Both Girls walked into the tent laughing, almost running into a surprised looking Robb and Theon.

"Hi," both girls said at once, bursting into laughter again.

Robb and Theon looked at them in shock. "Uh we- We were going to invite you two to supper," Robb said.

Jeyne smiled and took Robb's arm and Sansa took Theon's. The two boys then lead them to the dinning tent. They all sat at the head of the table. Later Robb's other men and servants joined them. The servants brought out supper which was chicken and vegetables with sweet wine. Sansa's thoughts had drifted to Joffery when Robb said her name.

"Sansa," he said.

"Yes, your grace?" she asked her thoughts still on Joffery.

"I asked you what you thought,"

"I am sorry Your Grace, I am distracted, forgive me."

"It is nothing. I had asked you what you thought about the Lannisters."

Sansa stiffened,"What about them?"

"What do you think we should do with them?"

"I am sure whatever you do will be fine." Sansa turned back to her food.

"No, I asked your opinion, I want to hear it." Robb said firmly.

"Pardon Your Grace, I am not used to be able to express my opinion openly. My husband never let me say anything."

"Well, I am not Joffery and this is not the castle. You may express your opinion and talk to me," Robb said kindly.

Sansa looked up from her food and coldly looked at her brother,"I think they should burn in the Seven Hells," she said.

Robb looked at her his expression unreadable. "Thank you for your opinion. Now on to other business, the North wi-"

"Where is my husband?" Sansa asked, interrupting her brother.

"What?" Robb asked.

"I said, where is my husband." Sansa repeated.

Robb shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Oh Joffery, he is in the dungeons. Don't worry your beautiful head about it. Now back to the North we-"

"I wish to see him," Sansa said.

Robb let out a sigh, "Why?"

"I want to,"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I said so,"

"Why?" Sansa asked a bit more loudly.

"Because I said so, and that is my opinion and order."

"Well your opinion is stupid," Sansa said angrily.

"So is yours now will please be quiet."

Sansa looked at him angrily and stood,"You're right Robb, this is different from the castle. At the castle Joffery would just beat me if I expressed my opinion. Here you just tell me my opinion is stupid." She walked from the table and out of the tent.

She heard footsteps but she continued to walk.

"Sansa. . . Sansa you stupid girl stop!" Robb commanded.

Sansa turned around and looked her brother. "You sound just like him," she said.

"Well I am not Joffery!" Robb said.

"No. I am beginning to see it clearly now. You may not look like Joffery, but you are like him. You keep on telling me I am safe, and this is not the castle, and you are not Joffery. Well you are a liar. You are like him. That crown has gone to your head Robb. Stop acting as if you are like Father. You are not like him. You will never be as honorable as him. You will never become close to being as great as him. No one will remember you like they will remember him. You will never be as great as he was!"

Robb looked at her with such anger in his eyes that Sansa was afraid of him, for a second. Then Robb slapped her. Hard. It was across the face and it hurt. But it hurt her even more because it came from him. The minute Robb did it, he looked as if he regretted it. He made a move to comfort her, but Sansa cupped her cheek with one hand and pushed him away with the other. Her fingers grazed across her lip and when she drew her hand back she found blood on her fingers. The memory then rushed back to her.

"And as soon as you've had your blood, I shall put a son in you. Mother says that shouldn't be long." Joffery said. He then looked up.

Sansa looked up as well and saw what he was looking at. "No, please no!" she yelled ducking her head downward and trying to step backwards. But Ser Meryn grabbed her shoulders and held her there.

Joffery walked forward onto the bridge and pointed to one of the heads,"This one is your father, this one right here. " he smiled evilly. "Look at it and see what happens to traitors."

Sansa let out a sob and said,"You promised to be merciful!"

Joffery looked at her and said,"I was, I gave him a clean death. Look at it."

"Please let me go home, I won't do any treason I swear-" Sansa said pleading

Joffery interrupted,"Mother says I am still to marry you, so you will stay here and obey!"

Sansa kept her eyes to the floor.

"Look at him!" Joffery yelled.

Sansa slowly turned her gaze to look at the head.

"Well?" Joffery asked smiling.

"How long do I have to look?" Sansa asked coldly.

"As long as it pleases me," Joffery said sounding disappointed at Sansa's steady voice and his face fell. Now sounding uncertain he said,"Do you want to see the rest?"

"If it pleases Your Grace." Sansa said, her eyes locked onto her father's head.

Joffery pointed to another head,"That's your Septa's head."

Sansa turned her head to stare at the head.

Displeased with her lack of emotion he said,"I'll tell you what. After I raise my armies and kill your traitor brother, I am going to give you his head as well."

"Or maybe he will give me yours." Sansa said, looking Joffery straight in the eyes.

Joffery made a step toward her, but stopped. "Mother said a king should never strike his lady. Ser Meryn?"

Ser Meryn turned Sansa so that she was facing him and slapped her twice. From the left to the right. Harder and harder.

She turned to face Joffery again who was staring at the heads again. She licked her lips and tasted blood. She looked over the wall and saw nothing but a eighty or seventy foot drop. All it would take is a good shove, Sansa told herself. It wouldn't even matter if she went over with him. She could end it right now. All it would take was a shove. She took a step to him but the Hound grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face her. He wiped at her lip

"Will you obey now or do you need another lesson?" Joffery asked her.

Sansa wiped at her lip in response.

"I'll look for you in court," he said turning in his heel and leaving her alone on the wall.

"Save yourself some pain girl, give him what he wants," the Hound told her.

Sansa was back in the yard. She looked at Robb with hatred in her eyes and said,"Just like he did,"she smirked and turned away from her brother and walked back to tent. When she walked in she did not cry or weep. She undressed and climbed into bed, where she soon fell asleep.