(Sansa POV)
"This Should Last You For Two Months" Sansa Frowned
"You Mean Us."
"They Have Given Up On You. If I Leave They Will Send Everyone After Me."
"But I Cant."
"Go To The Eiry, Aunt Lysa Will Look After You, Mothers Sister."
"No."
"Leave Now."
Arya Leaves And I Return To My Room.
King Jofferys Waiting.
"You Look Lovely."
"Thank You, Your Grace."
"Come Now."
"Of Course Your Grace......
Why Are We At Your Room?"
"Come In."
I Walk In And Ser Maryn Follows Me.
Joffery Comands.
"Ser Maryn."
He Grabs My Shoulders And Pulls Me Onto Yhe Bed Hold My Arms Down As The King Approachs My Skirts.
"Stop. No."
He Smirks At I Kick Him And Run.
As Fast As I Can And Run Into Ser Jaime.
"Help Me The King."
With Tears Faling Down My Face.
He Hides Me In A Cuboard Behind Him.
"Were Is She." I Can Hear Joffery Yell.
"I Have No Idea." Ser Jaime Replies Softley.
"When I Find Her."
*5 Mins*
I Have Organised Cersei To Vouch For You Run.
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The Love Of My Life.
FanficA fan-fic of Game Of Thrones By George R Martin. About Sansa's love of her life and how F**ked up She Gets.
