Seven Dreams One Kingdom

27-Margaery

King Jon was a broody man, of that there was no doubt. Margaery had struggled to look him in the eye since she'd witnessed him and Sansa together, although she had no problem with her friend as she'd stayed fully clothed. Jon had a habit of making her blush, something no man had truly achieved since she was a young girl. The King was handsome, sexy and clearly a fantastic lover, but he was moody and broody, which was a little off-putting. However it soon became clear that Jon and Sansa had had an argument, because Sansa was also snappier than usual. Sansa had pretended it was because they were hoping their sister Arya would return. And although Margaery wasn't convinced by her excuse, in truth she hoped the faceless assassin didn't come back for the wedding. The girl sounded terrifying. The fact that Margaery was still sharing Sansa's bed told her that Jon and Sansa were not currently on speaking terms. Then three days after Jon returned, matters were made worse and Winterfell was turned upside down.

A meeting was called of the northern council. Margaery joined the King and Sansa in the map room, as well as; Davos, Brienne, Pod, Lord Royce, Lady Lyanna, Lord Glover, Maester Wolkan, Edd Tollett, and Lord Manderly. Once they were all seated around the table, Jon stood to take command of the meeting.

"This morning, we received this letter, it was sent five days ago." he took out a scroll and began to read.

On behalf of Queen Daenerys Targaryen, First of Her Name, I, Tyrion Lannister will be arriving at Winterfell within the sennight to discuss a mutual partnership. My Queen commands the combined forces of Dorne, an Ironborn fleet, legions of Unsullied, a Dothraki horde and three dragons. The Seven Kingdoms will bleed as long as Cersei sits on the Iron Throne . Together we can end her tyranny. I appeal to you, one princely bastard to another, for all dwarves are bastards in their father's eyes.

Tyrion Lannister, Hand of the Queen

"I don't like the use of the word partnership." Sansa frowned. "Is he suggesting the King marries Daenerys?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Looks like it to me." Davos nodded.

"Mayhaps we should delay the wedding." Sansa snapped.

"No." Jon shook his head. "Let him attend. That way they have no leverage for a marriage."

"Consummation will need to be proven." Margaery said, she was met with a wall of silence.

"You know him better than any of us." Jon looked to Sansa, who looked back at him for what must have been the first time in days. "What do you think?"

"Tyrion is not like the other Lannisters. He was always kind to me, but it's too great a risk. 'The Seven Kingdoms will bleed as long as Cersei sits on the Iron Throne. Join us. Together we can end her tyranny.' I wonder why he's choosing to visit instead of demanding we go to Dragonstone and swear fealty." Sansa frowned.

"She needs Westerosi partners. Grandmother said she tried to talk her into joining them, but she refused." Margaery told them.

"Lady Margaery is right. With only Dorne and the Iron Islands, Daenerys looks weak." Jon started.

"She knows who you are. She's worried. We have the combined fealty of the north, the vale and the Riverlands." Sansa said.

"And the Reach." Margaery smiled.

"We aren't asking for your fealty." Jon told her.

"But you have it anyway." Margaery smiled.

Davos picked up the letter and read it. "Sounds like a charmer. Of course, the casual mention of a Dothraki horde, a legion of Unsullied and three dragons, a bit less charming." Davos paused. "Maybe Queen Sansa is right. Daenerys wants you to bend the knee. Being married to Sansa makes her a target. As long as she is Queen, you can't bend the knee. But if you marry Daenerys, you will have access to that enormous army to fight the dead."