[♛] —— The arrival of Robert and his men was
one that Asha had not looked upon
with much joy. It had been Stannis that
had smashed her Uncle’s fleets, and Robert
himself that had led the Siege of Pyke. But
Sansa —- all she seemed to care for was that
petulant little brat, Joffrey. She made eyes at
him — quite often, too. How foul.“Mayhaps you shall be, Sansa. Though I would not be so quick to place all your love
in a boy you have only just met.”

:: 〖 ❣ 〗――— ::
The arrival of the king heralded
good news. her lord father was offered
Hand of the king and she was to be the
charming prince’s intended– how could
anyone begrudge her happiness? Blue
eyes seemed to see no warnings in her
words and she simply beamed.
”But he’s everything I’ve ever
dreamed of– he’s such a handsome
prince and when he smiled at me–
oh, did you see? I think we’ll be perfect.“
[♛] —— Sansa was a child still; Asha did not expect a worldly sensibility from her. Though, the girl did seem happy –...