Most of the defenders were dead. As Rose strode into the throne room, bloodied, and on a high from her slaying of the Lion, she saw a tragic sight. Cersei did not let Rose have her victory as sweet as she would have liked, and poisoned herself, as well as Tommen.

She dared not look any longer and made her way into the keep further. Sansa poked her head out, and saw the emblems on the soldiers, and the blood splattered face of...her brave and ferocious eldest sister.

"R-Rose!"

"Sansa? Oh my darling Sansa!" She ran forward, tears escaping her eyes and embraced her little sister tightly. "I'm here, baby girl. Eldest Sister is here now. They'll never hurt you again! Nobody will."

"Oh Rose, I knew you would. Lord Tywin..."

"I slew him in single combat. His army is shattered. I came in with King Renly but he...he took an arrow, the men told me."

"It doesn't matter anymore. You're here...what happened to Arya?" Sansa remembered being told weeks ago that Arya had been seen outside of the capital.

"She's fine. She made it back to me. Listen, we need to get ourselves out of here, and back to the main army. They will protect you."

Rose and Sansa then made their way to the throne room, where Sansa was delivered into the arms of Rose's guards. Rose then turned and looked at the Iron Throne and slowly walked up to sit on it, sword draped on her lap, armor still covered in enemy blood.

"This is what Renly died to get? Hm..."

She then closed her eyes, waiting to see who would come to claim the throne.

A few minutes later, Uncle Edmure came in, also blood splattered, as did Jo.

"Rose!" she cried, "We won! The Lannister soldiers who are still alive threw down their weapons and surrendered."

Uncle Edmure said "The city is ours, my queen. When the men entered the quarters of King Joffrey, they found he had already taken his own life like a coward...now...if King Renly died as well to that arrow, what is to be done with that throne? Will you take it...? Or will we crown this little Baratheon girl?"

They both turned to Rose, who was still terrifying to behold.

Then she finally said, "Proclaim who you bloody well like. Uncle please escort my sister out of here. I don't want her in King's Landing a moment longer than necessary."

"At once, Your Grace."

The city was still burning, and Renly's body was carried to the sept.

Sansa and Jo looked at each other, once all three sisters were out of the Red Keep.

"Jo...I…."

Joanna shook her head, "There's nothing to forgive. Elsewise, you were a child."

"I know...please allow that so much suffering could change me. I am truly sorry for how I treated you...Mother is wrong to treat you that way."

"Mother will have to go through me before she can hurt Jo in any way." said Rose fiercely.

"I prayed every day you two would come to save me. You're famous, you know? Two northern women, two direwolves...I lost mine. My own fault."

"That was Cersei, not you. and Cersei took the path of a coward. You need to understand Sansa that nobody can ever hurt you again."

"You can't protect me...nobody can protect anyone..." Sansa said cryptically before turning away to find Arya.

"Keep an eye on her." ordered Rose to Jo. "It will take us days before we're ready to march home."

A messenger approached Rose and said "Y-Your Grace, Her Grace Queen Shireen requests your presence in the throne room."

"Queen Shireen?"

"Renly and Stannis are dead. For now, the remaining Stormlords back her. The Tyrells are going to march home when you do. But first, Her Grace wants a word."

"Don't go." said Jo.

"I'll be fine. Shireen's not Joffrey, she won't hurt me…This is a new age. An age of queens."