As Jaime stands in front of the mirror in our chamber in Kingslanding, I can't help but smile at the sight of him. He is meticulously getting ready for Joffery's wedding, adjusting his attire and combing his hair. His red tunic with golden embroidery complements his golden locks, and his sword belt adds a touch of elegance to his attire. I can't resist the urge to compliment him, "You look absolutely handsome, Jaime." He turns around and flashes a charming smile, thanking me for my kind words. The room is filled with excitement and anticipation, and I can't wait to see what the day has in store for us.
Jaime stands by the mirror and watches me as I sit in the chair, putting on the red dress. I can feel his eyes on me as I struggle with the zipper. Finally, I take a deep breath and turn to face him. He steps closer and kisses my neck, making me shiver. I look up into his eyes and smile, feeling his love and admiration. "Really?" I ask, feeling a bit self-conscious. He nods, still smiling. Our lips meet in a gentle kiss, and I feel a sense of warmth and contentment wash over me. "You look absolutely gorgeous, my dear wife," he whispers. I blush, feeling grateful for his kind words and the love that we share.
"Oh yes," I put my hand around his neck.
Jaime put his hand around my waist "You know that Monterys Valeryon will come to the wedding"
"You kidding"
Jaime shakes his head "No, as per our plan Monterys will kneel to Joffrey after the wedding"
"You sure he came for that"
"Yes, why?"
I smirk "Because I am sure he is coming for Greer" Jaime laughs "Do not do that"
"Do What?"
"Betrothal our children to people without telling me or them like the Targaryen family did to Daenora and Daella"
Jaime kisses my forehead "I will not, we will choose them together and we didn't know that we were betrothed to each other"
"Not all people are lucky like us"
There knock on the door. Laela, Sansa, Gwen, and Reagan get in. Laela says "We are ready"
I smile "Girls you look like princesses"
Gwen smiles "Beautiful isn't it"
Sansa says "Incredible"
I nod "Very" I smile at Sansa "You look like your mother" to Reagan "my sweet boy you look handsome"
Reagan says "Thank you Lyanna, you look gorgeous"
I kiss his forehead "Thank you"
Laela smiles "You look like a queen"
I smile "You look stunning"
Jaime smiles at him "Now let's go before we late more"
I put arm in arm with Sansa "Let's go, sister"
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At the Garden party, Jaime, I, Sansa, Tyrion, Joffrey, Tywin, Genna, Cersei, Tommen, and Pycelle sit at an outdoor banquet table. Mace Tyrell stands before us "From House Tyrell and the people of the Reach, Your Grace, it is my honour to present you with this wedding cup" He places the up before Joffery "May you and my daughter Margaery drink deep and live long."
Joffery says "A handsome goblet, my lord. Or shall I call you Father?"
"I shall be honored, Your Grace" Mace bows and exits.
Jaime whispers to me "Or shall call you father"
I try not to laugh and whisper to him "Father is jealous or something" Jaime glares at me and I hold his hand "He is just trying to behave for Margaery"
Shae brings a tray to the table and sets it before Sansa.
Cersei to Tywin "She's the whore I told you about. The dark-haired one."
Shae exits.
Tywin says "Have her brought to the Tower of the Hand before the wedding."
Tyrion looks concerned. Podrick places a large tome before Joffrey and Tyrion walk to the front of the table,
Joffrey gives him a look "A book?"
Tyrion says "'The Lives of Four Kings' Grand Maester Kaeth's history of the reigns of Daeron the Young Dragon, Baelor the Blessed, Aegon the Unworthy, and Daeron the Good. A book every king should read."
Joffrey is at a loss for words. Tywin entreats him to respond. Joffrey says "Now that the war is won, we should all find time for wisdom. Thank you, Uncle"
Tyrion bows. Gwen comes with a tray with her perfect smile. Jaime and I stand and walk to the front of the table.
Joffrey stands with an unbelievable look "Golden arrows"
Jaime says "For the special enemies"
"It's adorable, who made this"
"My beautiful wife made you one and asked the Smiths to make the same"
I smile "I did, I hope you like it"
"I love it, thank you, uncle, Lady Lyanna"
We bow and Shae watches. The Mountain brings forth a sword and lays it on the table before Joffrey. Tywin stands "One of only two Valyrian steel swords in the capital, Your Grace, freshly forged in your honor."
Excitedly, Joffrey walks around the table. Exuberantly, he unsheaths the sword.
Pycelle warns him "Careful, Your Grace. Nothing cuts like Valyrian steel."
"So they say." Joffrey steps away then spins and cleaves the book that Tyrion just gave him, repeatedly.
People gasp in response. I and Jamie share a look. Joffrey is very pleased "Such a great sword should have a name. What shall I call her?"
Man says "Stormbringer."
"Terminus."
"Widow's Wail."
"Wolfsbane."
Joffrey says "Widow's Wail. I like that. Every time I use it, it'll be like cutting off Ned Stark's head all over again."
I get angry squeezing my hand and Joffrey sheaths the sword. Sansa looks dejected. Joffrey sits down next to Mace and Shae continues to look on.
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At The wedding reception, Jugglers and firebreathers, some on stilts, entertain the crowd. Bronn, Tyrion, and Podrick walk among the tables. I am standing alone waiting for my ladies' companions. Malia Hightower approaches me "Finally, I and You meet"
"I beg you pardon, Lady. Did we meet before?"
Malia shakes her head "Yeah and I met your mother before"
I chuckle "You met my mother, I did not meet or know her so How is that?"
Malia smiles "My name is Malia Hightower"
My smile fades "I see, Welcome to King's Landing again, Lady Malia, sorry not recognize you at first, it's been a while since I saw you"
"It's my place first Lyanna Snow"
I raise my eyebrow "So Lady Hightower, How can I help you?"
"Does your new family know your affair with your guard Ser Tomas"
"Does my new family know him as your son"
"So that means you were in an affair__"
Harwin approaches us with a man "Lady Lyanna"
Malia looks at them "Or is there a new one"
I snap "Watch it! Malia. you are in the lion's den, It's not Aerys's place anymore"
Malia snaps "Lyanna__"
I warn her with a glare "My name is Lady Lyanna Lannister so show me some respect"
Tywin approaches us with a proud "Malia and her old troubles" he stands behind my shoulder "Why do you bother my daughter in law"
Malia smirks at him "I just got to know your bastard daughter in law"
Tywin snaps "Malia!" he looks at Harwin "Could you please lead the lady to her table" he looks at her again "That's my grandson's wedding, I do not want something to ruin it"
"Come, Lady" Harwin and the man lead her to her brother's table Lord Leyton Hightower where he sits with his daughter Margaery's mother.
"Lyanna"
I turn to Tywin "My lord"
"Do not put it on your head, Malia thinks she still owns the red keep, she is just feeling jealous" I nod "Because you take her place and job here"
"I do not like people who disrespect me"
"All of us. Thanks for the gift"
"No need"
"I know I was not trusting you and I have every right but you proved many times your loyalty to my son and my house"
"I told you before my lord, I will be with my husband in every step"
"You did, You helped him to take the Claw Isle, and know we have one of the important things that Stannis Baratheon and then going to Driftmark and Monterys will kneel to Joffrey, you are such a knight to me"
"I was squire to my father so I know how to make plans and lead some people but your son is intelligent, I just read books and help him not make past mistakes"
Tywin nods "Very well, you may be proven that you could have a place in the Lannisters council and no one has a place in it just Genna" He looks around "Have a great day" he walks off.
Genna walks towards me with her wine "Malia annoyed you"
"Yes but Lord Tywin stopped her"
"What she said?"
"Snow, I know I am but I hate people disrespect me"
"I know, thanks for not ruining the wedding, I know your altitude"
I chuckle "Yes, she will receive an arrow in her shoulder to remember that I am not the one to mess with"
Genna laughs "I will thank the gods for this" She wipes my hair "Welcome to the Lannister council" She walks off.
Harwin is back with the man "Lady Lyanna, may introduce you to Lord Lyonel Dondarrion"
"Pleasure, Lady Lyanna" Lyonel kisses my hand.
I smile "Lord Dondarrion pleasure to me"
"He is Lord of Blackheaven"
"Storm land, you look younger to be the lord"
"Duty, what we can say"
Jaime approaches us "Dear wife" he kisses my neck "Lord of Blackheaven, right"
"Ser Jaime" They shake hands.
Harwin and I share a look at the tension between them. Harwin says "Lord Lyonel come with me, I want to hear the rest of the story" They walk together.
I ask "What means of this?"
"He was looking at you and I did not like"
"He has just introduced himself to me"
"He fucked you by eyes"
I laugh "You overreacting"
Jaime mocks me "You overreacting. No one allowed to approach you the way he did" he walks off.
I chuckle "Okay, jealous man"
Greer approaches me with a smile "Oh gods look at you"
I smile back "You look like a princess"
"Really"
"Yes, I am sure that Monterys would love that dress"
Greer holds my arm "What? Is he coming"
I nod "Yes, Jaime told me this morning"
Greer smiles "I love you"
I laugh "Is that love at first sight"
"He is handsome"
"I know" Bernia approaches us "Well well look like the Kingslayer would join us too"
Bernia smiles "I will not get mad because you will forgive me"
"In your dreams, Frey"
Laela approaches with Reagan "Can we not fight just today"
"Just for you" I look at Reagan "We should find you a handsome lady"
Reagan smiles "I found one"
Laela says "I beg your pardon"
Gwen smiles "And I maybe know her"
I ask "Who is she?"
"I won't say"
Greer says "How you could not tell me, I am your friend"
Laela says "I am the mother and he did not tell me"
Reagan says "I told Father"
Laela looks around "Someone gets me, Harwin"
Bernia says "Is she pretty?"
Reagan says "As angels"
I say "You sure your son just turned eleven"
Gwen says "I feel jealous"
Greer says "I told you, I need to wait for Reagan and now__"
Laela cuts her "You are late he chooses one already"
Kenna approaches us with a smile "Why are you gathering around the poor boy like this"
Reagan says "Kenna take me to Bash they asking a lot"
We laugh. Baelor approaches holding his son Sebastián "I heard my name"
I say "Reagan needs to run away with you"
Greer takes Kenna and Bash's son "Come here, sweet boy"
Bash smirks at Kenna "I am in, I need to run away too"
Kenna holds onto his arm "There's no escape from me, love"
We giggle looking at them. Tyrion and Podrick walk through the party. They encounter Oberyn and Ellaria. The head table. Joffrey watches the party. Olenna approaches Sansa. Tyrion enters and sits.
Musician: A coat of gold
Or a coat of red
A lion still has claws And mine, my lord...
I feel uncomfortable hearing the song. Margaery is enjoying the performance, but Joffrey is bored.
Joffery stands and throws some coins to them "Very good. Very good. Off you go."
The musicians scramble to pick up the coins and depart quickly. Cersei watches jealously, Tommen at her side. Margaery moves to calm Joffrey "My love, why don't we make the announcement?"
Joffrey stands and clanks his goblet for attention "Everyone. The queen would like to say a few words." The crowd applauds as Joffrey sits.
Margaery stands "We are so fortunate to enjoy this marvelous food and drink. Not all among us are so lucky. To thank the gods for bringing the recent war to a just end, King Joffrey has decreed that the leftovers from our feast be given to the poorest in his city."
The crowd applauds, and Joffrey adores it. Cersei comes over to Margaery "You're an example to us all." Cersei kisses her on each cheek.
Back to us, Bash says "Okay, I am waiting for the moment when Cersei will take out the dagger killing my dear niece"
Kenna shakes her head "Maybe a fever will take her"
Laela says "No maybe she will send someone to kill her"
Bernia says "Arrow in the heart"
Greer says "Or maybe she will make Joffrey hate her and then kill her"
Gwen says "Or she will torture her by words"
I say "Well all of you have a great criminal mind but did you forget the queen has ears here so shut it or our heads will follow Father and Robb" We look at each other trying not to laugh.
Loras stands in the distance and catches Oberyn's eye as he cuddles with Ellaria. Loras accidentally backs into Jaime. They stand talking together for a while until I walk toward them. Jaime says "Perhaps they should get married. If you were to marry Cersei, she'd murder you in your sleep. If you somehow managed to put a child in her first, she'd murder him, too, long before he drew his first breath. Luckily for you, none of this will happen because you'll never marry her."
"And neither will you." Loras pats Jaime on the shoulder and exits.
Jaime turns and finds me glaring at him "I am sure you heard half the talk"
"Are you planning to take Cersei as a second wife, dear husband"
Jaime wonders "Is madness an inherent thing?"
I raise my eyebrow and walk away toward Laela feeling pain in my belly. Brienne approaches the head table and bows. Laela asks "What is the matter?"
I put arm in arm with her "Annoyed husband"
"Have the same here"
We look and see Harwin and Jaime talking "I hate their friendship"
"They hate ours, you know sometimes I feel that we have the same attitude"
I smile "Me too, that makes us best friends"
Laela smiles "Yes, I know" We lean into each other shoulders putting arm in arm.
Brienne departs and Cersei follows and intercepts her. They stand talking while Jaime and I notice their conversation. Joffrey and Margaery watch a fool juggling at the head of the table.
Once again, Joffrey is not amused so he stands "A gold dragon to whoever knocks my fool's hat off." The fool is suddenly pelted with food, and he runs off. Cersei and Tywin enter. Oberyn and Ellaria enter.
Monterys approaches me and Laela "Lady Lyanna, Lady Laela"
We say "Lord Monterys"
"Pleasure meeting you again"
I say "Pleasure to me, my lord"
Greer sitting at the table with, Bernia, Kenna, Baelor, Caspian, Gwen, and Reagan.
Laela says "I too"
Greer stands and I glare at her not to. Kenna notices that so she and Bash pull her to sit again. Laela tried not to laugh.
Jaime and Harwin approach us, Jaime says "Lord Monterys"
Monterys says "Ser Jaime, Ser Harwin"
Harwin says "Glad seeing you again" he leads him to the table with Jaime "Would you?"
"Excuse me, Ladies"
Laela says "Are our husbands ignore us"
I say "Damn they did it, go sit with them and I will back to the table.
"Fine"
Jaime comes to me and we head to the table. I sit between him and Genna and Tommen who sits next to Genna.
Genna smiles at me "I see you trying to accept Bernia"
I say "I am, It's hard but I am"
"You will use her, Did I notice Lord Monterys Valeryon flirting with my Greer"
"All the wedding notice them"
Jaime says "He is a good Lord before you do something aunt Genna"
Genna says "I am just asking"
Joffrey taps his goblet "Everyone, silence! Clear the floor. There's been too much amusement here today. A royal wedding is not an amusement. A royal wedding is history. The time has come for all of us to contemplate our history. My lords... my ladies..." A lever is pulled. A giant lion's mouth opens. A red carpet rolls down "I give you. King Joffrey... Renly, Stannis, Robb Stark, Balon Greyjoy. The War of the Five Kings."
I give Jaime an understanding look. Five dwarves come down from the lion's mouth, each dressed as one of the five kings. They run about, playing their roles with comic glee. The crowd applauds. Joffery is very pleased. Tyrion, less so.
Renly dwarf says "I'm the rightful king."
Robb dwarf says "King in the North!"
I put my hand on my belly feeling the baby kicking hard as I get much angry.
Joffrey dwarf says "Yes!"
Balon dwarf says "Traitor. You're a traitor."
Joffrey dwarf says "For the Seven Kingdoms!" The dwarves line up on the stage "Let the war begin"
The crowd applauds. Renly dwarf starts the prance about the stage.
Stannis dwarf says "Renly, you're no king."
Balon dwarf says "Away, degenerate. Away. Away."
Renly dwarf says "Ooh, careful."
Stannis dwarf says "Go on."
Renly dwarf says "I want you to be my prince. Stannis!"
Baelor looks at his nephew Loras sadly. Stannis dwarf and Renly dwarf feign some indecent acts. Loras leaves in disgust.
Harwin stands taking his son Reagan away not to see these acts.
Balon dwarf says "Who's got the gold now, Stark?"
Robdwarf says "I am the rightful king."
Balon dwarf says "Challenge me, ruffian."
Jaime holds my hand looking at me sadly.
Robb dwarf says "Take that."
Bernia looks sadly at the act and Caspian holds her hand.
Balon dwarf says "I'm drowning. I'm drowning."
Robb says "I am the King in the North!"
Tyrion, Sansa, Greer, Gwen, Kenna, Baelor and Monterys are not amused. Joffrey dwarf shoots and arrow and hits Stannis dwarf.
Stannis dwarf says "Not wildfire!"
The crowd applauds. Stannis dwarf runs off the stage, crying.
Monterys stands angry "My father died in this war" he walks off.
Greer looks angry at Cersei.
Tyrion says "Pay each of them 20 gold when this is done."
Podricks says "Yes, my lord."
Tyrion says "We'll have to find another way to thank the king."
Joffrey is enjoying the spectacle, but Margaery is not as she shares a look with her uncle Baelor.
Joffrey dwarf and Robb dwarf are having a standoff "Charge!" They run past one another without landing a blow "Ready, again"
Robb dwarf "I am the King in the North! - Charge!"
Joffrey dwarf says "Charge! Yes!"
This time, Joffrey dwarf knocks off Robb dwarf's wolf helmet.
Joffrey dwarf says "Your head!"
Sansa is mortified. Tears fall from my eyes, Genna holds my other hand and gives me a small smile trying to comfort me.
Joffrey laughs hysterically while Margaery looks at him, appalled.
Robb dwarf falls. The crowd applauds. Joffrey dwarf claims victory.
Joffrey grabs his goblet.
I wipe my tears.
Joffrey dwarf feigns sodomizing the wolf head. I can't breathe and Sansa is motionless. Joffrey spits out his wine, laughing.
Joffrey dwarf says "Fine gentlemen."
The players take their bow and the crowd applauds.
Joffrey stands "Well fought. Well fought. Here you are. Champion's purse. Though you're not the champion yet, are you? A true champion defeats all the challengers. Surely there are others out there who still dare to challenge my reign. Uncle. How about you? I'm sure they have a spare costume."
The crowd laughs.
Tyrion stands "One taste of combat was enough for me, Your Grace. I would like to keep what remains of my face. I think you should fight him. This was but a poor imitation of your own bravery on the field of battle. I speak as a firsthand witness. Climb down from the high table with your new Valyrian sword and show everyone how a true king wins his throne. Be careful, though. This one is clearly mad with lust. It would be a tragedy for the king to lose his virtue hours before his wedding night."
Tyrion sits, and Joffrey is angered at his insults. The crowd quiets.
Joffrey walks over and pours his wine on Tyrion's head. Margaery sits motionless.
Genna gives Cersei a look to stop her son.
Tyrion says "A fine vintage. Shame that it spilled."
Joffrey says "It did not spill."
Margaery says "My love, come back to me. It's time for my father's toast."
Joffrey says "Well, how does he expect me to toast without wine? Uncle, you can be my cup-bearer seeing as you're too cowardly to fight."
Tyrion says "Your Grace does me a great honor."
Joffrey miffed "It's not meant as an honor."
Tyrion stands and walks over to Joffrey, who purposely drops his goblet. As Tyrion tried to pick it up, he kicks it away.
Joffrey says "Bring me my goblet."
Jaime sitting with anger and he is going to stand and I hold his arm pined him next to me as Genna whispers to me to stop him.
Tyrion kneels down to get the goblet. Sansa watches Joffrey and She picks up the goblet and hands it to Tyrion and he brings it to Joffrey.
Joffrey says "What good is an empty cup? Fill it" Tyrion pours wine for Joffrey in front of Cersei and hands it to him "Kneel. Kneel before your king" Tyrion does not budge "Kneel. I said... kneel!"
Margaery standing "Look, the pie."
The crowd applauds, and the attention turns to the giant pie carried in by four men.
"My queen." Joffrey strides forward and hews the pie with his sword. To his surprise, doves are released from the pie. He looks triumphant.
Margaery says "Wonderful. Wonderful. My hero."
I turn to Jaime "If I stayed more I am going to vomit"
The pie is served to the guests.
Sansa asks "Can we leave now?"
Tyrion says "Let's find out."
Margaery feeds a forkful of pie to Joffrey.
Joffrey says "Uncle. Where are you going? You're my cup-bearer, remember?"
Tyrion says "I thought I might change out of these wet clothes, Your Grace."
Joffrey says "No, no, no. No, you're perfect the way you are. Serve me my wine" Tyrion looks to Sansa "Well, hurry up. This pie is dry"
Tyrion fumes as he gets the goblet for Joffrey.
Joffrey drinks deeply "Mm, good. Needs washing down."
Tyrion says "If it please Your Grace, Lady Sansa is very tired."
"No" coughing "No, you'll wait here... un..." Joffrey grabs his own throat, choking.
Tyrion says "Your Grace?"
Joffrey says "It's nothing."
Margaery says "He's choking!"
All of us stand looking at him. Olenna says "Help the poor boy" Joffrey turns towards the crowd, choking and staggering "Idiots, help your king"
I and Sansa share a look means karma is a bitch. Jaime stands "Move away!" He runs to Joffrey as he vomits and I follow Jaime "Joffrey! Joffrey!"
Cersei runs to us "Help him! Someone help him!" Joffrey gags "Joffrey! Joffrey! Joffrey!"
Tyrion, I, and Margaery watch aghast. Cersei and Jaime continue to try to help Joffrey. Tywin heads to Tommen and closes Tommen's eyes not to see his brother in that way.
Cersei to Jaime "Don't touch him!" Joffrey gurgles and chokes. His face is turning purple, his eyes glazed, and vomit lining his cheeks. He spasms. Cersei pleads "Joffrey. Please, Joffrey. Joffrey, what is it? Help him!"
Blood streams out of Joffrey's nose. He convulses painfully. Cersei cries as she watches him. He reaches a hand out towards Tyrion, who at that moment picks up the goblet from before him.
Joffrey gaps a final time as blood streams from his nose, his face a horrid shade of purple. He dies.
Cersei grives "My son."
Harwin stands behind me.
Lyonel says "He's gone. Our king is gone."
I put my hand on Jaime's shoulder.
Cersei angrily to her father "He did this. He poisoned my son, your king. Take him. Take him! Take him! Take him!"
Two guards grab Tyrion. Cersei looks upon the lifeless body of Joffrey.