He had watched the king arrive a good distance away from the crowd. He watches King Robert exchange a few words with Lord Eddard before giving him a clap on the back and a good brotherly hug. He watches him survey Robb and then when he moves up to you, he suggests the most horrible thing in the world.
A union between you and Joffrey.
He sees a bit of horror flicker in your eyes until Lord Eddard suggests that Sansa would be a better match for Joffrey, considering your temperament. Much to his surprise, King Robert agrees. He watches a breath of relief escape from those soft lips of yours.
You turn and lock your eyes with Jon's for a fraction of a second, give him a small smile, and turn back to the king.
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|| υиσятнσ∂σχ || ʝσи ѕиσω χ яєα∂єя ||
Fanfiction|| jon ѕnow х reader || (2nd aѕoιaғ/ gaмe oғ тнroneѕ draввle ѕeт) It was known but unwise, for a highborn girl to fall for bastards. Even more so if he was her half-brother.
