Mirrorball // Sansa Stark

42. Love You

"Loras seems like a fine man." Jae offered.

"I dont love him." Sansa whispered. "I cant ever love him."

"Why is that?"

"Because I love you." She practically shouted at him. "I love you." she repeated softer. She half expected him to laugh and say sorry kid but he broguht a gentle hand to her chin lifting her face to his and kissed her.

Sansa swore she was dreaming because she felt like she was floating as his lips met hers.

" I have had this strange feeling in my chest for moons." Jae whispered her gaze flickered back and forth between his lips and his eyes. "I dont know how to explain it. And my head im constantly thinking about you. I didnt have a name for it but I think this feeling is love." Jae remarked and sansa wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You love me?" Sansa whispered against him.

"I love you." Jae realized and he kissed her again. She held onto him her feet lifting off the ground.

The answer was right in front of him. When joffrey ended their union sansa was free to wed. Ned even gave his blessing before he died. Jae wouldnt have to steal sansa away. Jae wasnt a prisoner here.

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'What is she doing here?' Tyrion asked

'You are late.' Tywin said

'Yes yes well you will be pleased to learn that after one conversation with the Tyrells I have saved the crown hundreds of thousands on this wedding.' Tyrion said happily.

'Never mind that we have something important to discuss.'

'A master of coin saving money is important. Stop that,' Tyrion turned his eyes to Cersei 'you're making me uncomfortable.'

'Your sister has learned that your new friends the tyrells are plotting to marry Sansa stark to ser Loras.' Tywin told him.

'Very well she's a lovely girl missing sort of Loras' favorite fits but I'm sure they'll make do.' Tyrion told them. 

'Your jokes are not appreciated' tywin informed him.

'Wasn't my best but I got-' Tyrion began but was cut off.

'I bring them into the Royal fold and this is how they repay me by trying to steal the key to the north out from under me.' tywin muttered.

'Sansa is the key to the north?' Tyrion asked 'I seem to remember she has an older brother.'

'The starks have marched home, the young wolf has lost half his army and his days are numbered.' Tywin told him. "Theon Greyjoy murdered both his brothers that makes Sansa the heir to Winterfell and I am not about to hand it over to the Tyrells.'

'The Tyrell army is helping us win the war do you really think it's wise refuse them?' Tyrion questioned

'There's nothing to refuse, this is a plot, plots are not public knowledge.' Tywin reminded him.  'the Tyrells will not carry this out until after Joffrey's wedding we need to act first and kill this union in it's crib tonight.' tywin added.

'And how do we do that?' Tyrion asked.

Jae had one knee proped up leaning agaonst the back of the couch as he lay horizontal on the soft fabric. His head on the armrest and sansa sprawled out over him. His hand in hers.

She rolled over her feet tapping at her butt, her chin on his chest below his muscled pecs. She smiled pressing a kiss to his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair gently. Sansa pictured this life. Loving him. She couldnt wait to love him properly. To see all of him she was nervous but thats what you did with a person you loved. You loved them right. But for now she was content in kissing him. She crawled up his body and he wrapped his arms around her.