Game of Thrones: Deadly Alliances

Chapter 1 of my new Game of Thrones story, story 4 in my Reunions series, hope you enjoy it :)

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Margaery

When Margaery Tyrell awoke, it was with a smile. Today was the important day after all; the next step in her family's plan. Joffrey was dead, his younger brother Tommen was to become King in his place. Thanks to her family's arrangements, the quick planning had ensured that she would be married to him and it was now the day of their wedding.

She went to the window and observed the day; smiling warmly as she noted the warmth, the sun. Things were already all prepared; she was ready; while playing her role in the plans of her family, her own plans even, she had to admit she was enjoying this on a personal level. She had spent time with Tommen before and had to admit, she found him much more bearable company than Joffrey.

'All the same, this is all a means to an end. That is why we got rid of Joffrey.' She thought to herself. 'We must gain more power, to do that I must be Queen, marry the King and ensure our family's rise to the top. But that King didn't have to be Joffrey.'

She knew all about Joffrey's cruelty and his actions against other religions too; having witnessed the latter events first hand. While he had been a useful stepping stone; Joffrey's usefulness had ended, she and her family agreed Tommen would be preferable as King, more easy for them to manipulate.

She knew it would soon be time for her to get ready. As she waited she considered their next move.

'It will not be long now; once I am married to Tommen; I will be well on my way to finally rising to where I need to be.' She noted. 'A few soft words here, some suggestions in his ear and Tommen will be putty in my hands; everything will begin to change, just as we want them.'

However she knew that there were still issues to overcome; those would be her main challenge.

Shaking her head she considered. 'There's still the issue of the Baratheon bastard, Gendry, along with the threat posed by the North. They'll be attacking us soon, Bran Stark's wedding has occurred and now they are ready to march. But even that isn't as dangerous as the main threat, the one I face here, within these very walls.'

It was at that moment her maid's arrived and they began getting her ready for her wedding. As they did so, she pondered her main threat; Cersei Lannister.

'She is determined to stop me, worse, to ruin me…I must be cautious around her and ensure she cannot win.'

She was determined for that; no matter what Cersei Lannister tried; she would not let her succeed. She had to outmaneuver this woman; luckily it was clear that whatever thin grip Cersei had on power was slipping, particularly due to her losing support from her brother, her father no longer trusting her.

Margaery smiled as she ran all this through her mind. 'Yes; she can't have much left…I just need to figure out a way to remove the last vestiges of power from her and she will be helpless.'

It was then the servants announced she was ready.

Grinning Margaery left her chambers and went to meet with her family, as arranged. Her parents, grandmother, along with Garlan and Leonette were all seated, all prepared for the wedding, seated, talking quietly amongst themselves. They looked up as she entered and all smiled.

"Ah, my girl, you look amazing." Her father remarked tenderly as he stood.

Margaery smiled warmly, accepting her father's embrace easily. "Thank you, father."

Alerie also stepped forwards and embraced her. "Oh Margaery, you look so grown up, I am so proud."

"Thank you mother; grandmother…Are we all ready?" She replied, turning to her grandmother.

Olenna nodded with a small smile. "Yes, once this wedding is over, we'll be all prepared to make our move."

Garlan and Leonette both nodded and Garlan spoke. "Never fear Margaery, just remember everything we do, I will be here to watch over you for now and once he returns, Loras, being in the Kingsguard will do so; even after I have to leave."

Leonette agreed. "Indeed; do not fear the physical threats and focus on dealing with the political ones, but you already knew that."

"Yes and we already know of course, that our main threat is losing power…It may even cease to be the main threat." Margaery replied.

They all shared a look, knowing what she meant, of course that simply left them with a new threat to consider. But now wasn't the time to dwell on such matters. They all left, preparing to head for the Sept, ready for the wedding.

Margaery was smiling wider as she sat; her mind still lingered on the ceremony at the Sept. She had to admit, it was wonderful; when it came to kiss, it was a little off-centre, Tommen slightly clumsy and unsure; but she found that remarkably cute.

Now they were back in the throne room, seated at the grand table, with everybody all gathered and seated, ready for the wedding feast. Before the feast began, no doubt fears still lingering following Joffrey's death, the food was tested beforehand as was the wine and it was all confirmed that there was no poison, the feast then began.

"It was a wonderful ceremony, wasn't it?" She queried, turning to her new husband.

The boy smiled at her; yet clearly still nervous. "Y-yes, I thought, it was quite beautiful…Not as beautiful as you of course, I…"

She laughed softly; stopping him before he started rambling, kissing him softly. She parted and he smiled in a lop-sided fashion; allowing him to recover, Margaery decided now would be a good time to bring up an issue that was important to her.

"Tommen, we need to talk, about one of your brother's decrees, one I don't think should have been passed." She said. "It involves his actions against people who don't follow the Seven…"

Tommen's expression went grave and he nodded slowly. "I know what you're talking about; I've had doubts about it myself."

Margaery nodded. "We must put a stop to it, you can do this; you simply need to tell your grandfather that you want to do this, you are King after all."

Tommen nodded; a determined look on his face; and Margaery smiled, knowing it had worked. She had to admit, while politically her marriage to Tommen was considered important; personally she was happy with it too, she certainly found Tommen delightful company.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.