Dragon's Fire: A Game of Thrones Fanfiction

Chapter One- Tywin 1 & Sansa 1

Summary: "If you don't send me a bride! Your kingdom will be introduced to fire!"

After Lord Tywin receives a very heated letter from Viserys Targaryen. He has no choice, but to send Sansa Stark. How will Sansa like being married to the dragon? Will love blossom? Will he love her, or will Viserys end up like the mad king? All that Sansa knows is she's ready to play the game of thrones, and will win even if she has to go through fire and blood. While in Westeros, a wedding of red doesn't happen, and the King of the North lives on. What will happen when Robb and Caitlyn Stark find out about Sansa? What will be of Arya? To be separated, and led by the Hound after her escape from Harrenhall. She reunites with her mother and brother. Thoughts of a faceless man drive through her mind. The Game is set. How will things play out?

Disclaimer: I don't own Game of Thrones. George R.R. Martin does.

Chapter One

"Thank you all for coming, as hand of the king. I have a very important matter to discuss." Tywin eyed the small council each individually and continued. "Viserys Targaryen has sent word asking for a bride."

"Is this some kind of joke?" Lord Varys asked toward Tywin. He cocked his head to the right and responded coldly, "It is not a joke Lord Varys, and this is good."

"How is it good, father?" He raised a brow at the imp. He hated each word that came from his small mouth.

"We can send Sansa Stark. She is our only bargaining chip to her brother, but this could be to our advantage. If we can wed Sansa off she can distract Viserys from reaching Kings Landing and therefore crossing the narrow sea. It's a win/win. "

"But...Sansa belongs to me. What would happen if we didn't send her?" Joffrey asked, while stomping his foot like petulant child, in actual fact he was and Tywin couldn't believe he was related to the kid.

"If we don't wed Sansa off to him, than an army of Dothraki would come, you impudent boy. Also, you are wedded to a better bride in case you forgot, and you cast dear Sansa to the side. You don't have any say at what happens to her. She will probably be happy." Tyrion expressed.

"So, it is agreed then? Sansa Stark will be wedded to Viserys Targaryen." Nods from all around the small council agreed.

While Joffrey seethed, then began to smirk. "I have to be the one to tell her, however."

Tywin smiled. The pieces were set, Sansa just has to do her job.

A job that was unknown to her.

Court was being held in Kings Landing. King Joffrey had summoned Lady Sansa.

She had walked through the hall and into the court. A smile playing on her lips, bowing low to him. "Your Grace, you summoned?

"I did. I wanted to tell you that you are leaving Kings Landing and you're to be married to a Targaryen."

Sansa couldn't believe her ears. She was actually going to leave Kings Landing, away from Joffrey and the Lannister's. She couldn't be happier.

"I will sorely miss you, Your Grace."

"Sansa, I wish you the best." Queen Margery kindly expressed.

"Thank you, your Majesty. I also wish you the best." Queen Margery smiled, and looked back to her dear lord husband. Holding his hand, squeezing it - distracting him from the girl below.

"You are dismissed, Sansa. Hopefully, I trained you well enough to respect Lord Targaryen. I heard he is much more of a tyrant than myself."

"I thank you, Your Grace. I will think of you always."

Sansa turned her back to the boy king, and smiled a real smile.

She was leaving Kings Landing. That's all she cared about. She didn't care if she was marrying a Targaryen, she looked at it another way. Viserys was her savior, and she would do anything for him.

Even love him.

Edited: July 21, 2017