Not To Be Dramatic // Jon Snow

3. Am I The Drama?

Selma kept glancing back at jon as the royal family approached. Cersei looked beautiful. Joffrey looked pompous. Robert looked very round and the princes guard looked very ferocious under his hound helmet.

Selma turned around twisting her body like a contortionist to see jon. He kept his head down. Robb elbowed her and she turned back around.

Selma glanced to her sisters. Selma was a fraction of a moment elder than her twin something she liked to rub in sansas face. Something sansa hated. But sansa hated many things. She was telling arya to shut up, shut up, shut up right now- that was nothing new for them.

"Ah hello ladies." Robert said. Jon didnt like how the king looked at selma. Selma said hello before hiding behind her brother. Robb chuckled wrapping an arm around her.

"Selma get in place." Catelyn barked.

"Maybe she will calm down once the royal family is settled." Robb suggested softly.

"And maybe monkeys will fly out of my butt," selma countered

"Nice visual." Theon agreed

"Thank you". Selma gave a bow as robert made his way to bran.

"Selma focus." Carelyn begged. She slammed her lips shut. Ned smiled winking back at her.

"Ned," Robert bellowed. "Take me to the crypts!"  Cersei was quick to object but ned liked that robert still cared for lyanna. Even if the love was one sided when she was alive and now.

"Shouldnt you be drooling over the prince like Sansa?" Robb questioned. Selma spared him a glance as Sansa gushed chasing after him. 

"I dont see the appeal." Selma answered. 

"You? Miss dramatic?"

"Whats that mean?" she countered. 

"I was sure she would make some big declaration about how he was the love of your life." THeon answered. "And the only man for you, if you couldnt have him then you might as well just die of heartbreak."

"Gross. Him? No." Selma countered. "I dont want him."

But her mother wanted selma for joffrey, the king wanted his son for ned's eldest daughter, cersei decided it would be tolerable for joffrey to marry Selma. Sansa was heartbroken acting like her life was over. And they all so damn dramatic, Selma muttered under her breath as she exited the party, no longer feeling in a party mood. She was feeling the exact opposite of a party mood, she was depressed and the only cure for her sadness was Jon. 

"Where is your sister?" Catelyn questioned as sansa made her way to the head table to greet the queen.

"Father said im to marry joffrey". Salem muttered. "Mother said it too. Sansa yelled it at me, why can't I be the queen? she moaned out to me like she was dying. She is drama, i'm not the drama." Selma decided. Jon gave a low chuckle before examining her beautiful face. 

"You dont seem happy about being the future queen". Jon realized she looked to him. Big blue green eyes stared back at him.

"I dont love him. I never will. My heart is set on another." Selma agreed

"Well that man would be a very lucky man to hold your heart."

"But?" Selma urged. Jon smiled grabbing her hand.

"But," jon chuckled. "The king usually gets what he wants im assuming and he wants you."

"I hate them both for making me do this. Maybe you could speak to father?"

"What would i say? Why would he listen?"

"Because you are a good man and joffrey is an annoying little boy." Salem decided.

"Hes a year older than you."

"And mentally younger than rickon". Salem interjected. "I want a man, not joffrey". Salem begged. "Jon?"

"He wont listen to me. Besides your mother is already set on you becoming queen". Jon countered

"I dont want to be queen". Salem whispered. "I want you" she admitted boldly. Jons eyes searched her face but she couldnt look at him. He reached out grabbing her hand and she finally looked to him

"I would marry you in a heartbeat Salem Rose Stark". Jon assured. "But it wouldnt be right."

"It would to me. It would be the most right thing in the whole world."