1st Month of 300 A.C. King's Landing
Lady Sansa Lannister
The wedding was a pain, truly it was, she had sat through it all, first at the Great Sept where she had heard lies being spoken, and then during the luncheon that had followed, where evermore lies were told. It seemed as if this whole damned city lived on lies, the only person who it seemed did not was Tommen, her golden prince, and he had just celebrated his thirteenth name day, something Sansa had enjoyed quite a bit. But the fact that it happened on his brother's wedding was somewhat of a dampener.
He still seemed happy though. "I do not know why you look so sad my lady. After all the festivities here are quite enough celebration I think for four namedays."
Sansa smiles at her prince, her husband is somewhere else, where she does not know. "I merely think that you have been forgotten in all of this commotion. And considering what we know about the Lady Margaery and her intentions I'm not sure if that is such a good thing."
As ever, her prince looks somewhat put out by the thought of the lady who is now Queen and his goodsister. "She is a nice girl, but there is something most definitely off about her. The walk we took with them the other day, it made wonder."
"Made you wonder what my prince?" Sansa asks curiously.
"It made me wonder, the Tyrells helped keep the city when the blackwater happened, and yet they have not tried to exercise any of the power that they actually have. If they wanted to they could cripple us and there is naught that could be done about it. It makes me wonder, if there is something more they want." her prince responds.
"What more could they want though?" Sansa asks. "Margaery will be queen, and any son she has by Joffrey will be the future king. They have all the cards, right now, we are all waiting for them to do something which they might never do."
"But that is exactly the point." Tommen states. "Why should they not do something like that? They have the cards, you, yourself have admitted as such, and yet, and yet there is more to this than meets the eye. Something is going on and I am not exactly sure what it is."
A commotion reaches them then, as Sansa looks up and sees the king staggering drunkenly to his feet demanding her husband serve him as a cupbearer. Sansa does not pay attention to what is said, but judging by the look on Tommen's face, it is not pleasant. "He should not speak like that to uncle Tyrion. It is not right." her prince says.
"Forgive me, my prince." She begins. "But Joffrey is not known for doing the right thing."
Her prince sighs then. "I am sorry Sansa, truly I am, and if I could right the wrongs my brother has done to you, I would. But I cannot travel back in time."
Sansa feels something in her then, her prince, her beautiful prince. She takes his hand under the table and says. "It is enough that you care Tommen, truly it is. I would not want for something else. I would not want someone else."
Tommen looks at her forlornly then and she feels her heart ache. "But you are wed to my uncle Tyrion, and I know Joffrey. My brother would never think of offering you the chance to annul the marriage, not so long as it means he can continue to use you and my uncle against my grandfather."
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"I mean that, well, Joffrey has been saying somethings, some very unpleasant things as of late. And I do not know whether or not he means them or if they are just idle talk." Tommen responds.
There is more commotion from the centre of the hall where it appears the king is tormenting her husband, she feels for Tyrion she truly does, but right now she is more curious as to what Tommen means. "What sort of things has he been saying?"
Her prince takes a deep sip of wine and then speaks. "He means to use you as a means to an end. To get the north and then to kill you when the deed is done."
Sansa feels sick then, quite literally sick. She had known that Joffrey was cruel, but this, this is a new meaning to it. "I need some air." she says standing up and walking out of the hall, none notice her though, for the commotion that is the king. Just as she gets to the door, she hears the sound of something hitting the floor, she turns around briefly and sees the King clutching at his throat, an awful noise coming from him.
The world seems to go still for a moment as they all watch Joffrey stutter and sputter and try to prevent something going wrong, and then something snaps and people are there trying to help him. Sansa takes one look at him and then she turns round and walks out of the room. This is her chance, she has been waiting for this moment for a whole year now. She walks and then she runs, out of her prison, she keeps going, and going. She does not look back once and for that she is relieved. She spent hours wondering if she could ever go through with this, and yet the moment she enters the godswood, she knows something is wrong. She cannot see anyone in the clearing, the bells begin ringing and she knows her tormenter is dead, but that gives her no comfort.
Something is happening here, something is changed, but what it is she does not know. She hears a rustling and then comes face to face with a hooded figure. "Who are you?" she asks.
The figure says nothing for a moment and then it comes up to her and whispers. "I am a friend of your brother's and you must not leave."
"What do you mean?" She asks, but then she feels something enter her system and the world goes black.
Prince Tommen Baratheon
His brother was dead, his brother was dead. No matter how many times he said the words in his head, it did not make sense. How could his brother be dead? It did not seem real, it seemed like a dream, like a dream that had turned sour. He could still hear his mother screaming, his grandfather barking orders, and his brother's eyes staring up unseeingly at them all. He knew he would be haunted by it all till his dying breath. And now, well now here he was, sat as the adults argued.
"The dwarf and his little whore of a wife did this father. You must see that. Did you see the way he was goading Joffrey during the feast? It is clear to me that that was what he planned all along." Tommen hears his mother say.
"And the girl, what role could she have played?" Tommen hears his grandfather ask.
"She was in on the plan, Pycelle has said that the thing used to remove Joffrey could not have been brought in without him knowing about it, unless it was concealed on a woman's person. You saw the thing she was wearing, it had to have been them, and they worked together." his mother says.
"A husband and a wife working together for this makes sense Tywin, after all neither had any reason to love Joffrey." Ser Kevan says.
Before Tommen can speak there is a knock on the door, and Ser Meryn Trant walks in, he bows and then says. "The girl has been found my Queen. She was in the Godswood."
"So the drunk was right. She was trying to flee." Tommen hears his mother say. "Bring her here."
Tommen looks at his mother then and sees a look of such triumph on her face he feels anger develop inside of him. "No."
"No?" his mother asks looking at him.
"Ser Meryn take Lady Sansa to her rooms, allow her to rest." he says, his voice brooking no argument.
"What?!" his mother exclaims. "She is a traitor, she committed a grave crime and assisted the dwarf in killing your brother."
"You have no proof of that mother, and until you do, Lady Sansa is innocent of any wrong doing that uncle Tyrion may or may not have done. Ser Meryn take her to her rooms." Tommen says.
"No!" his mother says firmly. "That whore is as guilty as her dwarf of a husband. She fled from the great hall when she saw that Joffrey had taken ill. Why else would she flee if she were not guilty?"
His anger is growing now. "Of course she damned well fled. We all know what would have happened had she been here when Joffrey did die. You would have had her arrested without seeing reason. She is innocent in all of this. Leave her out of your mad schemes and plots."
"I am the Queen, and my word is law. If I say she is to be brought here, she shall be brought here." his mother fumes.
Tommen looks at his mother then, his eyes blazing. "You forget yourself mother. Margaery became Queen after marrying Joffrey, but now that he is dead, she is a Queen Dowager just like yourself. Joffrey's death made me the king, and my word is the law." As he says this, he realises that he is the king, he can do as he pleases now.
His mother looks as if she has been slapped. "You would dare defy me? For her? A whore?"
"She is not a whore, but a lady. A lady who has value beyond what is between her legs." Tommen snarls.
His mother goes to protest this, but then Lord Tywin speaks his voice commanding. "The king is correct Cersei. The girl is more use to us if she can sleep and relate what she believes happened without fear."
His mother says nothing and so Tommen turns to Ser Meryn and says. "Take Lady Sansa to her chambers, tell her to rest and that I shall see her soon." the Kingsguard knight nods and then walks off.
There is a long moment's silence and then Tommen speaks once more. "The Tyrells will most definitely be looking for an excuse to see uncle Tyrion dead, and yet I am not sure that he was responsible for all of what happened today."
His mother laughs at him then. "And what makes you think the dwarf is innocent? The fact that he is your uncle? Please, he has never liked Joffrey, and Joffrey never liked him. The dwarf's behaviour today was shocking and he deserves nothing less than our full suspicion."
Tommen glares at his mother. "Just because you do not like him does not mean he did it. And think about what you are saying mother. If uncle Tyrion did this, why would he allow himself to be caught?"
"Because he is a vain and proud man who wanted the world to see his crime." his mother replies.
"You are allowing your hatred of him to come through mother," Tommen states. "Uncle Tyrion is far too clever to allow something like that to dictate his decision. I do not think he did it, and if I do not think he did it, then he did not do it."
"Why?" his mother asks.
"Because I am the king." Tommen responds simply.
"Pah. You are a boy Tommen, you are not the king." his mother replies.
"I am no younger than Joffrey was today. And yet you were willing to allow him free reign, why not me?" Tommen asks.
"Because your brother was always meant to be king. You, you are nothing compared to him." his mother responds.
"Cersei enough." his grandfather says.
"No grandfather, let us here what she has to say." Tommen says.
He glares at his mother, anger raring inside of him, and his mother merely says. "You were never meant to be here, you were a mistake." with that she stands and walks out, leaving Tommen crushed.