You were the very unfortunate betrothed to the now young king, Joffrey Baratheon. Most would envy you to be in your position, but oh how they would regret envying you. Since Joffrey was a cruel person and an awful king, especially to you. He did many things to torture you, without actually having you brutally tortured but still. And to think that you had to marry him one day…

Well today was just one of those days where he decided to be unbelievably cruel to you, and how did he do that you may ask? Well he decided to have a few of his Kingsgaurd knights beat you, which wasn’t the first time he had done that. All of the ones he had chosen, had already beat you all for the exception of one. Arys Oakheart. You had always had thought he was kinder to you than the others, which was very much true. The beating had gone on, in the throne room as Joffrey watched before his uncle Tyrion came in and talked as much sense into him as he possibly could. And as Joffrey was leaving the throne room, because he was already done with torturing you for the day. Arys the only one to had not beat you, walked over to you and took off his white cloak and put it around your shoulders since your dress was slightly torn in the back.

“I’m sorry, my lady.” Arys said to you quietly, as he offered you a hand to get up from the ground.