GoT One-Shots Book 3!

Already Married (Bronn x fem!Lannister reader)

Being a Lannister wasn't easy. Sure, you were part of one of the richest houses in Westeros, but it was within the family that trouble brewed. You were the only child from Tywin's second marriage. That wife, your mother, had also died when you were very young. Tywin doted on you though. It was your sister and her eldest son that were the cause of most of your trouble.

Cersei was beautiful, there was no denying it. She could charm anyone she wanted to. She could and usually did get everything she wanted. You looked up to your sister until you saw the monster she was inside. Cersei, however, saw you as a threat. Others saw you as just as beautiful, charming, and witty as Cersei. That didn't sit too well with her. As such, she let her cruel son treat you in whatever manner he deemed fit. When that happened, you thanked the gods for your brothers, especially Tyrion.

Tyrion was your best friend and confidant. You talked to him about everything. Granted, you weren't a child. You had flowered many, many moons ago and you were of age for anything and everything. But Tyrion was still more experienced in the ways of the world so you came to him with your questions, concerns, and thoughts. And when Tyrion brought Bronn to King's Landing, you began to talk to him about love.

When you'd first met Bronn, you never pictured yourself being attracted to him. He was crude and crass and he made it obvious that he cared more for gold and material things than he did people. But as you got to know him, you saw that you were quite attracted to that type of attitude. You found yourself wishing you could be more like that. And soon, after many months of listening to him talk about anything and everything, you realized you didn't want to be like him. You wanted to be with him.

"It's silly, isn't it?" you asked Tyrion one afternoon when Bronn was unable to join you for some reason. Tyrion chuckled. "Not at all. You've seen the women I fall in love with. There is a type for each of us and I'd say you found yours. Bronn, for all his faults, can be a good man. I think you could bring out the best in him. I know he'd certainly bring out the sense of adventure in you." You shook your head and laughed softly.

A few days later, when you were with Bronn and Tyrion once again, a large figure appeared in the doorway. "The king wants ya," The Hound told you. You sighed. You knew it was coming. You'd put Joffrey in his place that morning and he was clearly not happy about it. Now it was time to face your punishment. You skirted passed The Hound and headed for the throne room. Before you were out of earshot, you heard Tyrion ask if The Hound knew what Joffrey had planned for you. You didn't hear the answer but you heard footsteps following after you a moment later.

Bronn was soon walking right behind you as Tyrion walked next to you. "Y/N, you may want to wait," he warned. You glanced back at Bronn who looked like he was ready to take someone's head off. You stopped. The Hound let out a huff and walked around you. "Don't keep him waiting. It'll just make it worse for ya," he warned before disappearing around the corner.

"We know what Joffrey plans to do. He plans to marry you off." Your eyes widened. "W-What? To who?" Tyrion cleared his throat and exchanged a glance with Bronn. "Lord Duncas Perk." You swallowed thickly. You'd heard of Lord Perk. He was known for being a complete tyrant. He was nearly as cruel as Joffrey and was a bad of a drunk as Robert had been. And, according to rumors, he smelled horrible too.

"No," you whispered. Tyrion took your hand in his. "Don't worry. Now that you know, we can think of something. No sister of mine is going to marry a man like Perk." You nodded, fighting back tears. There was no way you were going into the throne room with tear stains on your cheeks. You were not going to give Joffrey the satisfaction.

You continued your walk into the throne room with Tyrion and Bronn at your heels. Joffrey smirked when he saw you. "My dear aunt, how nice of you to join us. I have some wonderful news for you." You held your head high and forced your knees to stop shaking. "Oh?" you asked, thankful your voice didn't shake. Joffrey's smirk deepened. "Yes. I've arranged a marriage for you."