I swear, all of you are such great readers and reviewers. You are what keep me going! Today has been such a great day, so enjoy another chapter! We will learn more from the Lannisters, Stannis learns of Petyr's arrival, and Sansa learns of the letter from the Florents.

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The next day, Stannis sat alone in Selyses' old chamber for three hours, staring at the children that should have been. He replayed his argument with Sansa in his mind over and over again until he would no longer think of anything and just stare at the pillars.

"My sons."

A response made him jump, "Your grace." Stannis looked up at the doorway and stood from his place on the old, dusty bed. He straightened his leather vest, "Ser Davos, you have impeccable timing. What do you need?" Davos kept his eyes averted from the three pillars and held up a crumpled letter, "This was found on the leg of an old raven. Stupid bird must have gotten lost." Stannis walked to him and snatched the parchment from his hand and looked at the seal to see the Arryn sigil. He shook his head, "No doubt it is from Petyr Baelish and Sansa's Aunt. I will read this in my solar." Stannis pocketed the note and as he made it to the doorway he looked back at Davos, "Ser Davos?"

Davos looked at him, "Remove the pillars and dispose of the babes. I no longer wish for my past to plague me and my future Queen."

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"To the One True King,

I write this hoping you and my dearest Sansa are well. Please expect my arrival in a fortnight after the full moon, as I have spoken with Sansa's dear Aunt and we wish for her to come to the Vale, where she will be safest and with family. Your hospitality has been appreciated. Until my arrival…

Petyr Baelish, Lord of the Vale"

Stannis shook his head and ripped the letter before tossing the pieces of parchment onto his desk. He couldn't let her leave, not now, not later. Sansa was meant to be his Queen, the Lord of Light has promised it- Stannis closed his eyes and growled to himself, "It's no longer about the Lord of Light." Stannis turned in his seat and looked out the window, understanding that the last full moon was just two nights ago and Lord Baelish would be here any day now.

"Guard!"

A guard entered and bowed his head, "Your grace?" Stannis questioned, "Has anyone heard from Lady Sansa?" The guard nodded, "She was with the princess Shireen just this morning, your grace."

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"And the prince then kissed his Lady's hand before taking her as his princess."

Shireen twisted her face, "That sounds silly enough, doesn't it? Kissing her hand? Shouldn't he have kissed her on the lips?" Sansa giggled and closed the book her was reading from, "Not always, I suppose. It is much more elegant to kiss her hand first…" She trailed off and cleared her throat, "We've been reading all day."

"Has my father kissed your hand?"

Sansa was struck dumb for mere seconds as she looked at Shireen in disbelief, "I-I- Well…" Shireen smiled, "I hope he has." Sansa smiled and a blush crept to her face, "Your father has kissed my hand more than once." She laughed at the idea of all the girlish talks she was having with Shireen now. Shireen was growing up and Sansa was the one talking to her about these things because Selyse never did.

Stannis entered Sansa's chambers then and saw the two sitting upon her bed, smiles on their faces and a blush on Sansa's. They both stood, "Father!" Shireen ran to him and nearly pushed him over in a hug, "I have not seen you in a few days, father, I was beginning to worry!" Sansa stood and smoothed her gown, "Don't be silly, Shireen, you should never need to worry of him. He is the King." Stannis nodded,

"Aye, how true. Daughter, leave myself and Sansa to speak in peace."

Both of them watched the young princess leave the room and Sansa smiled, "She is very special, Stannis." Stannis nodded, "Sansa, sit down, I need to speak with you."

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Tywin Lannister held the crumpled and ripped letter in his large hands as he looked down upon it. He looked up at his youngest entered the room, "Well, by the look upon your face, I would say you are quite confused and angry." Tywin looked at Tyrion and hissed, "Must you bother me at all hours of the day? Don't you have your dearest sister to harass?" Tyrion chuckled as he poured himself a glass of wine, "You keep the finest wine in your chamber." He eyed the letter,

"The King and dearest sister did not take the news well."

His father dropped the letter, "Stannis Baratheon holds the key to the North in Dragonstone, you fool. Meanwhile, we sit here awaiting the Mother of Dragons to storm our bay." Tyrion nodded, "Indeed. Why not go get the girl then? Bring her back here to her torture until she eventually kills herself, but not before taking the lives of those that have hurt her most."

Tywin arched an eyebrow, "Do you care so much for the girl? I wouldn't bring her back here for that boy. It's clear to me that my grandson does not know how to care for his future Queen. The Florents are no longer loyal to Stannis Baratheon, or any Baratheon for that matter. Joffrey should have never taken the throne."

"And who should be sitting upon that throne, father?"

He snatched the glass of wine from Tyrion and smirked, "A true Lannister."

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"What you saw the other day, what I said…"

Sansa reached over and grabbed Stannis' hand, "You have no reason to apologize, Stannis. You were understandably upset by my presence in that room." He shook his head, "I scared you." They spoke of what Sansa saw and soon Stannis told her the news of Petyr Baelish arriving soon. He saw the sadness drape over her face, "What does he want?"

"He wants to take you to the Vale to live with your Aunt Lysa. He believes you will be safest there now."

Sansa shook her head, "No! I am safe here. He cannot take me if I do not wish to leave." Stannis nodded slowly and Sansa leaned towards him, "You won't let him take me, will you?" She watched him slowly reach into his leather vest as he spoke,

"That is what I wanted to talk to you about."

Stannis stood from his spot next to her and cleared his throat, "I am courting you because I obviously care for you. You agreed to be mine and I believed when you were ready, you would become my Queen. Certain circumstances have made this day come sooner than both of us have anticipated, but I hope you answer will be the same."

She was stunned to see Stannis unfold his hand to show her a ring of silver with stag antlers engraved in the middle. Sansa looked up at him, "What are you doing?" He smirked and reached for her small hand, taking it in his as he recited, "I, Stannis Baratheon, request of you, Sansa Stark, to agree to be my wife and Queen. Will you marry me?"

Sansa watched him slide the ring onto her finger and she whispered, "It's so beautiful. But what about Lord Baelish? What about the Lannisters? Surely-"

He cut her off, "Forget them all. I will keep you safe here with me. Forever." Sansa smiled and felt the happiest she had felt in years. She urgently wrapped her arms around him and hugged him close, "Yes, of course, yes!" As he hugged her back, she felt him kiss her neck before letting out a sigh.

I really hope you guys enjoyed that. I know its been awhile since I updated, but Im trying to live life with a new car and all that jazz.. Thanks for reading!