The Sun was setting over, casting a golden glow over the gardens and the room Prince Joffrey and Sansa were at. Sansa Stark, resplendent in her gown, felt a flutter in her chest as she walked towards Prince Joffrey who sat on a bench, and playing a music, his eyes fixed intently on her. He rose to his feet, his smile radiant as he approached her.
"Ah, Sansa, you look lovely," he said, taking her hand. "I must say, I'm thrilled to have you here tonight.
"What's the matter, My Prince? You look very happy."
"Oh, something beautiful happend tonight."
"What?"
"Us."
Sansa's heart skipped a beat as he led her to the bench. The music was indeed enchanting, and she found herself swaying to the rhythm as they sat together. Prince Joffrey's hand brushed against hers as he reached for a cup of wine, sending shivers down her spine.
As the night wore on, Sansa found herself lost in the music and the prince's charming conversation. She couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging, of being part of something special.
"Oh, Sansa, my love," he said, his voice husky with emotion. "You are my sun, my moon, my stars. Without you, I am but a dull blade, without purpose or passion. You are my everything, my princess."
Sansa felt her cheeks flush as she gazed up at him. She knew that this was just a romantic gesture, but it was hard to deny the flutter in her chest. As she looked into his eyes, she saw something there that gave her pause - a glimmer of sincerity, of longing.
"I must say," she said, trying to sound casual, "your poem is quite... moving."
Prince Joffrey's eyes lit up with pleasure. "Ah, thank you, Sansa. I'm glad you enjoyed it."
Sansa felt like she was trapped in a web of his own making. She knew that she had to be careful, that she couldn't let her emotions get the better of her. But as she looked into Prince Joffrey's eyes, she saw something there that made her hesitate - a glimmer of something that might be real.
And so she smiled, and nodded, and let him take her hand once more.
As the night wore on, Prince Joffrey excused himself from Sansa's side, his mind preoccupied with the events of the day. He had been feeling increasingly anxious, ever since the incident with Arya Stark. Her wound was still fresh, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that he was somehow responsible for it.
He made his way to the tower where Arya was being kept, his footsteps echoing off the stone walls. The door was guarded by two of his loyal men-at-arms, who stepped aside as he approached.
"Ah, Prince Joffrey," one of them said, bowing. "How may I assist you?"
"Just check on Miss Stark's injury," Joffrey replied, his voice curt. "I want to make sure she's recovering well."
The guards nodded and led him to the room where Arya was being tended to by a pair of maesters. She lay on a bed, her eyes fixed intently on the ceiling as she breathed shallowly.
"Ah, good prince," one of the maesters said, bowing. "Miss Stark is doing well, considering the severity of her wound. We've applied a poultice to speed up her healing, and she should be back on her feet in a few days' time."
"Yes, Thank you. Could you exuse us I want to discuss something with Miss Stark."
"Yes, My prince." The Measter replied as every maeaster bowed and went outside. As he looked back at Arya, he was met with a sight that took his breath away. Arya Stark lay on a bed, her eyes still fixed intently on the ceiling as she is still breathing shallowly. But despite her injuries, she looked up at him with a spark of recognition in her eyes.
"Ah, Prince Joffrey," she said, her voice weak but clear. "I'm glad you're here."
Joffrey's expression softened as he approached her. "Arya, I'm so sorry about what happened," he said, his voice low. "I didn't mean for things to go that far."Arya's gaze never wavered as he spoke. "You didn't mean for me to get hurt, and it's not your fault the land collapsed. You are the one who actually saved me so I should say thank you for that." she corrected him. As she continued.
"But you said I shouldn't."
"What?" Joffrey asked in a state of confusion.
"Once you helped from the wolves. And when I trued to thank you, You said that thae friends don't thank and apologize to each other. They help and forgive each other.
Joffrey still thinking of the situation as Arya read his face and continued.
"You helped me to go out and even played Joust and Swords when I asked to. During your stay in the Winterfell. In one of these trips You helped me when I was attacked by wolves. You don't remember?"
"No, It's just that so much happend yesterday That I was worried and couldn't think of anything else."
Arya smiled, "Those are one of my memorable moments. I can't forget them even if I want to. You were trying so hard to be my friend probably because you wanted to get close with Sansa. "
"No, I just wanted your approval to be with your sister actually."
"Yes." Arya said it softly with a sad tone. As Joffrey couldn't understand her tone.
"Arya, I think you are actually good at swords. You remember I asked if you want to learn from me then I will teach you further?"
"Ofcourse, I am not like you."
"Ofcourse you are not."
"What did you said?"
"You are not like me yet. And if you are mad about me forgetting the time with you. Then it's that forget that I remeber it not as the most memorable moment but one of many and I wish ans hope you would have it as one of the many memorable momebts. As in the Future our moments will be very memorable as well. So What do you say, Arya do you want to learn from me?"
"You should have just asked that. And I the answer is No I will Not just learn but master it from you and surpass You."
"Yes, but you have to learn it first."
"I know! But I am making it exciting like you said friends do."
"When did I said that?"
"Huh? You forgot that as well."
"I said exciting and fun."
"You are using my words against me."
"I told you I didn't forget anything. As you sow so shall you reap."
Both of them laughed and as Prince Joffrey put a front fist infront of Arya as he smiled.
"Let's see if you remember."
"I told you ofcourse I do."
Arya made a similar fist and bumped it with Prince Joffrey as She Shouted.
"Beacuse I Am Your Friend!"
Both of them smiled as The sun rise and the light shined upon thier smiling faces and bumped fists.