Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 31 The Dinner Party at Winterfell
The Great Hall of Winterfell.

The welcome dinner for the king was full of excitement, and the whole city of Winterfell was present.

On the dais are the Duke and Duchess of Stark and the King and Queen.

The princes and princesses and the duke's children sat in a slightly lower position.Sansa is with the Crown Prince, Arya is with Prince Tommen, Robb is with Princess Myrcella, and Bran is looking after his three-year-old brother Rickon.

As for Jon, the bastard, Lady Catelyn did not want him to insult the crown, but kept him with the young squires at the end of the hall.

The king laughed loudly, "Ned, how is it? Is my appearance shocking enough today? It's really enjoyable! "King's Landing", a good name, created by my son!"

Hearing Robert call his nickname, Eddard forced a smile at his brother and king Robert.

The conversation with the king in the catacombs in the afternoon did not cheer Ed.

The responsibility of the former Prime Minister is too great.He will issue orders on behalf of the king, exercise authority, command the armed forces, and administer justice.In the event of the king's absence, illness, or other unexpected events, he will even sit on the Iron Throne and rule the country directly.

In comparison, Ed prefers the title of Duke of Winterfell.

But the brothers who grew up and fought together asked him for help, and at the same time it was an appointment from the king, how could he refuse?
And the king even proposes an engagement between Sansa and Prince Joffrey.

Ed thought a lot.

Joffrey silently followed the Duke and Duchess of Stark.

The success or failure of this trip to Winterfell is of great importance. What kind of development route can be chosen in the future depends on the position of the Stark family.

So far the plot seems to be going well.Eddard Stark did not refuse to go south on the spot, which meant success.

Some hesitation will lead to denial, and some hesitation will be tantamount to consent.

The next focus will be on the next generation of the Stark family. After getting a few wolf cubs, the north will become a stable rear for at least a few years.

Joffrey looked at the pups around him.

Robb tried to be calm and polite in every move, Arya could hardly stay idle, and Bran took care of little Rickon while listening to the knights below telling stories.

Sansa's eyes flickered as soon as they collided with him, and the girl's thoughts were all written on her face.

Joffrey shook his head and tossed his blond hair, letting the warm firelight reveal his exquisite face to Sansa's eyes.

"Sansa, it's too hot here. I really want to know more about this ancient and great castle. Would you like to take me out for a stroll?"

Sansa hardly thought about what the prince had said, "I do."

She just felt like a dream come true.

Joffrey carefully supported Sansa's hand to stand up, and moved towards the gate step by step along the crowded aisle.

Many people noticed this scene by the high platform.Except for Ed Stark who moved his lower lip, everyone else only gave teasing eyes and kind smiles.

Jon wondered what Joffrey really wanted.

Just as the two were about to step through the gate, Jon heard the crown prince's voice.

"You have a place in King's Landing."

In a simple sentence, Jon remembered the conversation with the crown prince in the afternoon.

King's Landing City, can I also go to King's Landing?Most of the night watchmen are scum and villains?What can I do in King's Landing?
Uncle Benjen Stark threw an arm at him.

"Jon, what are you thinking?"

Jon hesitated for a moment. He had already decided to tell his uncle that he was going to join the Night's Watch, but now...

"Nothing, uncle."

Bai Ling nibbled at his hand tenderly, and he fiddled with its fluffy fur without eating.

Winterfell was exceptionally quiet at this moment.

A door seems to separate two worlds, the inside is lively and restless, and the outside is cold and lonely.

What a dark lonely city.

Sansa shivered slightly and let out a breath of hot air, which dissipated into white mist in the cold air.

Joffrey untied the woolen cloak thoughtfully and put it on for her.

The golden cloak of the crowned stag draped over her cloak bearing the direwolf sigil, almost like a solemn wedding cloak changing.

In the warmth and fantasy, Sansa was intoxicated.

The atmosphere was good, Joffrey hugged the dazed girl tightly, and the two snuggled together in the ice and snow to keep warm.

After an unknown amount of time, Sansa came back to her senses shyly.

"Joffrey~"

She wanted to push Joffrey away, but she was afraid that her prince might misunderstand.

"Let's go back to the lobby. It's so dark outside that we can't see anything. It's really scary."

Joffrey didn't want to waste time at the feast.

He picked up a torch and held Sansa in his arms with the other hand, "Don't be afraid, with me around, no ghosts will come near you. If no one else is around, we can just talk about what's on our minds."

He can guarantee that he has absolute affection for Sansa.

A beautiful girl who loves herself, pure and innocent, and has a powerful and ancient Stark family as a dowry, who dares to say that he doesn't love Sansa?
The two walked slowly in the castle of night.

The snow under the feet rustled regularly, and the torches crackled, reflecting the small space within a few meters.

In the silence and darkness, the two felt each other's presence even more.

Sansa has an illusion that the world seems to be only so big, and there are only two people who love each other deeply.I wish the road was longer.

They stopped at a windless corner.

The faint scent of Sansa's auburn hair soon lingers around.

Joffrey looked deeply into the girl's blue eyes.

"Sansa, the first time I saw you, I just thought I saw a beautiful and noble princess. You can't just let the northern border have you, you should become the queen of the seven kingdoms, and let the whole world see the real beauty."

Sansa's complexion was flushed, and her eyes were as bright as spring water, as if she was in a dream.

Joffrey stroked the girl's long hair.

"Bless the gods. My beautiful princess, our father has decided to betroth us. I can only feel happy for it."

"Sansa, the queen of love and beauty in my heart, will you be my wife?"

How could a girl longing for love refuse?

"Gods! Joffrey, my prince, of course I will!"

The two pairs of eyes attract each other and hide from time to time.

The two got closer and closer.

Sansa felt the prince's hot breath and hot love.

This could only be a beautiful dream.

The prince's lips and teeth pressed against each other, and a burst of numbing lightning flowed through Sansa's whole body, shaking her thinking away, only the feeling on the tip of her tongue was still clear.

Sansa lost all strength in an instant.

Before she completely softened, the prince's powerful arms wrapped around her, and then there was a more violent storm.

She tasted the prince.Thick and warm, full of vitality, the breath of fire, the smell of steel, the mysterious touch of flesh and blood that tempts you to fall into hell.

An obsessive feeling she couldn't even dream of.

This is not a dream.

In a blur of consciousness, she was sure of this irrefutable fact, and there was nothing but wild joy in her heart.

Gods bless.

Let this moment last forever.

(End of this chapter)