Thank you for the lovely reviews on the last chapter. This chapter will see an angry Stannis, a worried Sansa, and the Lannister's! Picking up directly from the last chapter…

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Melisandre heard Sansa's request, yet still she said nothing as she watched the young Lady walk closer to the three glass pillars. Sansa turned around, "Please, tell me. What are they? How did It-I mean-why are they like this?" The Red Woman clasped her hands behind her back and walked from the shadows as she explained,

"They are all male children meant to be heirs to the Kings throne."

Sansa's mouth opened slightly in shock, "Sons." Melisandre nodded, "Yes, three sons that were stillborn. Did you notice the bed, Sansa?" She gestured to her right and Sansa looked past her to see a neatly made bed in the corner. She frowned, "Who would sleep in such a room?" The look that Melisandre gave her answered her question and with a whisper, she answered herself aloud, "Selyse."

The Red Woman sighed, "She thought Stannis and herself to be cursed to have a son. The tale is that Robert Baratheon, drunk and ready to spill his seed, took a woman to his younger brother's marriage bed before the feast was over and gave this woman a bastard son. Selyse was most certain that caused the curse."

They both looked at the pillars once more and Sansa studied one of the babes as he floated in the horrid liquid, "Stannis wants me to be his Queen one day." Melisandre nodded, "Yes and do you remember what I said about the duty of a Queen?"

"To bear sons to be heirs of the King."

She nodded, "Yes." Sansa thought back to when she first arrived in Kings Landing as the betrothed to Joffrey Baratheon, of how she spoke with Septa Mordane in the throne room in front of the Iron Throne. She asked Melisandre the same question, "What if I have girls and only girls?" Melisandre snapped her head in Sansa's direction, "Is that what you believe? That you will only be able to give Stannis girls?" Sansa nodded, "I had the same fear with Joffrey. If I give Stannis a daughter, he will hate me. He yearns so much for a son and he already has Shireen."

Melisandre stepped towards her and used the back side of her hand to caress Sansa's cheek, "Do not worry about that, Sansa. You do not decide if you will have sons or daughters. That is between Stannis and the Lord of Light."

The door to the room was slowly opened, a loud creaking breaking the two from their conversations to see Stannis in the doorway. Sansa stood straight and inhaled sharply when she saw the dark shadows on his face. Melisandre smiled sweetly, "My King."

"What are you doing in here?"

Sansa looked from him to Melisandre and waited for her to answer, "The Lady Sansa and I were simply strolling the castle and we fell upon this room." He walked inside and locked eyes with Sansa, "What were you doing?" Sansa shook her head, "Nothing, I swear it. Lady Melisandre was showing me-your- I mean, the Queen's- your sons." Sansa's poor choice in words made her cringe as Stannis grew angrier, "This room should never be entered!" He walked towards her in three strides and grabbed her upper arm, "Do you understand?!" Sansa's lip trembled in fear and she listened as Melisandre tried to calm him, "My King, please understand that I only wished to show her…." She trailed off when he looked at her,

"Leave us be."

Melisandre bowed her head and quickly left the room, leaving Sansa and Stannis alone and surrounded by dead stillborn babes. Sansa trembled as he gripped her arm tighter, "You should have never come in here. Do you like what you see? Hmm?" Sansa shook her head, "Of course not. Stannis, please, I don't know why she brought me in here, I swear." His gripped loosened, "Explain."

"I was in my chamber when Melisandre came to get me. She asked me to follow her and I did as told."

He could hear the fear in her voice and let her arm go, "My sons." He turned away from her and whispered, "Each boy was born dead. Selyse never told me that she couldn't feel them moving within her." Sansa stayed quiet and let him speak, "Princes that never were." He looked back at her, "Why wouldn't she have told me?"

Sansa shook her head, "I don't know." Stannis snorted, "Of course you don't." He sighed and looked at his floating sons once more, "Leave this room and never come back." Sansa shook her head, "I can't. Stannis, why did she keep them? Why did you keep them after her death?" He turned on her in the matter of seconds and yelled, "What I keep and what I do is not any of your business! You are not my wife yet and you are not the Queen, hence why I have no reason to explain myself to you! Do you understand, Lady Stark?" His voice was deep and terrifying and by the time he was done shouting, Sansa was in tears.

"I never thought you had to explain yourself to me! I don't want this, Stannis! I don't want the sons I bear you one day to be like this. I don't even know if I ever want to be a Queen."

She rushed to the door, her skirts gathered in her right hand as her left hand opened the door, "None of this was my fault." With those words, she left Stannis alone to bear the pain of the loss of the sons that should have been.

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Tywin Lannister stared across the table at his daughter, watching her nurse a glass of wine as they waited for the others to join them for their council. Cersei looked at him over the rim of her glass and smirked, "What have I done now?" Her father arched an eyebrow, "Whatever do you mean?"

"You are looking at me like all of this is my fault."

He said not another word as Joffrey and the rest of the council entered the room. Joffrey took his seat next to his mother and frowned at his grandfather, "Well?" Tywin pushed a letter towards him and cleared his throat, "My sources tell me that Stannis Baratheon has murdered his wife as a sacrifice for his cause to the Iron Throne. Her family, the Florent's, have abandoned him and took their army with them." Joffrey pushed the letter away, "What does that mean? Surely my Uncle still has plenty of men to attack us again. One house doesn't make a big difference."

Cersei grabbed his hand in hers, "My son, the Florent's had given Stannis men, provisions, and gold because he married their Lady and daughter. Now that she is dead, he does not have those things from them and a large amount of support for Stannis has dwindled. His claim for the throne will cease if any more houses abandon him for what he has done." Joffrey looked from his mother to Tywin,

"Then there will be no war? I will keep my throne with no contest?"

Tywin nodded, "From Stannis at least." Joffrey smirked, "I knew the little worm would never take what is rightfully mine!" He stood from the table, laughing, and prepared to leave, but Tywin raised his hand up,

"There is something else."

Joffrey frowned, "Well hurry up, grandfather, I have a peasant ready for his tongue to be removed."

Tywin nodded, "Sansa Stark is alive."

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OOOOOOOOOHHHHH SNAP! I wonder how they could ever find out that Sansa was alive?! Stay tuned for the next chapter!