Wolf Queen

chapter seven

Sansa was nowhere to be found. Cersei basically wanted her head because she was Tyrion's wife.

I sat in front of Cersei.

"Do you know where your sister is?"

I shake my head. "No, your grace. Just before Joffrey's death, I told Tommen I was going back to my chambers. Joffrey died and I didn't see where she went to. I'm sorry I cannot be any help to you, your grace."

She stares at me. "Actually, you can."

"I can..?"

"Marry Tommen."

Wait, what? Marry Tommen? I cannot marry Tommen. Well, I mean, I could, but I wouldn't.

"Marry Tommen?" I ask myself.

"Yes," Cersei says, "I think I might go crazy if that whore from Highgarden marries Tommen."

"So you would rather me, a Stark, marry him?" I remind her.

Cersei laughs. "You have been very loyal to the crown, Lyanna. Despite everything that's happened, I would love to have you as my child."

"May I have a couple of hours to think about it?" I ask.

"Of course," she says, "but might I remind you, if you refuse, you will have to leave King's Landing."

"Yes, your grace. Thank you." I say and exit the room.

Marry Tommen? I could not. I mean, I didn't want to. Of course, if I accepted, I would be queen of the seven kingdoms. Did I want that? That isn't what I had in mind for myself.

Tommen laughed at the show Joffrey put on for the War of the Five Kings. It really hurt. But Joffrey did not care, as long as Sansa and I was being tormented.

Where would I go if I refused Tommen? I could not go home. It was burnt to the ground, or so I've heard. If I accepted, Lady Margaery would probably hate me.

I decided to accept. I had no clue where I would go if I refused.

Tommen passes me and I continue to walk, knowing he would turn around.

He did. "Lyanna, wait!"

I stop and turn around. "Oh, hello Tommen, or should I say King Tommen."

He laughs. "It sounds so strange to me. King."

"Is there something I can help you with?" I ask.

"Will you be there tonight?" Tommen asks.

When he is crowned king. "Of course. I wouldn't miss it."

Hours later

"In the light of the seven I now proclaim Tommen of House Baratheon, First of his name, King of the Andals and the first men and Lord of the seven kingdoms," he places the crown on Tommen's blonde head, "long may he reign!"

"Long may he reign!" I and everyone else in the throne room says.

I clap and smile up at Tommen. He stares back at me, smiling as well.

Tommen sits on the throne and everyone goes to kneel before him. Well, everyone except me.

I watched over everyone, looking at who came and went. My mind wondered as I looked at everyone.

I wondered where Sansa and Arya were. It had been years since I had seen Arya. Wherever she was, I hope she was okay.

Maybe Tyrion knew where she was. I would have to ask him.

Cersei came and stood beside the door.

"Your Grace." I say.

"I suppose you've made your decision." She says.

I nod. "I have."

"I hope it is to marry my son," she says and looks at me, "he will need help."

"It is." I say with a faint smile.

"Good, I would hate to see anybody else for the job."

"He will make a good king." I say confidently.

"The best in thousands of years." Cersei agrees.

"If I may ask, why do you wish for me to marry Tommen? Not that I do not want to, because I do. But why not Margaery?"

Cersei looks at me. "I would never want that whore to marry Tommen. I would hate to see him unhappy with someone else when he thinks so much of you."

I smile. "I gladly accept then."

•

Tommen

Mother, Uncle Jaime, and I were sitting and eating. As I ate, I felt Mother's eyes on me. I would occasionally look up at her to find her staring first.

"How do you feel about Lyanna Stark?" Mother asks me suddenly.

"She's great. She's very beautiful and kind." I say as I grin toward Mother.

"Tommen, you know you have to choose a wife soon," uncle Jaime says, "do you think Lyanna would make a good wife and queen?"

Mother turned her head on the word 'queen'. Did I think she would make me a good wife? I did. She is a good friend of mine. I really enjoy her company and I wouldn't mind to spend the rest of my life with her.

"Yes, I do." I finally say.

Mother smiles briefly. "Then it is settled. You will marry Lyanna and rule the Seven Kingdoms together."

"Wait, you don't mean to force her into this, do you?" I ask suddenly.

Mother laughs. "She's already agreed. She feels the same way about you as you do her."

I smile. That was a relief. "Okay, I'm going to go speak to her."