Jon felt uncomfortable as he found himself seated away from his family, seeing them so far away made him question if this was a safe place to be. All Jon wanted to do was be near his mother and sisters. Arya seemed to feel the same way, she didn't like how Jon looked sitting beside the royal family. Joffrey looked their way, he smirked a bit knowing that they were kept separate. He had always enjoyed feeling superior no matter who was around him. Jon looked to Joffrey for a moment and then back to his family, Joffrey and Cersei began to talk across Jon. The omega leaned back into his chair to try and leave an opening for them to speak. Most of the leaders of the many houses had appeared now. The Boltons and the Greyjoys were begrudgingly sitting on the same table, the tension was as thick as ice.

Jon could tell his 'brother', Theon, was uncomfortable with his family being there. Jon felt a kinship with him more so now, knowing they both had been raised by the Starks as one of their own when they truly were not their full blood, or blood at all. Jon at least had a connection through his apparent mother, but taking in a Targaryen was dangerous even for his father.

House Martel took up an entire table of their own, their bright colors made sense with their abilities as well as their main way of killing. Jon knew not to cross them, or poison would run through his veins bubbling within.

House Tyrell looked beautiful as always, seated in the center. It was clear to Jon that Cersei wanted this to be a spectacle, she wanted everyone to bear witness to her son's big day. Becoming king of the seven kingdoms and the marriage that was to take place. Jon felt uncertain if having all of these houses together was safe, but they were here non the less.

The only houses that Jon did not see were house Aryn and house Tully, but that did not surprise Jon. They were 'lower' ranking, less stake in the kingdom, less care. They enjoyed their home, they enjoyed their station. Others wished to fight for the iron throne that Jon would soon stand beside as the 'loyal' wife to the next king.

Jon shuttered at the thought.

Gods he was done with royalty.

Cersei watched as her husband stood and raised a glass. "To all the houses that have made the journey to witness Joffrey taking his footing as future king, once I retire," the crowd laughed but Jon noticed Cersei's scowl. "As well as the union between House Stark and House Baratheon."

Jon heard Cersei whisper under her breath. "House Lannister."

He cocked his head softly, her blood was secondary to the blood of Joffrey's father, though as a queen he was sure that she simply just was stating where her house stood in this 'race'. Jon continued to eat, more focused on filling his belly despite the fact all he wanted to do was take his dragons and run.

Jon lifted his spoon up to eat some soup when his eyes locked on someone across the room. His breath caught in his throat and he nearly dropped his silverware, Sandor noticed the omega's scent darken for a moment. No one else seemed to, however, Sandor tried to look where Jon was looking. Jora locked eyes with Sandor and he raced down the hall after the staff that Jon had seen.

"Hey, you, stop in the name of the king."

The girl quickly froze and turned, and the two locked eyes. Jora cocked his head in surprise. "How did you get here?"

"I was sent here," she simply replied, "they just wanted to check on him. No harm is to come to what belongs to them." Jora pulled out his sword, and the woman took another two steps back. "I was hired, that is all, I do not wish harm upon him either. Please..."

"How did you get in the building?" Jora asked as he raised his weapon.

"A boat same as you," she hissed back, "there are many that wish the dragon back upon the throne. Throughout the seven kingdoms and beyond." She took another two steps back, her heartbeat quickening, she hoped honesty was all that she needed in this moment.

"Where are they hiding?"

"That I cannot tell you," she lowered her eyes. "Please I was just sent to check on him, I was already beaten for not following after the dothraki left him behind. I was to stand at his side and I did not, I left and I was injured greatly for my mistake. I do not handle fire the way they do." She lifted the left side of her dress and exposed a large burn across her leg.

Jora watched her, but refused to let her leave.

Jon's safety was too important to him, he needed answers. He watched Sandor slip out through the other doorway, his eyes locked on the women and then Jora's sword.

"You cannot leave, you cannot tell them anything about Jon. Tell me where they hide."

"I can't please..." She begged. She didn't budge from her spot, she was frozen in fear. "Please.."

Sandor began to creep forward on the girl, based on how Jora was speaking she was a spy for the monsters that took and injured Jon. Jora kept her busy. "You were Jon's friend, his handmaid, you helped him learn dothraki. You have to know that they are bad, they sold him to those brutes."

The girl opened her mouth to speak as Sandor grabbed her waist with one hand and placed his hand over her mouth with the other.

She began to struggle in his hold, but the two knights dragged her to the prison cells below. They would have to question her, but they had to tell the king what had happened. If she got in undetected, others would as well.

Jon felt insecure as he watched Sandor and Jora slip out of the dining room. He felt anything could happen to him at any moment. No one else seemed to notice the two leaving the room, but Jon knew, Jon knew and he didn't like it.

Jon lowered his eyes as he felt something bubbling within him.

Panic bristled through the omega, and Cersei took notice quickly of his scent change. "Jon are you okay?" She asked softly, placing her hand on the boy's knee. Jon looked at her and she startled, his eyes slitting for a moment before they went back to normal.

"J-just fine. Just on edge, I am okay."

Cersei looked him over with uncertainty, but returned to the meal as the omega's scent returned to normal. There was something more to Jon and she was determined to pull it forward, but now was not the time.