You had been kept in the palace since the execution of your father, Ned Stark. Joffery was still meaning to marry you. Every day you had to do as he asked, bent the knee to him, and do as he asked. The boy who had your father killed. Your sister, Arya had escaped, you didn't know where she was. But hoped it was somewhere better than here in Kingslanding. You often thought of your brother Rob-leading the war in the north, your mother, your brothers, where were they... You wish you could have gone back to before. You had been a foolish girl. Too selfish. Wanting to be queen and not knowing the monster you had tied yourself too.

Your eyes were red with tears as you knelt in the throne room. Joffery held a crossbow aimed at you. He took great pleasure in seeing you like this. "You are here to answer for your brothers latest treasons." "Your grace...whatever my traitor brother has don't I had no part...you know that! I beg of you please!" You pleaded. It killed you to call him a traitor. You had to do what you needed to survive... Joffery pondered for a moment. He sighed. Seemingly had enough of scaring you. The Hound stood beside him like a loyal dog, silently and stoically watching. "Killing you would send a message...but my mother insists on keeping you alive." You stood, trying to stifle the tears in your eyes. "So we'll have to send him a message another way." He signalled to a guard. "Leave her face. I like her pretty." The guard punched you and beat you onto the floor. "My lady's overdressed. Unburden her." The guard tore the back of your dress. You covered yourself. As the guard raised his sword Tyrion Lannister (the one good Lannister) walked in a stopped it. He scolded his nephew, Joffery, and told someone to get something to cover you with.

The Hound stepped forward he took off his cloak and draped it over you. Standing close beside you. He hated the Lannisters. But he was their dog.