Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 118 Sansa's Worry

Chapter 118 Sansa's Worry

At night, Daenerys moves into the king's chambers.

The king made no attempt to hide it, and the word quickly spread through the Red Keep, and reached the king's fiancée, Sansa Stark, the next morning.

The elegant bedroom is very quiet.

Sansa lowered her head and continued to finish the brocade on her lap, but the embroidery needles in her hands were trembling uncontrollably, revealing her inner unrest.

The maid who brought the news waited aside.

Jenny Poole quickly motioned for the maid to leave, leaving only her and Sansa in the room.

Jenny sat down gently beside Sansa.

"She is a sinner of the Targaryen blood, and now she is only a servant serving His Majesty. This does not mean anything, and it cannot decide anything."

Sansa stopped what she was doing, staring blankly at the patterns on the brocade.

She embroidered her direwolf Lady, and Joffrey's mount, a white stag.They are playing in the verdant forest, beside a lake of blue water, an iceberg, and a crimson castle.

The ancient poetry in the blank space is only half embroidered.

The second half is a beautiful love story, a sincere and warm confession.

This pair of tapestry is a gift she will give to her fiancé, so that he can know her heart every time he sees this painting.

It's not finished yet.

She wanted to continue, but her hands were too soft to exert any strength.

Jenny Poole gently took her hand and took away the trembling embroidery needle, so as not to pierce the delicate skin and cause unnecessary pain.

"Sansa, are you okay?" Jenny's voice was full of concern.

Sansa nodded, then shook her head again.

She only felt that her brain was in chaos, as if she had thought of a lot, and she seemed to be thinking of nothing, just blankly in a daze.

Daenerys.

Sansa had a hard time focusing her thoughts on the name.

Daenerys.

Sansa thought plaintively of that delicate, pretty face.

It really came true, this woman really brought disaster and confused my prince.Is this the curse and revenge of House Targaryen?

It's been all night.What did she and my prince do?
I am the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms.

Sansa thought of that Hannah again.This woman also often entered the king's bedroom, and there were rumors about Hannah and the king in the Red Castle. Could it be true?

An inexplicable pain and sorrow came from deep inside her, and Sansa felt something breaking.

It was a pure dream.

Sansa remembered the dinner at Winterfell again, that cold night.

Ice and snow cover the earth, like crystal petals, like a white carpet, celebrating the birth of a beautiful love.

The prince kissed her lips affectionately.

He drove away the chill of the night with fire, brought intense joy with flesh, and declared her belonging with arms and chest.

At that time, Sansa's past dreams and prayers came true together.

She will marry a handsome prince, live in a magnificent palace, become the queen of the seven kingdoms, be supported by thousands of people, and become the idol and desire of countless girls.

She will give birth to lovely little princes and princesses and raise them up.

They will rule the country, lead troops in battle, manage fiefdoms, save the people, drive out evil, and promote justice.

They will learn all her skills, even surpassing her mother, marry the lover they want, have the most beautiful family, and spend their lives carefree.

Sansa looked at the dresser.

Jenny Poole followed her gaze and immediately understood what Sansa meant.

Jenny walked over and took out the crown made of winter snow roses from the cabinet.It is still in full bloom, as bright as ever, and full of flowers.

Looking at the clear blue crown, Sansa couldn't help being immersed in the memories of saying goodbye to Winterfell.

In the white light of the morning, Jenny and Beth were chirping and discussing the preparations for the trip, like two cheerful birds.

Sansa felt a little sad.

Little Beth stayed in Winterfell, and failed to go south with everyone.This means that she and Beth will not see each other again for a long time.

And Winterfell.

The distance between the Red Castle and Winterfell is too far, and the road is difficult. After marrying Prince Joffrey, it may take several years to return to Winterfell, and even longer in the next few years.

Jenny and Beth reached an agreement and chose a silver leather robe for Sansa, embroidered with delicate and restrained patterns.

Sansa takes the advice of two good friends.

After changing their clothes, they walked out of the room and walked towards the east gate of Winterfell.

The reluctance and sadness in Sansa's heart gradually receded, replaced by curiosity and anticipation for the prince's gift.

What will be the gift?
Sansa guessed a lot.A dress, a bouquet of flowers, a love poem, a ring.

She expects surprises, but doesn't expect too much.

And the gift she got in the end completely exceeded her expectations, a crown, a laurel crown made of winter snow roses.What a romantic gift.

The prince also called her the queen of love and beauty, and made a passionate confession to her.

It was a dream.

Amid the admiration of the crowd and the envy of her female companion, Sansa fell into intoxication.

Afterwards, the crown did not show any sign of withering.Throughout the journey south, it was as beautiful and full of vitality as it was at the beginning.

Sansa seems to have seen the legend a hundred years later.

The prince made a crown of never-fading winter snow roses and dedicated it to the queen of love and beauty in his heart.For the rest of their lives, their marriage was like the crown, never fading, and as beautiful as ever.

But now, has the happy marriage ended before it even began?

Daenerys will take my future?
Sansa stood up.

Her body was still a little weak, she called out to her best friend, "Jenny, help me over there, I really can't pretend nothing happened."

She whispered foolishly, "Could it be that everything in the past was just a lie? I don't believe it. I don't believe it..."

Jenny Poole could only hold her arm.

In the bedroom.

Joffrey is reviewing the report, Daenerys, Viserys and others are serving.

Sansa came in from the door with a sad look on her face.

Joffrey waved the crowd away, looked at Jeyne Poole, and helped Sansa to his couch with her.

"What's the matter? His face is so pale. Has the maester looked at it?" Joffrey asked with concern, as if he really didn't know the reason.

Looking at the prince's calm eyes, Sansa almost thought that she was worrying for no reason.

But the Daenerys I saw just now can't be fake.

Sansa poured out all the worries in her heart, expressed her fears, expressed her resentment towards Daenerys, and expressed her desire and doubts about love and marriage.

Joffrey sighed. "Sansa, how can you doubt the true love between us? Even the sacred marriage contract?"

Jenny also said in relief: "Your Majesty must have considered carefully."

Joffrey said seriously, "For the sake of world peace and the unity of mankind, I have to put aside my personal preferences and honors and endure Daenerys, and even more others."

Sansa was confused.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like