Her Joffrey, her prince, her gilded, beautiful lion was king. Sansa could hardly believe it. But there he had sat, atop the Iron Throne, with the Queen standing by his side.

She had been happy at first, delighted. This was the first step toward her future with her beloved. Soon she would bleed and then Joffrey would marry her, and she would give him sons with beautiful blonde hair.. It was all so clear in Sansa's head.

She could almost see them together, him on the Iron Throne, ruling his kingdom with might and mercy, and her at his side, an image of grace and beauty with their son at her feet.

But Sansa didn't realize how quickly it could all fall apart.

Sansa looked up at her beloved Prince- no, King now. She spoke the words of fealty with a smile on her face, imaging how proud her father would be, now that his daughter was marrying the king.

That thought paused her for a moment. If Joffrey was king, that meant that King Robert, Joffrey's father and Ned Stark's good friend was dead. Sansa felt sorrow for her father's loss, but she had not known the drunken, whoring king well.

Once her fealty was sworn and her loyalty to Joffrey's regime secured, she was lifted from the ground by two Lannister guards armed to the teeth.

Sansa looked to Joffrey in alarm.

"My king, what is going on?" Sansa looked at him with wide eyes, eyes full of naïve, girlish wonder. Joffrey assured her with a small, arrogant smile

"Not to worry my lady, now that I am king, I must protect those important to me even more fiercely. Just consider them your personal guard."

Sansa relaxed into the hold of her captors at Joffrey's words, and left without question, still in the grip of her "personal guards."

…...

It had been three days since Joffrey's coronation, and Sansa had not been permitted to leave her room.

Every time she tried, her "personal guards" were quick to stop her. They were silent, ever silent, and Sansa had taken to calling them Borus and Buckle, the names of two twin, dim-witted mules back home at Winterfell.

Sansa had absorbed the long hours of the day with embroidery.

She had already make four dresses, a night shift, a lovely new shield cover for her father, and even a nice skirt for Arya, hoping the wildling child would finally begin to wear the clothes befitting of a lady now that her sister was to be queen.

Sansa was just finishing an embroidery hoop when her door opened.

An unknown Lannister guard entered, Borus and Buckle framing him, all looking grim. They all wore matching golden armor and crimson cloaks, blonde hair skimming the collars of their cloaks. All Lannisters were beginning to look the same to Sansa.

The unknown guard stood silently for a moment as Sansa set down her hoop.

"Come with us now." The guard swept his arm towards the exit of the room, motioning for her to leave.

Sansa's hands fell into her lap, as her heart plummeted to her feat.

"Why?" Sansa asked, her hands beginning to tremble.

The guard looked at her in confusion. "Come with us. Now." Sansa looked into the man's face, seeing his resolve. He would force her if she didn't comply, and he might hurt her.

Sansa stood, smoothing her dress. She didn't know where she was going, but if it was somewhere important, she wanted to look her best.

Sansa walked out her door, the guards closing in around her. The one who had spoken to her walked at her side, putting a gentle, guiding hand on her, leading her through the maze of halls that encompassed the Red Keep.

They kept walking until they entered the king's section of the castle, and right up to the king's own apartment… or, the queen's now that Robert was dead.

The guard motioned for Sansa to stop, before opening the door. He disappeared inside. A few moments passed before Sansa her a voice, far more delicate and kind that the guard's had ever been.

"Sansa, darling." The queen called. "Please come in."

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DADADADA (insert dramatic music). So Cersei summons Sansa, anyone want to guess what the queen has to tell her? Hope you liked this chapter, I'll have the next one up as soon as possible, any feedback is appreciated!