Mirrorball // Sansa Stark

45. Gone

'You look radiant your grace.''

''Radiant... right radiant..' Cersei said looking Margaery over. Her gaze shifted to Gatsby, she needed that union so she didnt have to marry Loras. But Gatsby was the last Gatsby, he had an island, a mansion, he didnt answer to anyone and yet he was just as much trapped as the rest of them because the woman he loved was trapped. 

But Cersei didnt know that. She knew he had a fondness for sansa but not the extent of that fondness. 

''It's the word that came to mind.' Margaery told her. 'We are to be sister shouldn't we be friends?' she added grabbing onto Cersei's arm.

'Your musical girl aren't you imagine you have a lovely voice.'

'A better dancer than a singer I'm afraid.' Margaery offered. 

''But you know the rains of Castamere?''

''Of course they play it so often here at court.' Margaery agreed. It was a lovely banquet, a lovely feast, a lovely party, perfect time to try and get a read on Cersei and how difficult she would make Margaery's life at the capitol.

''So you know the story of house reyne of Castamere?'

'Not as well as you I'm sure.' Margaery said sweetly.

'House rayne was a powerful family very wealthy second wealthiest and Westeros now the Tyrells the second wealthiest family Westeros now of course ambitious climbers don't stop on the second highest rung, only you could get that final steps further than all the rest you would be alone with nothing but blue sky above you.' Cersei told her as they walked the room. 'So Lord Rayne built a castle as grand as Casterly rock he gave his wife diamonds larger than any woman ever wore and finally one day he rebelled against my father do you know where House rayne is now?'

''Gone.''

Sansa wanted to be gone, she stared out the balcony when jae handed her a champagne flute. 

"In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars." Jae remarked looking at the twinkling stars. 

"What?" Sansa countered with a laugh. 

"Nick, you remember my friend Nick? I brought him to winterfell and he froze." Jae remarked. 

"I recall." Sansa agreed, still confused. 

"He is writing a book, a book of his life and by an extension mine." Jae remarked. "He sent me a page, thats how he describes my parties, a flutter of bodies coming and going." 

"I hope to see it one day. A true Jae Gatsby party. At the manor." Sansa remarked. 

"I hope to show it to you." Jae agreed. Sansa stared down at her champagne. 

'Gone,' Cersei agreed 'a gentle word I would say slaughtered. Every man woman and child put to the sword. I remember seeing their bodies hanging high above the gates at Casterly rock my father let them rot up there all summer it was a long summer and now the raynes weep the halls and not a soul to hear them.' Cersei took Margaery's hand in hers 'if you ever call me sister again I will strangle you in your sleep.' she threatened marching off.

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Sansa didnt see much of Jae the next few days, she was forced to spend time with her husband. Jae was at the water, doing what? No one knew but Jae was a smart man.

"What are you doing out here?" Cersei questioned. Jae stumbled splashing into the water. 

"I'm making a... It's a surprise." Jae offered.