Dragon's Fire: A Game of Thrones Fanfiction

Chapter 4 - Sansa II

Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones, George R.R. Martin does! I'm simply borrowing the characters for my own amusement, and fun ;)

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Sansa Stark awaited for the raw morning lights that would signal her time to finally rid herself of Kings Landing-and all of its inhabitants. She hadn't caught many hours of sleep, anxious, but overall exited to be exiting her stay off the Lion's island.

Joffrey, and Cersei had tried to break her strong will. However, she was a wolf- a creature that didn't yield easily; nor was she a bird-that was locked in its cage-not anymore, and finally she could soar out of her cage's reach into her freedom.

Lord Tyrion had helped ease her worry. Both of them had pardoned their marriage union. They were simply friends- a lion and a wolf-playing friendly.

Sansa had left her hair down. It was time for her hair to rain free, and not have it captive by social necessities. She once did her hair that matched Queen Cersei's long ago. Her wish to be a Queen fueled her drive everyday- until everything in her life turned upside down.

Blue hues of early light crept within her room, enlightening her room with rays of warmness, her clothes had already been packed. Neatly folded- in the bags that were provided for her-and had already been taken down to the ship. So- without further delay Sansa made her way to her liberated future.

Warm air and sunlight rained heavily down upon her auburn locks. It was a wondrous occasion. Ever since Joffrey had ordered the kill of her father, Eddard Stark, she wanted nothing to escape. She had planned on wedding a Tyrell to escape into the land of High Garden, but she was slapped in the face and had to marry a Lannister of all things. Thus, saying goodbye to her escape, but now she was finally leaving.

"I hope you understand the situation, girl? You are to distract Viserys Targaryen from any ideas of crossing the Narrow Sea." Lord Tywin expressed.

But- this only angered her. Was she nothing but a puppet for the Lions? She was a lady, and not just some piece that they could pull whenever they want.

"Seeing -how I'm going to be a Targaryen soon, I don't have to listen to a Lion. I will make all you Lannister's pay for all the lives that have been taken away from me. " Sansa emotionally expressed.

"You insufferable, girl! How dare you!" Cersei shouted. But her father had a firm grasp ahold of her. Calming her down like a baby that she was. "If so, you're welcome to try, my Lady Stark. No, I think Lady Targaryen suits you now."

Sansa walked aboard the waiting ship. She didn't want to be here anymore. She could hear another crossing, and walking aboard. She turned her form, and was not surprised to see Tyrion. They both had agreed that he should come along, not for protection, but for friendly council.

"I see. So you would betray your family as well, Tyrion?"

"It's not like you don't love me, father. Seeing, how I see it, it suits you as well."

Even though Lord Tywin never loved his son, never tried getting to know him, and always saying that Tyrion could never be his son; thinking that his late wife had cheated. But, alas Tywin was surprised that he felt something after his son, Tyrion said those words.

There was no more conversation. After Queen Margaery had left Sansa with a gown that made even Sansa blush. Margaery was considered a very valuable friend to her, and Sansa was sad to depart from her. But she had this escape long coming, and Margaery understood that.

Sansa was ready to meet Viserys Targaryen, her Lord savior, and soon to be Lord Husband. She was ready to go through and fire and blood to be able to see the many Lions that had tortured her for months, put down and into their place.

Well...except Tyrion of course.