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[meryllfrey]

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“His grace has a unique way of winning the hearts of his subjects.”

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[aeksionmuna]

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The unfortunate thing was this: Joffrey was shamefully fond of his grandmother. She had always been gentler than Tywin, and a good skirt to hide behind if he happened to upset Tyrion or Jaime. As he grew older, though, started falling more into his own line than anyone else’s - taking after his father - her softness had started to harden.

And she seemed to think she had a place in telling him things like this.

“No one makes my choices for me, grandmother,” he replied, voice snipped with impatience.

"Just because you're the king does not mean you get to decide everything," Joanna corrected him, not a bit put off by his harsh tone. "Your marriage is one such thing that will not be left to the whims of a spoiled boy."

[lionwithouthonour-blog]

“I’d say ‘feed it to the birds’ but I think it’d kill them" - indominusjoff

“Well, maybe someday you’ll do your own cooking,” Jaime muttered, shooting an irritated glance at the boy for his less-than-helpful commentary on the matter. “Then you’ll be in a position to judge other people’s...attempts...”

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[daenfireys-a]

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She hated Kings Landing. Even if it had been just a day since arrived, the Dothraki at least didn’t smell like human feces that much. At least she was going to only be here and wipe out all the little pawns soon enough. She just had to earn their trust and regain her rightful place on the throne. All she had to do was wipe out the lions and stags and she would be Queen. Queen. What a dreamer she was, giving a soft nod at the handmaiden who looked like a crow to her. She wanted to be wed and get done with this faster than anything she had ever done.

As she was led into the great hall, there the arrogant prince sat with his legs spread and half his body sunken in to the throne, her throne. She feigned a smile and bowed to her betrothed, although he wasn’t quite her type of – person, she had to make due. He was a skinny looking boy, for his age he should be like Viserys, his arms should be as big as his thighs. Her eyes spoke greeting but she knew that there were hidden daggers and traps in them. She could see it in his eyes as well.

                         “      Greetings your grace, it is a pleasure to finally meet you.”