Started it on the 16th /4/19

Title: Strength within Family

Author: DavidBoeanaz'swife247

Pairings: Sanrion/ Marmen (Margery and Tommen)

Gene: Hurt comfort Family Romance

Warnings: Sansa's trauma

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I do not own Game of thrones

Intro: Sansa works up the courage to spend time with her Lannister family, tension arise between the Queen and the Lannister's

With Tyrion by her side Sansa walks though the castle halls and steps out into the garden the sun is so bright she shields away for a moment as her eyes could not handle the light too used to the darkness, it was a cloudy day when she first stepped onto the shore of dragon stone hours ago. Tyrion grew concerned, "Sansa are you well." Shielding her eyes, she looks down at her husband and smiles. Sansa starches out her arms and spins in a circle, Tyrion watches with a smile but that smile falls when he hears what Sansa says next, "it feels good to finally feel the sun on myself."

"How long Sansa?" asked Tyrion. The woman turned to him and said, "since the nightmare began." Tyrion nodded towards the garden "go on and enjoy." Sansa smiled and hurried down the steps her husband following behind her. The spouses walked the path of the garden when they spot their family under a tree, hearing footsteps Margery Tommen and Myrcella they look up their faces alight with happiness at seeing their young Aunt.

Yet they remembered how she acted when they first saw her so they were slow to approach her, Sansa gave them all a small smile and took her first step towards them, when they were half way Sansa opened her arms to her nieces who rush forward to hug her, they then begin planting kisses on her cheeks and forehead as tears of joy roll down their face while behind them their husband/ brother watches on, looking over their shoulders, Sansa saw her young nephew and gave him a small smile Myrcella and Margery moved aside. With a trembling hand Sansa reached out towards him this was the moment of truth the touch of another man not her husband but her young nephew.

Tommen looked back at his uncle Jamie who nodded, slowly the boy walked towards his Aunt Sansa, slowly reaching out to her he took the offered hand and Sansa took a deep breath trying to slow everything in her body down, her heart her breathing even her muscles in her hand that were twitching.

Tommen saw this and gently tried to pull away feeling that maybe his touch was too much yet Sansa surprised him by curling her hand around his and taking his other hand in her own, Tommen looked at her startled, "It's OK" Sansa assured him, the Prince shook his head, "No it's not I can see it in your eyes and your hands are shaking" said Tommen. "they are shaking because I finally after so long get to see my nephew and my nieces who I have missed greatly" Sansa explained turning to the two teens beside her.

"My lady it is good to see you again" said Jamie, she looked over at him, "Good day Sir Jamie" Sansa replied, "won't you join us" Jamie offered, "I'd like that thank you" said Sansa. So together they all made their way back to the tree and sat down. "How are you three liking dragon stone?" asked Sansa, "its different kind of like being cut off from the world" said Myrcella, "have you three met the queen?" asked Sansa, "yes" they answered, "what do you think of her." "she has an air about her like other worldly her appearance is other worldly as well with light blond hair almost white with dark eyes" Tommen explained. Sansa gave Tommen a small smile, "Aunt Sansa are you not overly warm with that shawl on its quite a warm day" Margery inquires.

"Maybe so Margery but I'm more comfortable with being covered right now" the tone of voice Sansa used just now got Myrcella and Tommen worried "What happened Aunt Sansa?" asked Myrcella, "it happen after I left kings landing I thought being your brother's play thing was a nightmare that was nothing compared to what I went through thanks to Little finger," said Sansa. Jamie's eyes widen as he knew how ruthless and barbaric his eldest son/ nephew was towards his sister in law, so he was quite stunned and a bit nauseated to think how much worse it was for Sansa after she escaped Kings Landing.

"What do you mean?" asked Myrcella, Sansa gave her husband a sideways glance then glanced at her brother in law wondering if she should continue, "it is up to you Sansa" Tyrion said softly. Swallowing down the sudden bile in her throat and with trembling hand she tired taking off the shawl however due to the trauma's in her hands she was unable to remove the shawl, seeing this Tyrion laid a hand on his Lady wife's trembling one.

However before Tyrion could help Sansa remove the shawl Jamie spoke up, "Sansa stop," Sansa turned to him, "You don't have to remove your shawl this is obviously distressing you" Sansa gave him a small smile, "thank you sir Jamie for your concern but I need to do this I don't want to be stuck in that nightmare any longer I want to be able to be around my male family members or any males for that matter without flinching jumping or trembling and I don't want them shying away from me because they think being near them will upset me I can't do it alone I need you all to help me and how can my family help when they don't know the extent of what I went through" Sansa explained. Jamie sighed and closed his eyes.

"Very well if you are comfortable enough to do so" said Jamie, "I am" Sansa tells him, so with Tyrion's help as her own hands were shaking she looked again at her family "I must warn you what you are about to see is NOT pretty and will raise more questions, are you ready?" she ask giving them a chance to back out and NOT learn the truth, she saw them nod their heads. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she opened her shawl and dropped it she heard them gasp, they were in total shock at seeing the state their Aunt was in, her neck shoulders arms and chest area were littered with scars cuts and bruises hearing a sob Sansa opened her eyes to see poor Myrcella tears running down her face and a hand covering her mouth.

Sansa gave her 19-year-old niece a sad smile and opened her arms.

Myrcella dived into her arms and cried, Sansa did grimace as the salt of Myrcella's tears splashed onto some of the smaller open cuts on her chest, Sansa rubbed her hands up and down Myrcella's back trying to sooth the girl. Looking over Myrcella's shoulders she saw Margery with tears in her eyes, her older niece and best friend held out her hand which Sansa took and gave it a squeeze. Suddenly Sansa felt the tree they were under shake looking up she saw Tommen had punched the trunk of the tree.

He looked down at her with anger filled eyes, "who did this to you Aunt Sansa."

Sansa swallowed, "Ram…. Ramsey…Bolton" said Sansa fearfully.

"I'm going to make him pay for this" the normal passive and kind hearted 15 year old told her, Margery seeing her young husband in distress stood up and walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him from behind in the arms of his wife the young man began shaking with rage and heartbreak over what he was seeing. Together the young royals sat down close to Sansa but far enough to give the woman breathing room. Meanwhile Jamie had seen the pain and stress on his little brother's face at seeing the treatment his wife had faced and moved around behind the tree and knelt behind his brother and placed a hand on his right shoulder.

Tyrion without even looking placed his right hand over Jamie's and gave it a squeeze. Sansa meanwhile pulled Myrcella into her lap as the young teen was still weeping, Sansa then pulled up the bottom of her gown where they saw even more scars covering her body. "Just HOW badly are you scared?" asked Jamie. Sansa looked over at her brother in law who knelt behind her husband.

"I mean no disrespect I'm just trying to figure out how you can go through all that and still be ALIVE." Said Jamie

Who was horrified at what he was seeing, part of him wanted to be sick and another part was blood thirsty for vengeance in his young sister in laws name he like Tommen wanted to make Bolton pay for what he has done?

"I have scars all over front AND back from my neck to my ankles and on my arms but that's not all he would starve me if I didn't give him what he wanted and I'm sure you can image what he wanted" said Sansa, "my wedding night to him was nothing but pain and he held me face down…" Sansa had to stop because of the lump in her throat and tears streaming done her face everyone present saw the raw pain on her face, Myrcella choices that moment to pull back and ask something Sansa knew was on the others minds as well.

"Aunt Sansa how could Little Finger have married you off you are married to Uncle Tyrion." "He found a loophole dear, that enabled him to sell me like live stork into a marriage with Ramsey Bolton" said Sansa, who place a hand over her mouth as if she was about to vomit. Tyrion saw this, "Sansa are you alright dear?" he asked her, Sansa swallowed the bile back down for a second time. "yeah I'm fine, it just every time I say HIS name it makes me want to throw up."

"What loophole?" ask Myrcella.

Sansa glances at her husband who nods and takes over explaining, "your Aunt Sansa was young when I was forced by your grandfather Tywin to marry her she was a year younger then Tommen I told her I would never share her bed until she wants me to so in other words we never consummated our marriage" Tyrion Finished.

"Oh, I see" Myrcella replies eyes down cast

"Months later I escaped my home of Winterfell and stayed with Jon at Castle black just before I begged Jon to allow me to go with him when he was to sail here, I had learned that I'm carrying Ramsey Bolton's child this time however Sansa stands and hurries over to an alcove of bushes and begins throwing up once more. Tyrion stands to go comfort and aid his wife leaving behind their shocked family.

Coming up behind his kneeling wife he re arrangers her shawl and pulls back her hair from her face. When she finishes, he pulls out a piece of cloth from his sleeve and hands it to her, she smiles and wipes her mouth. Helping her to stand, he looks at her and asked what she wished to do and Sansa answers she would like to go back inside, as she was starting to get a headache.

Tyrion nods and walks her back to their family where they bid them good day before heading on back inside never knowing the mother of Dragons and Jon snow had heard everything. In his anger Jon stormed off towards the cliffs.

The couple returned to Sansa's chambers, once inside Sansa walks over to where the jug of wine sat and poured herself a small portion of the wine, before lifting it to her lips and taking a sip. Like before she swirls it around in her mouth then walks over to the bed and spit it into the bed pan, she did that 2 more time before walking over to the table and setting the goblet back down remembering how the bark felt against her bare back, Sansa grimaced.

Tyrion saw this, "Sansa are you hurt what's wrong?" asked Tyrion "I think the bark from the tree has irritated my back, it is itching" said Sansa dropping the shawl. "it could also mean some of your open scars are healing but if you like I could rub some cream that Cannenta gave me to help soothe the tightening around your scars into your back if you like." "I would thank you."

Together they make their way to her bed Sansa sits on the edge of the bed as Tyrion climbs up on the other side, she hears him walk up behind her, as the dress she wore was backless Tyrion could see where the bark had indeed cut into the skin, he closes his eyes for a second. Sansa senses her husband's stress over her scard body and reaches behind her for both his hands then gently pulls him flush against her back laying his arms over her shoulders he moved them so that he was hugging her shoulders, she felt him lean his forehead on the back of her head.

Sansa's body shivers when she feels her husband's hot breath on the back of her neck yet when Tyrion saw this, he pulled back thinking he over stepped her boundaries and that just breathing on her neck like that made her uncomfortable, only Sansa held on tighter to his arms, at that moment Tyrion understood why Sansa held onto him she thought he was rejecting her. "Easy Sansa I'm not rejecting you I never ever will you are in control of everything that happens between us I'm only moving back to start on your back."

He heard her sigh and let his arms go, "I'm ah going to have to remove the straps if that's OK, you can stay sitting up I won't ask you to lay on your front after hearing about your …..wedding night and how HE held you face down I know that laying on your front would be unbearable for you" said Tyrion who himself was shaking at how she was treated on a night that should have been special.

Sansa swallowed, "thank you Tyrion."

"May I" he asked.

"You may" said Sansa moments later she felt the tips of his finger slightly push the straps off her shoulder's the touch was so light almost feather like that it made goose bumps appeared also made Sansa shiver. "Are you cold Sansa?" asked Tyrion, "No Tyrion I'm fine it's just the touch of your fingers felt so light that I got chills, yet it also feels ticklish" said Sansa laughter in her voice.

Tyrion smiled at hearing the laughter in her voice, yet to help her feel more comfortable he get off the bed and retrieve's her shawl where she had dropped it and brings it back to her, handing it to her all he says is "if it will make it more comfortable."

Sansa smiles and covered her chest with it, she then head him get back on the bed again, moments later Sansa heard the jar's lid being twisted off, "OK Sansa this might feel cold I apologise" Tyrion saw her nod he scooped out a good amount of the cream and gently applied it to her back Sansa shivered at the coolness of the cream, "thanks for warning me" said Sansa. "You're welcome" he tells her rubbing the cream into her back, he looks over shoulder and catches the reaction on her face though the looking glass her eyes a closed he feels her body relax so completely that she is jelly and can be moved in any which way he pleases.

He continues to rub the cream into her back from shoulders down to her lower back all the while Sansa makes little pleasant noises letting her head roll gently with the movement of Tyrion's hands moving back up and massaging her neck and shoulders.

Sansa turned to say something never realising how close Tyrion was to her face and only realised how close they were when their lips brushed, both their eyes widen Tyrion gently pulled back and licked his lips while a blush coloured Sana's cheeks, "ah sorry about that" she apologised

Tyrion smiles "don't be, it makes me happy to know you're comfortable within you self to kiss me even if it was by accident" "maybe the next time won't be an accident," Her husband gives her a confused look, and was surprised when she cupped his bearded cheek, his eyes widened then slowly closes as he feels Sansa's lips on his, slowly he kisses back softly he didn't want to move and scare her she had been through SO much and is still trying to recover. He also wanted to hold her, but he still had cream on his hands.

"Sansa…Sansa wait" he mumbled though the kiss she gently pulled back, and looked at him sadly, resting his forehead on her own Sansa felt the warmth of his breath on her lips, "hey don't be sad I'd love to kiss you until the end of time but is this wise I still need to finish your back not to mention you are still recovering and you have a child growing within you" said Tyrion.

Sansa gave a sigh and turned away.

Tyrion bowed his head and went back to rubbing the cream into her back when he finished, he told her she could pull the straps up. After making herself more decent she tossed the shawl on the bed and filled the bowl with water, Tyrion saw this and smiled getting off the bed without smearing his cream covered hands on the covers, he made his way to the bowl while Sansa just sat there with her face in her hands he finished and looked at her.

"Sansa" he called her name, she looked at him with a hollow look, yet he noticed her hand over her stomach, he placed his hand over the one that rested on her stomach, yet before his eyes her own turn sad and tears fell, "I wish I could go back" she tells him softly, Tyrion gives her a confused look.

"What do you mean?" he asked her. "If I never left in the first place, I never would have fallen into the clutches of Bolton nor would I be carrying this half wolf baby with flayed men's blood flowing though his or her veins," said Sansa bitterly.

Tyrion sighs, "Sansa you AND this baby are innocent you never had a choice on how your first time was supposed to happen just like your baby, he or she NEVER chose how, he or she was going to be conceived."

"But If only WE escaped together we could have gone somewhere far away, and made a small home just you and I, I could see myself caring for a home with little ones running about maybe Casterly rock the Lannister home," said Sansa, "No Sansa I'd take you home and YOU would be lady of Winterfell"

"With you as not only my loving caring husband but my adviser as well, our children would be something so powerful a lion and wolf no one could ever AGAIN sack or over though Winterfell unlike what has happened to Winterfell with the Bolton's ruling my home now, I picture you joining us in the solar after your long day of work, as I watch on cradling our new born wolf cub I see you ending up under a pile of wolf cubs as our children run at you yelling 'DADDY"

Tyrion smiles and cups her cheek, "a beautiful dream one when you are ready, I will make come true and besides, this is my child to, not by blood but by marriage, I promise you Sansa this little one is going to be ALL WOLF beautiful and fierce or strong and handsome either way she or he will never be taken down,"

Sansa gave him a smile "I hope the baby has the heart of a lion the smallest lion gives the mightiest of roars, a beautiful and fierce or handsome and strong child with a courageous heart"

Tyrion smiles and kisses her hand before climbing back up the bed Sansa joins her husband at the head of the bed, she curls against his side and he reaches over with his other hand and rest his hand on her stomach. their little calmness shattered with the knock on the door. "Who is it" Tyrion called out. "Its Missandei" the couple looked at each other, Tyrion saw Sansa thinking, she was the woman who had brought Cannenta to me and told me Tyrion thought I would be more comfortable with a female healer.

"Does she know what has happen to me?" Sansa whispered, "no I told her you need a healer after feeling seasick and that you would most likely feel more comfortable with a female healer talking about why you are sick then a male healer, but I never disclosed your injuries" Tyrion explained. Sansa smiled in understanding of how under the disguise of her sea sickness she would feel more open to speaking with or answering any personal question that the healer might ask if the healer was female.

Tyrion picks up the shawl and wraps her upper body in it to conceal her injuries as well as smooth out her gown which had ridden up exposing her scar riddled legs, once he saw and knew Sansa was covered and comfortable, he called out "come in." the bedroom door opened and Missandei, walked in, "excuse the intrusions my lord my lady" said Missandei spotting the spouses curled up on the bed.

"But her Grace would like a word with Lady Sansa a privet word" Missandei informed them, the couple looked at one another, "I told her grace NO when said she would like to get to know my Lady wife, said Tyrion.

Sansa looked at him "you did." Tyrion turned and took her hand, "I did for I knew you were not ready to have visitors yet."

"She is adamant about having a word and will not take no for an answer" said Missandei.

Sansa had a sinking feeling in her stomach that the Dragon queen finally wanted answers as to why she wanted sanctuary sure she could probably tell Sansa was scared and that is why she granted it but Sansa never gave her a reason why she was asking for sanctuary in the first place.

Tyrion just growls and clenches his teeth together, Sansa just sighed and got off the bed with Tyrion following her, until Missandei spoke up, "you don't have to follow my lord I'm capable of walking Lady Sansa to her Grace myself" said Missandei,

Tyrion glanced at the woman, "I will be going as well as I warned her Grace where ever my wife goes I will follow." Sansa looked at her husband and smiled at him, I found the man you would want for me father I hope you don't mind that he is a Lannister Sansa thought.

She followed them out of the room and though the castle until they came upon the Queen's chambers, after Missandei knocked they heard a voice from inside, "enter."

Opening the door Missandei and the couple entered. Yet when Dany saw Tyrion with Sansa, her jaw clenched, "I asked for a privet word with your wife Lord hand."

"And I told you Your Grace that wherever my wife goes I will follow" Tyrion argued back, Sansa sensing the tension in the chamber, placed her arm around her husband's shoulders and let her fingers play in his hair at the base of his neck hoping it would calm him down in the end he took a breath and calmed down. Sansa then turned to the Dragon Queen.

"I now understand WHY you asked for sanctuary" Dany told her, Sansa AND Tyrion's eyes widened Sansa suddenly gripped Tyrion's hand.

"How" Sansa asked and noticed how her own voice trembled.

"Jon snow and I were walking in the garden and accidentally overheard you talk about it with your family. Dany explained

Sansa eyes widened "Jon knows"

Dany nodded.

Sansa turned to Tyrion "Could you" she asked, Tyrion nodded, "I'll send Jamie to come for support old gods know you are going to need it if you talk about it for the third time today." Sansa smiled, dropped to her knees and kissed her husband's cheek he then helped her to stand once more.

After he left Dany jested for Sansa to take a seat across from her. Walking on now shaky legs Sansa dropped into the seat. A while later they heard a knock on the door.

"Enter" said Dany

Moment later Sir Jamie entered the chamber and made his way over to stand behind his Sister in law, Sansa sighed, and her heart rate calmed down with the protective presence of her brother in law. "Your grace if you know WHY I want sanctuary then what more is there to explain," asked Sansa.

"I nor Jon had heard all of it we only heard you explain to the young Princess Myrcella about how because of the loophole in your marriage to my hand you were married to Bolton is it and your Pregnancy" said Dany. "You also realise Lady Bolton that your marriage to my hand can be dissolved as your marriage to Bolton is valid.

Sansa tried not to show her fear of losing Tyrion or throw up at being addressed as Lady Bolton but inside she was shaking with fear, and bile rose up in her throat.

I can't lose Tyrion how can I go through this recovery without him I NEED his protection and safety he's the only one besides my father that's ever made me feel safe was Sansa frantic thought.

"You do realise my brother would NEVER consent for his marriage to Sansa to be dissolved" said Jamie. Dany just gave Jamie a seething look, why is everyone undermining me about what I can and can't do regarding MY hand and the lady Bolton even my own hand is telling me what I can and can't do with lady Bolton's predicament Dany whingingly thought. Sansa then took a deep breath and told her story.

Meanwhile after some searching Tyrion had asked where Jon had gone and was told that he had gone to the cliffs, Tyrion found Jon just where the servant said he was and even from this distance Tyrion could feel the rage rolling off him in waves.

"You knew what he did to her" said Jon without looking at the man Tyrion closed his eyes "I did."

"Why did you never tell me why did, SHE never tell me before we sailed?" asked Jon.

"I may be her husband, Jon snow, but it was not my place, plus I was dealing with helping my beloved wife and always feeling a LOT of self-loathing as I couldn't protect her from what she had gone though, put yourself in her shoes could you image telling your brother about the nightmare you lived in for months and that you were carrying a child conceived from a ruthless non-consensual coupling she was terrified and was trying to survive," said Tyrion. The hand saw Jon clench his hands into fists, "I made a promise to her that I'd give her, her home back the Bolton's have taken it from her, and I WILL give it back to her I also promised her that I'd make Bolton pay for what he did to her."

Jon turned his head his eyes as cold as winter "I want Bolton's head on a plate,"

"You are not the only one Jon" said Tyrion a dark look came into his eyes as he remembered what that sick individual had done to his sweet lady wife, "would you like to go see her now?"

"I would if she's up to it" said Jon.

Together they head on back to the castle.

Re-entering the castle, they made their way down the corridors, "I do believe Sansa is still with her grace" said Tyrion however he was wrong for up ahead of them they saw a distress Sansa and a liveried Jamie, Sansa was wearing Jamie's cloak and Jamie was clutching the handle of his sword he knew how fragile his sister in law was so he was walking on the opposite side of the corridor giving her space but still close in case she collapsed.

The men grew worried at seeing the state Sansa was in and Tyrion called to her, "Sansa" the lady looked up and saw her brother and husband making their way to her, "Tyrion" Sansa cried and ran to him dropping to her knees and embracing him before crying into his neck. Tyrion slowly wrapped his arms around her. Both men looked shocked, "what happened my dear" he asked softly, "lets take her back to her rooms we can speak there privily" said Jamie coming up to stand behind Sansa, the brothers helped her to her feet, and they made their way to Sansa chambers.

Entering Said chambers Jon closed the door behind them, once Sansa was comfortable, on the bed with her back against the headboard and Tyrion next to her, Jon sat on the chaise with Jamie sitting by the table.

She turned to her brother and husband. "Her grace wanted to know everything and just like you Jon she found out the truth of my so-called marriage and of the baby" said Sansa placing a hand on her stomach. Sansa shivered suddenly from fear, "Sansa what's wrong?" asked Jon. "Her Grace addressed me as Lady BOLTON and told me because of the loophole in our marriage Tyrion she can have it dissolved as my marriage to HIM is valid because it was consummated as evidence of the baby" said Sansa.

Tyrion wrapped Sansa in his arms, "I would NEVER let that happen I'd resign as her hand before I let her dissolve our marriage" Tyrion said Passionately." "I told her the same brother and she did not look to please in fact she was seething with anger I have a feeling She will start calling Sansa Lady Bolton, and also being here NOW with all the tension and trouble the Queen will put you both through will NOT be good for Sansa's health right now" said Jamie.

"She'll never let you go Tyrion and I have no where else to go I know there is castle black, but I don't think the pride will enjoy the cold and the Bolton's have Winterfell."

Tyrion smiled, and Jamie chuckled at her name for them. Sansa turned to Jon, "I'm sorry I never told you the truth" said Sansa with down cast eyes.

Jon walked over and Sansa's reflex kicked in she moved away flinched tensed up and her hands began shaking" Jon backed up a bit "Sorry sorry I moved to fast sorry" said Jon he watched as Tyrion calmed Sansa down. After a while she looked up and nodded to Jon who moved slower this time and knelt by the side of the bed.

"Sansa Tyrion explained everything and I DO understand I'm so Proud of you, you were a lone wolf for so long but you survived, the family motto may say the lone wolf dies while the pack survive but you proved the motto wrong the pack may have died but you the lone wolf have survived and you may have lost your pack but you found YOUR Pride and in just these few hours I can see a change in you compared to when you were with me at Castle black."

Jon turned to Tyrion, "I know I have YOU my lord to thank for that, Sansa has told me how you were always kind to and even defended her against Joffrey on a number of accounts."

"Thank you" said Tyrion.

"Lady Sansa you can come back to Casterly Rock that is also your home now and stay there until we can free Winterfell" said Jamie, Sansa looked up at her brother in law and smiled, "thank you can we leave now the sooner we go the calmer I'll be" said Sansa "of cause I'll speak with Tommen Myrcella and Margery" said Jamie. "I'll go speak with Cannenta." said Tyrion.

Jon look at them all, "take my ship I will go explain everything to the captain but myself and my men will need to stay behind I still need to negotiate with the queen for dragon glass" said Jon. Sansa nodded.

Many hours later the group snuck out during the twilight hours and hurried down to the ship the captain HAD been informed of their predicament and ushered them on the ship and sailed away from dragon stone. During the night after everyone had settled into their cabins Sansa made her way up on deck and spots Tyrion standing on a crate at the back of the ship. she makes her way over to stand behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Tyrion are you OK?" she asked moving to stand on his left and knelt beside him she notice him resting his hands on the side, but one was clenched into a fist with out a word that hand opens and she sees the pin the symbol of the hand of the ruler in this case the hand of the queen. "the Queen gave me this when she made me her hand" Sansa watches as he dropped the pin into the ocean. Sansa grabbed his hand and gave it a squeeze before resting her head on his shoulder Tyrion turned and kissed the top of her head.

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Finished it on 25/7/19