Chapter 4: The unexpected
~Joffrey~
It was late afternoon when Joffrey waited in his room. He hated this time of the year because of all kinds of celebrations he had to attend as king. Tommens name-day was 3 weeks ago and inbetween then and now he was to be at a lords weeding and his mothers name-day as well. But now his glorious day finally arrived and this day was his first anniversairy as king which had to be celebrated with a big feast in the evening, including a masked ball. Of course, a masked ball was not in the interest of him. However, he did not complain. It would still be a great event.
Cersei: See how mysterious you look with that disguise. Margaery will surely love it.
Joffrey: You did that deliberatly.
Cersei: What?
Joffey: The masked ball! What else...
Cersei: I thought it would be fun, your grace.
Joffrey: I hope so. It is my anniversairy and it has to be perfect. I won't let you ruin it.
Cersei: Of course not.
Joffrey took his mask and walked down the stairs to the throne room. It was nicely decorative, at least in the eyes of little girls. He shoke off the thought and climbed on the iron throne.
Joffrey: Let the feast begin!
Joffrey was proud of himself. He consolidated his power and was accepted as king. At least of most of the people but that did not bother him right now.
The feast went on and the atmosphere became better with every cup of wine when finally the moment most girls in the room waited for arrived. Everyone put on their masks and the music started to play when Margaery grabbed his hand and pulled him to the middle of the room where everyone was dancing.
Margaery: I love these masks. You look fierce, your grace.
Joffrey: Thank you, Mylady. Shall we dance?
Margaery: Yes, please.
The last thing Joffrey wanted to do was dancing. However, he couldn't see Lady Margaery sad.
Margaery: It's so mysterious I do not recognize anyone!
Joffrey turned his head and watched the others. He saw Cersei with her brother Jaime, it was easy to recognize. He has the same blond hair as them. And he saw Tyrion, of course. Who wouldn't recognize a dwarf. Sometimes he even felt sorry for him.
Sometimes.
Margaery: Your grace? Your grace?
Joffrey stopped thinking about Tyrion and turned back to Margaery.
Joffrey: What?
Margaery: It's time to change partners!
Margaery let go of him and twisted right into Loras arms.
Joffrey: Wait!
Joffrey was still in his confusion when a girl with blonde hair stopped before him.
Elyna: Well, I suppose it is ours to dance.
Joffrey: Go away, I don't even know you. I don't want to dance.
Elyna: Stop being rude and just dance with me!
Joffrey: Do you know who you are actually talking to? I am the king! I could have you been punished for that.
Elyna: I'm sorry your grace. I just...there is no other partner I could dance with...
Joffrey looked through the crowd. She was right. Everyone was taken already. Joffrey took a deep breath.
Joffrey: Okay, one dance.
Elyna: Thank you, your grace.
They danced with each other while the music changed to a soft song in the background. Joffrey hesitated for a moment but then put his arms around her hips and she found hold on his neck.
Elyna: Do you enjoy it? This kind of dancing always calms me down.
Joffrey didn't want to talk to her because in fact, he enjoyed it as well and it scared him. He tightened his grip and felt the heat of her body. He didn't know why but he felt save. They did not stop after one dance. Both of them forgot everything around them and just danced. Only when Tywin Lannister let the music stop they finally came back to reality.
Joffrey: Thank you for the dance...for the dances.
Elyna: No, I have to thank you, your grace.
Joffrey: But tell me please, who are you?
Joffrey stared at her face. He knew that he knew her but he could not recall her name.
Elyna: I know you know me and you know it, too. Good night my king.
The beautiful girl turned around and headed towards the towers. Joffrey stayed where he was and got back to his confusion.
End of Chapter 4: The unexpected