Hand Sansa over to Cersei

You grip the young fiery redhead arm taking her back to the wedding area. You stride forward the wedding people spread apart from each other as you walk in. All of the Noble family members, knights, peasants, and other types of people stare in shock at you as you dragged Sansa Stark to the queen.

Queen Cersei grin with daggers in her eyes. She look like she was ready to kill Sansa on the spot. She stood next to her brother the kingslayer with the other kingsguard surrounding them. Joffrey still lay dead with a old looking maester checking his vitals.

Cersei walk over to you. "Thank you sir "

"I'm not a knight my queen." You say bowing.

"Well we'll gonna change that very soon. But first hand her over to me." She said reaching out.