Snow // Willas Tyrell // Oberyn Martell

66. Smitten

'In light of the seven I now proclaim Tommen of the houses Baratheon and Lannister the first of his name king of the andals and the first man and Lord of the seven kingdoms.' A crown was placed upon his head 'long may he reign.'

'Long may he reign.' Everyone echoed and Tommen smiled down at Margaery.

'He is smitten with you,' Josie declared coming up behind Margeary.

'You think?' she famed ignorance

'You know what you're doing- mother alert mother alert-' Josie said heading off. Cersei blocked Tommens view of Margaery slowly approaching, Margaery tried to keep her face calm neutral pleasant as Cersei approached

'Your grace.' Margaery said sweetly

'There he is.' Cersei told her

'Long may he reign.'

'Long may he reign,' she agreed

'He sits the throne like he was born to it,' Margaery told her

'Yes he wasn't though was he?' Cersei questioned calmly.

'No, he wasn't,' Margaery agreed as a Olenna payed her respects before heading off to High garden.

'I still mourn for Joffrey.' Cersei told her

'He was my husband he was my king I would have-'

'He would've been your nightmare.' Cersei informed her

'Your grace I feel-'

'You knew exactly what he was,' Cersei told her calmly 'I did too. You never loved anything in the world the way you love your first child. Doesn't matter what they do and what he did it shocked me. Do you think I'm easily shocked?'

'No.'

'The things he did shocked me,' Cersei told her 'he's only a boy a good boy a decent boy he was the last decent King I wonder if he could be the first man who sits on the throne in 50 years to actually deserve it?' Cersei told Margaery

'It would be some constellation wouldn't it for all the horror that put him there.' Margaery added

'He will need help.' she said to gritted teeth 'if he's going to rule well.'

'He has you.' Margaery told her

'A mother is not enough you're still interested in being queen I take it...'

'After all that's happened... It sounds strange I know but I haven't even gotten it any thought what comes next,' she lied 'it would be a great honor of course but I will have to speak to my father about it.' they look to her father mace as he happily marched through the crowds greeting people. The fat flower as Olenna liked to call him

'Yes speak to your father I'll speak to mine.' Cersei said looking to the throne Tywin stood next to her son.

'We may be faced with an alarming number of wedding soon,' Margaery told her 'I won't even know what to call you sister... Or mother'

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'I just don't see why Sansa is being charged, she has done nothing wrong, all she ever wanted to marry some rich handsome twat and have their babies and now she is suffering in a cell next to her husband to which was forced upon her and...' Josie silenced seeing Varys, oberyn kept a hand around her as they got closer.

'Prince Oberyn, my lady.' varys said as oberyn and Josie approached the throne room.

'Lord varys' oberyn said bored already.

'Only varys I'm no Lord, you are under no obligation to call me so.' Varys told them modestly.

'Yet everyone does.' Oberyn reminded him varys just shrugged in response

'You seem very knowledgeable about the unsullied did you spend much time in essos?' Varys asked Oberyn.

'Five years.' He answered and Josie wondered if she would ever travel again. What if sansa was tried and accused and executed, what would they do with her? what would Josie do if they let her go or if she escaped? Perhaps she should look for Arya but there had not even been a whisper of where she was.

''May I ask why?'

'It is a big and beautiful world most of us live and die in the same corner where we were born. What good is it if I never get to see any of it, I don't want to be most of us'.

'Most of us are not princes...'

'You are from Essos where?? Lez?' Oberyn questioned, Varys made a face. 'I have an ear for accents.'

'I have lost my accent.' varys told him, Josie looked between them curiously.

'I have an ear for that as well. How did you get here?' Oberyn remarked.

'It's a long story.' Varys told him stiffly.

'And one you don't like telling people clearly.' Josie said with a smirk to Oberyn.

'People I trust.'

'My Paramore would find you very interesting don't you think, Josie?' Oberyn questioned 'We have some lovely wine and some boys on retainer... But you know...' Oberyn said 'you do like boys?' Varys shook his head. 'really? Girls?' Again varys shook his head, 'you wont be offended when I say would've never guessed.' Oberyn remarked

'Not at all.' Varys told him 'but I was never interested in girls either.'

'What then?'

'Nothing'

'Everyone is interested in something.. some like young some like old.' Oberyn looked to Josie.

'You're not old.' Josie teased and he squeezed her hip.

''When I see what desire does to people what it does to this country, I am very glad to have no part in it. Besides the absence of desire leaves want to pursue other things.' Varys admitted.

'Such as?' Oberyn questioned. Varys glanced at the throne before heading out.