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were_lemurGame of Thrones, Sansa Stark, teen and up, not mine. AU: Sansa brought a knife to the traitor's walkway.
Trigger Warning: major character death and graphic depictions of violence.
Sansa kept her silence as she followed Joffrey out onto the traitor's walkway. He gestured to her father's head on a pike, smiling as if he was presenting a gift, and held out a hand to her. She could do nothing but obey.
She turned away for a moment, concealing her movement as she pulled out the tiny fruit knife hidden beneath her overdress.
Then she stepped into Joffrey's arms, and drove the knife in and up.
The last thing she heard, before the Hound's sword fell, was Joffrey's agonized scream. The last thing she saw was her father's smile.
Trigger Warning: major character death and graphic depictions of violence.
Sansa kept her silence as she followed Joffrey out onto the traitor's walkway. He gestured to her father's head on a pike, smiling as if he was presenting a gift, and held out a hand to her. She could do nothing but obey.
She turned away for a moment, concealing her movement as she pulled out the tiny fruit knife hidden beneath her overdress.
Then she stepped into Joffrey's arms, and drove the knife in and up.
The last thing she heard, before the Hound's sword fell, was Joffrey's agonized scream. The last thing she saw was her father's smile.
