Sonara knocked on the heavy wooden door that led to her father's chambers. It had only been a few days since the incident in the stable and she had been avoiding Eddard the entire time. She wasn't ready to look at him. But he had finally tracked her down after spending the day in hiding and got his squire to send for her. She heard him clear his throat.

"Enter"

She pushed open the door and closed it behind her as she entered. Sitting at a round table near the fireplace were her parents. She nodded at both of them before taking the third seat at the table.

"Mother, Father." she said in greeting.

She fiddled with her hands atop the desk wanting to concentrate on anything but the man before her. There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment while Eddard tried to fathom how he would put his news into words.

"His grace has come to me with a proposal that concerns you." He said.

She just nodded in acknowledgement and continued to watch herself twiddling her thumbs.

"Sonara I have taught you to treat people with respect. Look at your father when he is speaking to you."

She let out a sigh and forced herself to look at him. The words that had been replaying in her mind all of last night returned to her. When she looked into his eyes she saw the familiar dark grey colour. Her own eyes were a type of grey but she did not get her eyes from him. Where his were the traditional almost-black-grey that that were typical of the Stark's her's were a foreign greenish light grey. If she didn't have the Stark eyes and she didn't have the Tully eyes whose was it that her eyes belonged to?

Her eyes flicked to the brown hair that lightly brushed his shoulders. She had dark hair as well but hers was an inky black. However she did look similar enough to him to convince herself that he was in fact related to her. She pushed her thoughts away as well as she could.

"He plans to unite our families together through marriage just as it would have been if he had married your Aunt Lyanna." He explains. "Now I would have liked my children to have more of a say in who they marry but it is a order from the King."

She sat up in her chair immediately. Suddenly much more interested in listening to what he had to say. She was hanging on his every word.

"He wants to marry Prince Joffrey to one of our daughter's. He seems rather insistent on it being you but it is not official. The Queen is determined that it must be Sansa-"

"And we know how the Lannister woman has a way with getting what she wants." Her mother added bitterly, her contempt with Cersei showing through.

Sonara had a calm look on her face but she was silently seething. Sansa couldn't become Joffrey's wife. Not after her careful planning. She did not have what it took to be Queen one day.

"Surely his Grace wouldn't allow that. As the eldest daughter I am far more valuable. I have the stronger claim to the North and Joffrey and I have already begun to bond. You said you wanted me to have a say in who I married and my heart is set on the Prince." She said, a bit of her temper leaking through and raising the volume of her speech.

"There is not anything I can do to he-" he started.

"You are his closest friend and soon you will be his hand surely he will take in your advice." She said loud enough that it was almost a shout.

"Sonara! You are acting like a temperamental child. Why is it that you are so intent on marrying the boy?" Catelyn asked.

Sonara bowed her head in pretend shame. She usually didn't lose her temper like this. She cursed herself for letting her anger get the best of her. Shouting was not the way to get what she wants as her younger sister Arya had yet to learn.

"I am truly sorry to the both of you." She said hoping she looked sincere.

Both of her parents nodded their approval at her apology.

"This behaviour is so unlike you my child. What has made you this way?"

She looked at him through her lashes trying her best to look meek and shy.

"Well, you see father... I have spent time with Joffrey and I have come to care for him very much. We have so many of the same interests and our conversation never grows dull. I think I will even grow to love him." She lied.

All of what she said was a lie. She hasn't spoken much to him in the past few days. She had been pre-occupied with avoiding Jon and her father to interact with anyone. She has nothing in common with him as far as she can tell and she almost certainly knows she couldn't love the arrogant, cruel boy.

The lie worked a charm on her parents. She knew that being forced to marry someone you didn't know was a topic that would gain her sympathy. They would want her to be happy. They gave each other a look and Ned sighed.

"I suppose I could talk to the King about this. I will not promise that he will listen however. His Queen is a greater influence on him than I am."

"Thank you" she said genuinely.

"You may leave now." Eddard said.

She exited the room without another word. When she entered the hall she thought about the conversation she just had. It was good news mostly. It meant that she had a better chance of becoming a queen then when she was just relying on her charm but she could not let Sansa become the Princess. She had no ambition. Her only reason for wanting the Prince so badly was to fulfill the fantasies that filled her head. She also refused to see that he wasn't exactly the man of her dreams. Sansa was delicate and proper and she wouldn't be able to handle him. Sonara didn't want to see her sister hurt.

Sonara on the other hand wanted to be Princess for the power that would come with being the Queen one day. She wanted to be the one that would clean up this mess of a world or at least be a part of it. Being a woman meant she would have to work harder than the rest competing for the throne but she never had a problem with working hard to get what she wants. Her reign would be the first steps to eliminate the unfairness of the government and the discrimination against certain groups of people.

Being Joffrey's bride were the first steps towards getting what she wanted. Ever since she was old enough to realise her suppression as a woman she wanted to destroy it. She wouldn't let herself get distracted by other things like she had recently. This is what she had always wanted and she wasn't going to let the opportunity pass her.