RAMSAY

"Where is she?" he shouted at the top of his lungs. "Where is my wife?" Just wait until I find you, Stark. You won't be as pretty as you are now. He stormed down the stairs where he saw a small group against the wall. For a moment he thought perhaps Sansa had jumped to her death. He pushed through the crowd and stopped in his tracks. "Miranda" he whispered. Her face melted into the ground below, body twisted in unnatural positions. I suppose I'll have to take of Sansa by myself, he thought practically. He turned on his heel and called for Reek. The usually punctual servant was nowhere to be found.

He searched the dog pens, sent guards to check the rooms. All returned fruitless. He was just about to organize a search party when his father approached him. "Ramsay. I believe we've found your plaything." Behind him were four men carrying a stretcher with a sheet covering a body.

So she found a way to escape me after all. The bitch can rot in the river. Disgust showed on his face and he was about to walk away to his chambers when a guard lifted the sheet. Reek. "Was anyone with him?" He was starting to connect the dots.

"No. But there was a second imprint next to him. It seems as though he had broken her fall" so he's thinking what I'm thinking. "There were also many foot prints and hoof prints; someone has helped her to escape. We've already sent a search party, but from the looks of it she could have been gone for hours. Most of the tracks have already disappeared into the falling snow."

Ramsay nearly shook with rage. "Find her. Bring her to me alive." He made to leave when his father stopped him.

"We believe she has returned to King's Landing to seek out Lord Baelish. If we hurry, we can make it there and back with your wife before the long night. I have some business to discuss with Cersei Lannister and Petyr Baelish and was considering a journey there myself. We will only bring a few men with us as to not slow down the train." It appears the plan has been made already, father.

"When do we leave?"

CERSEI

She only had one left now and she couldn't protect him. Joffrey and Myrcella both poisoned, and now that she and Margaery had been released from the clutches of the High Sparrow, she had less and less influence on Tommen every day. Margaery had been released peacefully and with her dignity intact when King Tommen finally managed to convince the High Sparrow to let her go. Cersei still wasn't sure how he had managed it, but beautiful Queen Margaery had won everyone's sympathy and love which Cersei sat more accused than ever, with everyone in court openly whispering about her and mocking her. She had no one now. Jaime went back to Dorne to deal with Ellaria Sand, whom he was certain was behind his daughter's death.

To make matters worse, she had some unexpected guests staying in the Red Keep, apparently looking for Sansa. Roose Bolton apparently married his ex-bastard son Ramsay to her, even though she was already married to her monster of a brother. They did not explain why or how she escaped, but they believed she would be seeking out Petyr Baelish. He proved useless to their cause and seemed rather upset about the news of her disappearance. They had sent several men out to search for any trace of her. So far it seems that she has vanished without a trace. Someone must be helping her. That or she finally died a slow and painful death on some cliff side, she thought with a nasty smile. Weak Sansa Stark will not be long for this world if she did survive the escape.

At least that will be some good news to look forward to.

She entered her son's solar where he was looking over some letters. He looked up and smiled when he saw her. It was hard to believe that he was king. He was still so young and had a boyish charm about him. He stood up and kissed his mother on both cheeks.

"Thank you for coming, mother. We have some wonderful news!" Just then, Margaery entered the room behind Cersei, beaming.

"You haven't told her without me have you, my love?" Little doe-eyed whore. She walked over the Tommen where she kissed him passionately.

Cersei feigned a smile and asked shortly, "Told me what?" Tommen and Margaery regarded one another, clasped their hands together and looked at her.

"I will be providing our king with an heir in just a few short months" Margaery said gleefully. She kissed Tommen on the cheek again before giving Cersei a knowing smile. That is how the tart got out of there without being shamed. She was pregnant the entire time.

"What happy news." Cersei said with a false smile. Now she's really got her claws deep in him, she thought sadly.

2018 07 12

OMG you guys. I am so sorry for abandoning this story. I found out I was pregnant and things got crazy between pregnancy, chasing a toddler, and being a mom of two kids under three. I remembered this fanfic this week and thought I'd re-read it to see what it was. I was not expecting all the beautiful comments and views. Things have slowed down around here and so I'm going to get back into it. After all, how else are we supposed to put up with waiting for the new season of GoT?

I realize that some stuff has happened since the time when I wrote this, but I'll just keep on going where I left off. I don't know if I'll end it after 1 chapter or 10, but I'm thinking I might start a new story starting at the end of the last season. Either way, expect an ending to "Not Your Little Dove".

Thank you again for the love and support!