Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

44. I'll bring wine

After the battle of black water the maester tended to a very broken Tyrion. Tywin took over his roles as hand  of the king again.

'I Joffrey of house Baratheon the first of my name king of the andals and the first man, Lord of the seven kingdoms and protector of the realm do you hear by proclaim my grandfather Tywin Lannister the savior of the city and the hand of the king.'

'Thank you Grace' Tywin said as he took the hand pin turned on his horse marching back down the hallway. Josie and Sansa's clapped politely as he passed, Tywin's gaze shifted to them before marching on.

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'Margaery!" Josie declared hugging her tight. "What are you doing here!'

'Josie it is so good to see a friendly face.' Margaery told her honestly.

'Hug for your favorite future brother in law?' Loras questioned and Josie rolled her eyes, they were never getting out of kings landing.

'Good to see you too...' she looked past them to see Garlan, josie opened her mouth to ask if Willas was here but Margaery read her mind.

"Willas isn't here. Grandmother thought it best he stayed at high garden, we came from the camps.' Margaery told her.

'The traitors camps.' Josie whispered linking her arm with Margaery. 'Careful dearest they might call for your head.' Josie half teased.

"Not after the Tyrell troops saved their asses,' Loras said wrapping an arm around Josie's shoulders as the three of them walked to the throne room.

'What are you doing here? What do you have up your sleeves?' Josie questioned.

'Nothing, I am not wearing sleeves,' Margaery said innocently.

'Nothing my ass,' Josie muttered, she adjusted Margaery's dress, 'flaunt the girls if you are trying to woe that little monster,' Margaery smirked down at her.

'Josie!' But she wasn't wrong.

'What? I know how you people think.' Josie reminded her as they approached the king.

'Your house has come to our aid the whole realm is in your debt none more so than I,' Joffrey said as Garlan knelt before joffrey.  Garlen, Loras, margaery and their grandmother olenna, along with their Tyrell troops had come to their aid but they were not doing it from the goodness of their hearts.

'Ser Garlan Tyrell.' Joffrey said and he stepped forward bowing down before the king 'your house has come to my aid the whole realm is in your debt as am I. if your family would ask anything in return ask it and it shall be yours.'

'Your Grace my sister Margaery... her husband was taken from us before... She remains innocent I would ask your grace to find it in your heart to do us this great honor to join our houses.' Garlan requested still kneeling before him.

'Is this what you want lady Margaery?' Joffrey questioned, Josie released Margaery's arm as she stepped forward, Josie's eyes drifted to sansa stood at the over look staring down at them.

'It is you grace... with all my heart your grace. I have come to love you from afar, tales of your courage and wisdom have never been far from my ears.' Margaery said flattering him. 'And those tales have taken root deep inside of me.'

'I do have heard tales of your beauty and Grace but they do not do you justice my lady.' Joffrey complimented. 'it would be an honor to return your love but I will promise to another.' Joffrey reminded them. 'A king must keep his word'

''Your Grace the judgment of your small council.... giving you proper advisor as not to marry the daughter of a man who committed treason against you. a girl whose brother is an open rebellion against the throne as we speak for the good of the realm your counselors beg you to set Sansa Stark aside.' Cersei informed him.  There was an uproar, agreeing with the queen regent in the throne room Joffrey stood up.