I sat in the rose garden that overlooked Blackwater Bay. It felt nice here remined me of the Watergardens of Dorne. I stood up and brought myself to the balcony, my Blue dress was swaying in the wind, my hair was down, not in its usual braids. I wanted too feel the air run through my hair. I took a sip of wine, I turned around Bronn and Darian a the top of the stairs.
Darian didn't necessarily like Bronn, and Bronn paid to attention to it. He asked Darian questions and had one sided conversations with him often. I could tell Bronn was bored most of the time, my conversations made it no better. I took another sip of wine, and turned back around I could hear the patter of footsteps come up behind me. I turn around, and a wide smile spreads over my face.
"SANSA!" the girl runs towards me And we wrap our arms around each other.
"RHELIA!" She buries her head in my hair as i do to her, "I thought we wouldn't ever see each other again. Its been years! "
I pull her face too my hands, "You're so grown now, you're a woman!"
She looks down at her feet and back up, "I'm so glad your here, its like i have a piece of Winterfell now. I thought I had lost it all. but you're here!"
I smiled, "I'm here now, please tell me how you've been."
"Rhe... they're making me marry... It's a joke... Im just a joke here." Sansa looked down at her hands. Her dainty little hands, I took them in mine.
"Tyrion isn't do bad... I've heard he's... matured. Has he been good too you so far?"
"Yes I suppose he's been the nicest out of them all." i chuckle and she looks at me confused.
"You're still the little girl i had met all those years ago... even if you've grown into a Southern Lady."
"I wish we were still there... We were not as close then. But I envied you, me i never envied anyone as much as i envied you." She laughs, "We were so little i didn't care then about being a lady, I played with you and the boys. I miss them Robb and Jon."
I think about Winterfell, about how is was being a child there, I think about all of us playing in the court yards, Robb and Jon were both so stubborn competing in everything we did. Usually Robb won, he was older and bigger than Jon.
"You and Jon always were much closer, Both of my brothers had a crush on you. This beautiful southern girl. They talked about you for years after you left. Jon mostly, you two were so much alike, he didn't feel alone when you were there."
I smiled and looked out at the water, taking a sip of wine, "He joined the Night's Watch I hear...and Robb, I offer my condolences Sansa." She looked down at her feet, her face completely changing.
"He was a traitor too the Realm, as was my father." She stood up, I look at her confused before she can say another word she turns. Margery Tyrell is walking towards us.
"Please don't let me interrupt you girls, I just needed too talk to an old friend once again. Sees Lady Stark beat me too it." She looks at Sansa and smiles before making her way towards me wrapping her arms around me.
"Rhelia, I can not express the joy I feel you are here in Kings Landing. I'm so glad you accepted the Invitation. Its been years! I suppose we are both different than we once were. But you my goodness, True Dornish Beauty!"
"Margery, thank you I'm flattered. From what I hear you're about too be Queen! For a second time, so sorry too hear about Renly." I look too Sansa who smirks before she catches her self and looks down. Margery looks at me a smile still across her face.
"Oh there isn't anything to be sorry about Renly wasn't the true king, Joffrey is my true king, the Realms true king. And besides this isn't my week it's hers!" She turns to Sansa reaching for her hand, I down the rest of my wine.
"Sansa Stark, soon too be Sansa Lannister Lady of Casterly Rock. What an honor, We have The Princess of Dorne, The Lady of the Rock, and the soon too be Queen of the Realm."
I look at Sansa, Margery hadn't changed one bit, she was as she was all those years ago. She wanted to be a queen and she was succeeding.
"Now Sansa, Rhelia I do believe we have a wedding to get ready for!" She took our hands I set down my glass and followed her up to the Red Keep.
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The Sept was beautiful, People crowed the halls, Tyrion stood at the top of the stairs. He looked more nervous than Sansa, or maybe he was just drunk. Too my right stood Darian and too his right stood Bronn. I looked at the two very different men, and back down. I was wearing a teal dress with shear long sleeves, gold leaves littering the bodice, my hair wrapped into braids. I looked too the doors that Sansa would come out of, when they finally opened Joffrey was by her side, walking her down the isle. I looked to Margery whose smile had fallen. I shifted my gaze too Tyrion as he took Sansa's hand.
Infront of Sansa was a stepping stool, Tyrion has had it there too make it easier and less embarrassing for the girl. I looked to Joffrey as he picked up the stool and took it away from the man. Sansa looked down and then too Joffrey, everyone was silent. This was cruel, he had done so much damage too this girls life, and made her wedding day absolutely embarrassing for her. I watched at the Young child bent down to let Tyrion cover her with the cloak. When she stood back up they two turned to the crowd, everyone clapped. They both looked Mortified at what they had just endured. Joffrey smirked at the sight of the two, I hadn't realized the face I was making until Darian had gently brush my hand to bring my back too consciousness.
"My lady lets go ahead and exit now, you can congratulate the two later." He and Bronn both escorted me out of the Sept.
"I need a very large glass of wine..." I let out a breath.
"I can definitely find you some of that Princess." Bronn said as he nodded his head toward the direction. I smiled and followed him.
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Let Them Burn~ A Song of Ice and Fire Fanfic
Fanfiction"𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓸, 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷." Rhelia Sands is the bastard daughter of Oberyn Martell. she joins court under the guidance of Jon Aryn, when he suddenly dies she must return...
