Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

60. New Queen

Margaery looked like a goddess sent from the heavens and delivered into Westerose. Her father delivered her to Joffrey and she hooked arms with him as they made their way up the sept to the Septon together. He cloaked her with his protection with honor and dignity their hands bound together as the septon spoke.

'Let it be known that Margaery of house Tyrell and Joffrey of the houses Lannister and Baratheon are one heart one flesh one soul cursed be to those who would seek to tear them asunder.'

'With this kiss I pledge my love,' Joffrey said bringing his lips to Margaery the crowd clapped politely as they were announced man and wife.

'We have a new queen.' Sansa said down to Tyrion.

'Yes we do,' he agreed. Josie stood behind her sister next Oberyn and Elaria she smiled up at Margaery as she walked past Marhaery offered her a wink in return.

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'All taken care of.'

'you saw her on the ship?'

'All taken care of.' Bronn confirmed for the millionth time.

'And you saw the ship sail away?' Tyrion questioned.

'No one knows she's there except you me and Varys.' Bronn confirmed

'How do you know?'

'Because no one follows me without invitation or I am the last person they ever saw.' Bronn told him.

'Someone saw you you mean?' Tyrion questioned.

'She is gone.' Bronn told him. 'I know you don't wanna believe it but she is. Now go drink until it feels like you did the right thing.'

Joffrey and Margaery's wedding was large and obnoxious and hot. Sansa sat next to Tyrion, miserably. Tyrion watched the martells chattering, they didn't look murderous, the looked content, chatting away with Josie as though they were the closest of friends... Joffrey was up to something though.

The banquet music played and there was a feast the size of kings landing itself. Margaery listened to the music intently as Josie talked with Oberyn, she kept glancing up at the high table where Sansa sat awkwardly next to her husband.

'Very good very good off you go,' Joffrey said entirely board with the presentation he threw coins at the musicians.

'Our king everybody a man of fine arts,' Josie teased quietly. Oberyn wrapped an arm around her shoulders her arm linked with Ellaria as they walked. 'Bitch alert.' Josie murmured, forcing a smile.

'Your grace.' Oberyn said politely as Tywin and Cersei approached.

'Prince Oberyn... what are you doing with our dear snow?' Tywin questioned glancing over at Josie.

'Oh Josephine and I go way back,' he said wrapping an arm around her waist 'she spent some time in Dorne before everything changed in the capital.' Oberyn informed him innocently.

'Right of course,' tywin said forcing a smile on his face

'But I don't believe you have met Ellaria this is Lord hand Tywin Lannister and Cersei Lannister the queen regent I suppose it is former queen regent now,' Oberyn said as charming s ever. 'lord hand and lady Cersei, this is Ellaria sand.'

'My Lord my lady,' elaria said with a small curtsy

'Charmed .' Tywin said

'I can't say I've ever met a sand before,' Cersei remarked

'We are everywhere in Dorne I have 10,000 brothers and sisters,' Ellaria told her

'Bastards are born of passion everyday, we don't despise them in Dorne.' Oberyn informed them.