tell your dog to leave me." said Will and struggled to free himself from the hound but to no avail.
"You want proof. I'll show it to you. Hold him tighter dog," he said and moved towards her. She didn't like the look in his eyes.
"What are you doing?" she asked scared as Joffrey grabbed her.
"If you love me then it shouldn't affect you. Now not a word from you."
Will struggled a lot, doing everything to get free but it made no effect. Soon he gave up and saw. He saw Joff remove Sansa's clothes. He watched her touch her, kiss her, bite her and then fuck her. All the while not a single word of protest came out of her mouth. Maybe she did love him he thought. He cried. He didn't remember the last time he cried. He was not one of those men who cried but this time he cried as he watched his brother fuck the woman he loved.
Sansa saw Will struggle but she remained quiet. She stayed silent as Joff undressed her, as he touched her and then put his cock inside her. She remained silent for she was afraid of what he would do if she spoke up. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she stopped them, she felt extreme pain but she kept quiet. Soon Joff was done and he left without any word. His dog following him. She looked towards Will but he left without even sparing her a glance. She could see him wiping tears. The next day the King died, Joffrey took the throne and Will left without telling anyone and only leaving a letter behind for her mother.
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There was a knock on the door which was surprising considering the time of the day. Nobody usually came to her at this time.
"Come in," she said and Will walked in.
"Your Grace, what brings you here?"
"How are you, Sansa?"
"As well as I can be your grace. You have been very kind to me."
"I have. Mother demands that you be kept in the black cells with no food or water just like your father was."
"I cannot thank you enough. You wanted something?"
"Yes. Who has been here to visit you?"
"Nobody your grace. Only the guards and maids."
"Are you sure nobody else came?"
"Lady Margaery did come once to visit."
"Hmm. The guards forgot to tell me that. Must be an innocent mistake. Are you friends with Lady Margaery?"
"Yes. She has been very kind to me. She is a very nice woman."
"Of course she is. I am to marry her after the trial is over."
"That is… good to hear. I am happy for her. For both of you."
"Are you? Then why did your face fell? Want to kill another king?"
"No. Your Grace, I had no role in Joffrey's murder. I swear."
"Then why were you running away?"
"I don't know. It all happened so quickly. Ser Dontos came to me to help so that they don't arrest me for a crime that I didn't commit."
"Do you know that fool very well.?"
"He's been very kind to me. He even gave me the necklace which I wore on my wedding day. It belonged to his mother."
"Sometimes I don't understand if you are so stupid or so damn clever."
"I don't understand your grace."
"Of course you don't. Did you tell Margaery about the fool."
"Yes, she wanted to know about everything that happened."
"Hmm... The trial begins in short time. Have you prepared a defense?"
"I'll answer all questions honestly."
"What I meant was any witnesses for you?"
"Ser Dontos."
"Ser Dontos is dead. Despite keeping him under high-security someone murdered him."
"Oh, God!"
"Do you have any other defense?"
"No. But you have to trust me, your grace, I did not kill King Joffrey."
"Oh, I believe you. How can you hurt someone you loved?
"I didn't love Joffrey."
"You chose him. I remember it vividly."
"I didn't mean for it to happen," she said and tears threatened to fall from her eyes.
"You surely had no problem with it. I remember you were enjoying it so much that you were trying to hold in your moans. All the while I was being held up right in front of you."
"Stop it, just stop," she said now crying uncontrollably.
"Why? Is the truth so hard. I opened up my heart in front and you… you let my brother fuck you right in front of me. I will never forget that. Never. If you didn't love me you could have just said it. I would never have kissed you."
"But I did," she shouted unable to take it anymore.
"What!"
"Nothing."
"Say that again. Do you love me?"
"Yes," she slipped slowly. There was a pause. Nobody said anything. They just stood there staring into each other's eyes. Then Will moved forward, took her face in his hands and slowly kissed her.
It was a small peck and she was disappointed when his lips left hers and she pulled him back in for another kiss. This one began slowly but the intensity grew exponentially. His tongue demanded entrance into her mouth which she was happy to give. His tongue explored every bit of her mouth and ended up massaging her tongue. He had surely done this before she thought and decided to let it go and instead concentrate on the kiss. Then it ended. Both of them were breathless now.
Then the reality hit her. She had made a huge mistake. She was a married woman. Tyrion had shown her nothing but respect. She was a Stark.
She did not get the time to process it fully because Will's lips were on hers again.
"This is not right," she said breaking the kiss.
"No it isn't but neither is everything else that has happened to us."
"We can't."
"Yes we can, this is our time. Forget the what happened in the past, forget what will happen in future and just enjoy this moment. We owe this to ourselves."
He kissed her again and this time she did not offer any protest. He slowly led her towards the bed and started fondling with the laces of her dress in order to remove them all the time not separating his lips from hers. After opening the laces he started pulling her dress in order to remove him and she raised her arms in order to help him. Now she was only in her small clothes. He removed them slowly, savoring the moment and soaking every inch of her.
Now she was completely naked. He took a minute to admire her beautiful body and then started sucking on those tits. Taking one in his mouths while playing with the other with his left hand. His hand and mouth were doing magic as Sansa couldn't help but moan. She was loving his every move. After taking his time with her tits he gave her a small kiss and started moving downwards licking her stomach, her navel and then he reached her thighs. He gave a big lick on both of her milky white thighs and started rubbing her clit with his fingers. Then he started to bring his mouth towards her pussy all the while looking at her face. Waiting for her reaction. Then he started to lick her cunt and Sansa started moaning.
"Oh Will." she cried as he worked his magic with his tongue. After a few minutes of licking and listening to her cry his name over and over again, he heard-
"Will I'm about to. I'm close."
"Do it, Sansa. Cum on my face. I want to taste your cum." he replied and his dirty words sent her over the edge. She had never felt this much pleasure in her life.
"Oh, you taste so good, Sansa. Now rub your pussy for me while I undress," said Will. Once he finished undressing he came over. Sansa felt herself going red while looking at his manhood which didn't go unnoticed by Will.
He slowly parted her legs and carefully inserted his dick in her cunt. After a few seconds, he began thrusting slowly. He then began to increase his speed and Sansa began feeling the pleasure again.
"Don't stop?" she said as she got closer to her edge.
As soon as she came Will took his cock out of her and spilled his seeds on her stomach. He then laid back beside her. Both panting heavily.
"This was amazing."
"We are not done yet."
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She was watching him getting dressed while she was naked under the sheets. How much can life change in a matter of hours? These couple of hours were the best since she came to King's Landing and she could not wipe the smile from her face. She now loved him even more if it was at all possible to love someone so much. She used to think about how life would've been if there was no Joffrey and she was betrothed to Will instead.
When he was done he came up to her. She was at a loss for words. He came next to her and gave her a small peck on lips.
"I'll see you again," he said and began to leave.
"Wait." she said, "How do we go from here?"
"We'll figure it out along the way I guess," he replied and left.
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"Thanks for meeting with me Lady Olenna."
"His grace commands and the loyal subject obeys. What do you want to talk about?"
"Nothing specific. I figured you would want to know the person who's marrying your granddaughter. Come walk with me. I hope your family is not offended by my decision to remove Lord Tyrell from the jury in the trial."
"Nonsense. Our families are to join in marriage. It was good for my son too. His head was getting too big for his body from all the flattery he was receiving in the capital. It was also a bold move for you. Going against your hand, showing authority. Nice to see a king who wants to rule for a change."
"You must've heard about the murders that happened today in the black cells."
"Yes. How tragic. It was good that you did not put your Uncle there or Sansa for that matter."
"There was also a particular knight amongst those dead who happened to be a key witness in the upcoming trial. You wouldn't happen to know anything about him would you?"
"Nothing. I don't even know which one are you talking about."
"Joffrey's fool. The one I caught escaping with Sansa Stark."
"No, I don't."
"Hmm, interesting because Sansa told me that she told Margaery about him. Did your granddaughter keep it from you?"
"She doesn't tell me about all the conversations she had all day."
"The guards posted outside Sansa's room confessed after a little beating that they were paid by somebody to keep Margaery's meeting with Sansa from me. Do you know anything about that?"
"No."
"Then you would also not know about…"
"Will you stop talking in circles and come to the point because I don't like what I think you are implying and you should be careful about what you say."
"And what do you think I'm implying?"
"That I had some role in the death of the fool."
"Yes. Wait which fool are we talking about cause I was talking about Joffrey."
"This is preposterous. Such an accusation against House Tyrell is…"
"Save it. You know it is over. I saw you remove poison from Sansa's necklace and crush it in Joffrey's wine."
"That is no proof."
"I am a king. My word doesn't require proof."
"Words travel fast. If you just accuse me and execute without proof, the seven kingdoms will know. How do you think it will be received? The mad king once blamed the head of a great house and executed them without any proof and it started a rebellion that ended with his death."
"You are right. Maybe that's why I can prove that you had Margaery gain knowledge about the fool and then poisoned all the prisoners of the black cells to kill him."
"I did no such thing and the fool would've never taken my name. I didn't hire him."
"You know it and I know it but the people don't know it and the only man who can prove it otherwise is now dead. So does it really matter?"
"What do you want?"
"Why do you assume I want something?"
"Don't test me. If you wanted to "serve justice" I would've been in the black cells before Joffrey's corpse reached the Sept."
"Well, I just have a few demands."
"Say it."
"First you'll help me in getting Tyrion and Sansa free and also in trapping Peter Baelish. I already know he helped you with the murder. Second, you'll pay our debt to the iron bank in full. Also right now you send about ten-fifteen percent of the crops you grow to King's Landing. You'll make it five times and you'll return to Highgarden."
"Well I can't afford to refuse can I?"
"There is one more thing."
"What? You've already robbed us of our current wealth and our future incomes. You want our clothes too? How are we going to explain all this to everyone without telling anyone about my role in Joffrey's murder?"
"I'll find a way with my family and you think about how to tell it to yours."
"Fine. What is your final demand?"
"You won't like it."
"You think I'm liking any of this?"
"Ser Loras Tyrell will join my Kingsgaurd and Highgarden will then go to my second son with Margaery."
"No! We cannot accept this." she snapped then she steadied herself an,d said "Besides Lord Tywin betrothed your mother to Loras."
"I'm sure I'll make him understand."
"No this is unacceptable. Loras is the future of our house."
"You are in no position to refuse. If you agree Highgarden will go to Margaery's children. It will still be ruled by your blood. On the other hand if you refuse, you'll be arrested along with all your family. Lannisters will sack Highgarden and give it to someone I trust and completely outside the Tyrell family. Margaery and Loras might be allowed to live but it will always be in prison. You on the other hand will be whipped naked across the streets of Kings Landing and beheaded in front of the Red Keep. Which one do you choose because I gain something in both options? Now you will understand what happens when you take a swing this big and miss."
"I accept."
"That is good. It was a pleasure meeting you Lady Olenna. Also don't send Margaery's mother here. I don't think she'll like little brothers or sisters running around."
"This is not how the laws of God and men work."
"No. I am the king and what I say is the law."
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"You called for me your grace." announced Bernadette as she entered my chambers.
"I did. You did an excellent job today and you deserve a gift."
"There is no need for that my king. I will always do what you ask of me."
"Yes. That is what loyalty is. Never break my trust Bernadette. Never."
"Never. I'll die before I do anything that will cause you harm."
"Good. How did you manage to get so much poison anyway?"
"The Grand Maester is not what a maester should be. He likes my presence let's say. I just took advantage of that."
"I hope you didn't let him touch you."
"Never. Only you get to touch me my king. I didn't understand one thing though. If you wanted to kill those prisoners then you could've had them executed. Was it a plot?"
"Everything I do is a plot. Now time for your gift."
Will took her towards the mirror and picked up a beautiful diamond necklace kept on the table.
"It is gorgeous."
"Let me put it on you."
"How can I ever thank you for this?"
"Well it was my way of saying thank you but if you want to do something then you can let me fuck you while you wear only this."
"I would really really love that."
"So, take off your clothes."
End.
Next Chapter: The trial.
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