Joffrey Baratheon -"My first friend my last pain"

Remember, when we're traveling I expect us to share a room

Malllory look at him worried 

"Are you okay my prince?"

Joffrey looks at Mallory and she sees that his eyes are red and his cheeks are pink, his face is red with anger, he is thinking something incomprehensible, as he stares at the ground with his arms crossed like a child who didn't get the toy he wanted for his birthday. he murmurs:

"NO. im not"

The girl worries even more and doesn't want her friend to be in a bad mood, it happens a lot lately and she always does her best to cheer him up. In addition to feeling bad for him she has a slight fear for herself and their friendship when he is so angry. So she tries to understand the situation.
Why? what happened?" she asks simply waiting for Joffrey's time. She knows that it is not easy to make him talk and that he never expresses his negative feelings in public, he only shows anger, never sadness. The prince finally looks up at her, his face is still furious with a little pout, everyone would be afraid of him but Mallory finds him strangely cute with that pout on his face, his blue eyes narrowing as he tries to stop himself from throwing something against the wall or yelling at a guard. Finally he decides to speak:" My mother, she wants me to marry Sansa Stark..."She froze in place. a wave of pain passes through her chest and for a moment everything stops. "What...?!" Mallory thinks and tries not to shout it out loud. she thought, she hoped, that this day would never come. Joffrey couldn't get married...she doesn't want that to happen, what if it ruins their relationship? what if in the end he will prefer that Stark girl and fall in love with her in a few months? when it took her years to become friends with Joffrey. No. she can't allow it. she does not want. Mallory try to stay calm even if her can tell she's angry

"Wait what?! out of the blue?"

he nods, gritting his teeth, forcing himself to speak

"That's right...my mother called me into her room and asked me to marry this girl I don't know! He insisted that Sansa is beautiful and sweet and kind and would make a wonderful wife, but I want nothing to do with a stupid Stark girl. plus this stupid trip to Winterfell lasts a month!"

The young Lady hisses without even thinking about the words that are coming out of her mouth, she says with a slight hint of jealousy that she doesn't want to show

"You don't have to talk to her, you know that, right?"he raises an eyebrow "Yes, I know I shouldn't talk to her and that's what I want to do, but my mother is furious that I won't even consider the idea... she says if I don't marry Sansa then she'll make sure I marry a 'other girl." 

He notices her jealousy even if her don't point it out and smirks. Mallory immediately notices his grin and realizes she's caught red-handed, she swallows so lightly that this time it's not noticeable at all, so she tries to get out of what she said.

"What?! it's not funny! it's unfair! can't you refuse?"Joffrey continues speaking: "I think I could do it if I wanted to, but I never challenged my mother; She would be furious if I tried. I notice my smile disappearing as I consider your words. She would be too furious and I don't want to disappoint my mother but I can't stand the thought of marrying some silly Stark girl.."this time Mallory responds with a rush, she's never been so confident in saying something so quickly, she doesn't care what people might think

"you said you have to go to Winterfell for a few days and then bring her here, right? the trip lasts a month..I'm coming with you"

the prince's eyes widen, he looks her straight in the eyes and his heart makes a slight leap as it begins to beat faster, he didn't expect such a sudden request. He knows that she has a strong character and doesn't give up easily, but he didn't expect that such a short sentence could make him feel this way. He opens his mouth slightly"You're coming with me?"

she nods "if you want yes"

he nods in return. "I want it. It would be nice to have some company on this trip, to talk and relax, you know."Joffrey notices Mallory blushing as her think about the idea and he smirk pleased again. He roll his eyes "You are blushing quite a lot at the thought of accompanying me..."Mallory tries to chase away her slightly hot cheeks, trying to justify herself: "ugh.. it's too hot in this room, you know it too."he chuckles "Yes, of course... it's just the heat of the room that makes you blush" he rolls his eyes again, she nods a dry "yes", trying to make him understand that it's really hot in there. But then Joffrey says something out of the blue. He crosses his arms and leans against the wall near the window with a smirk on his face. "Just remember, when we go to Winterfell, I expect us to share a room"