5. The Purple Wedding pt.1

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I was going to the destination with my brother while he was going to sit far away I was going to be next to Tyrion

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I was going to the destination with my brother while he was going to sit far away I was going to be next to Tyrion.












I got to the place where Tyrion was, he was next to a red head girl who I decided to talk to, "Hello, I am Princess Aurora, and you are?" She looked at me, "Sansa Stark, I am Tyrion wife." She put her hand out and I shamed it shocked by what I just heard, "Really wow, congratulations." I say taking my spot in between her and Tyrion.







While I was talking to Sansa till a old woman came and started talking to her, I saw that the women picked something off of Sansa's necklace and left, "Who was that?" I pointed at the old woman, "Olenna Tyrell, she is the new queen grandmother." Tyrion whispered I nodded and patted his hand.










In the corner of my eye I saw a man in a knight's uniform with golden hair staring at me, "And who is that?" I pointed at the man staring at me to Tyrion, "That would be my brother, Jaimie he is known as the Kingslayer." I hummed and looked at him, "I didn't know you were married." He froze a little.






"She is technically not my wife it is strictly platonic, besides she is too young and will break many hearts I bet." He patted my hand and we looked back to the wedding.










"And now we will have a play in my honor of how I won the Battle Of Blackwater." Joffrey said.











I rolled my eyes at this and looked in the crowd for Oberyn who obviously sticking his tongue down the throat of Ellaria his favorite, "And who is that with your brother?" Tyrion asked, "Ellaria Sand the bastard of the Lord of Hellholt, she is my brothers paramour." "Why doesn't he marry her if he loves her so much?"






I sighed, "In Dorne we do not care about a persons birth or anything, but we still have rules of our ancestors before us that we can't marry a bastard." He hummed.

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