Game Of Thrones - Reader Inserts

Joffrey - Learn to Love

So your eyes and tone softened a little as you replied. "I'm not angering him on purpose I want him to earn with me what everyone else seems to just grant him. My respect."

"Everyone should respect their king."

"Not unless he proves that he deserves it."

*Time skip*

"Stop trying." You hissed annoyed, Joffrey was standing in front of you in full armour. You had been crossing the yard just to spot the boy king practising. For some reason you had to stop and watch. He wasn't exactly graceful on his legs and a knight with only a slight amount of practise could probably kick his ass, but compared to some of the other participants he at least showed a little talent. One day and with tons of practise he could maybe actually get the hang of sword fighting...

However now he was standing in front of you, all dressed up and smirking. Really the only thing that child didn't lack was confidence.

"I ain't trying anything" his smirk all but grew wider "You were the one staring, I just came to wish you a good morning."

"Well good morning, your Grace." You said in a mocking voice that let his smile falter slightly. Aww not so confident after all.

"I'm going to cut the traitor Robb Stark's head off and take it to lady Sansa on a silver plate." He declared then and there. You couldn't help but widen your eyes. How could someone be so cruel? Sansa was his betrothed (a task that luckily now wouldn't fall upon you)! But how could he show the poor child mercy, after all he was the one who let her father's head be cut off - And made her watch.

"Not unless you learn not to cut yourself on your own sword." You took a step closer and hissed in slow voice looking him straight in the eye "And I see little hope for you in that."

As you walked off you heard him scream behind you "that's treason! You can't say things like that to me!" You didn't care, didn't even stop as you yelled back loud and clear: "It's called honesty. You should learn not to be afraid of it."

*Time skip*

"Are you alright?" You didn't hear the knock on your door, only the small voice. Tentative you decided to look over, you knew the voice but never heard it in such a tone. It was indeed the king wearing an expression you've never seen on him.

"I'm sorry I would have come sooner but my mother wouldn't let me. Said it had to be made sure I was alright." He sighted "As if I did much in battle. She wouldn't let me."

It was true Joffrey didn't do much to help the battle of the Blackwater, but at least he had tried. Some people his age would have done less.

"You tried." Was all you could say the sounds of the battle still ringing in your ears. Man crying, swords rattling and the smell of fire and death...

"I... thank you, my lady." He replied uncertain holding his left arm awkwardly. "Can I offer my help? For whatever you need!"

For the first time you really looked at your visitor. His hair was uncombed and his dressing less than the spot on gowns he normally wore. It made you smile a little.

"Did you run away to see me?"

"No. A king doesn't run." He protested then smirked "A king sneaks away."

That made you laugh. For the first time since you met the young king you didn't mind his company all that much. It might be because he behaved like he never had before - kind, approachable, only a little cocky - or it might be just a side of him you never saw before, never wanted to see.

"Did many of our people die out there?" You asked all of the sudden still hearing the battle of the Blackwater in your head. Joffrey's expression got harder, more serious.

"Not as many as of Stannis man." He said in a stern voice "But still more than I would have wished to lose."

"They died for their king." You whispered.

"And now their king mourns for them who have fallen. It was an honour and a burden on their family."

"I think they did well." You heard yourself say "They protected our king. I would have hated to see you die... Joffrey."

*Time skip - last one I promise*

"I don't want lady Margery, mother!" Joffrey yelled.

"She is a good match." The queen replied in a chilled voice.

"I don't care. She dresses up, walks around like some saint and agrees with everything I say!"

"And what's wrong with that?" She will make a good wife."

"But no true queen!" Joffrey yelled even louder and full of rage "Did you always do what my father wanted? The two of you yelled at each other time and time again."

"Your father and I..."

"Margery is nothing but a pretty face. She doesn't tell me what she thinks. She never tells me when I'm stupid. And she didn't make me work for her affection."

"Oh so you want to go off and fight for a girl? Win her heart?"

"I already have." Joffrey glared and puffed his chest both proud and defensive "If I were to marry I will marry no other than lady (y/n)! I might not have earned her whole heart yet but I will keep tying. She sees a real king in me, although she won't fear me not matter what she learned to love me."

You pressed your ear closer to the door not wanting to miss the queen's reaction. It was true you would never fear the young blonde man. However it might also be true that he was able to win your heart with time. Even hearing his angered voice behind to close door you couldn't help but think back to the soft tender tone he used with you. This side of Joffrey was somewhere in there too and if you listened close enough you could hear the caring. The want to be with you was there, now shown in anger against his mother. Joffrey had lost his heart the same as he claimed that you are about to lose yours.

And so you pushed the door open, ready to take the chance of giving Joffrey your heart. "I love the king."