"Mother, why am I not crowned yet as the King of the Seven Kingdoms? I am the oldest among my siblings. I deserve to sit on the Iron Throne," Joffrey demanded of his mother one night after the mourning period for his father had passed.

Cersei had been handling everything around, and hearing her son say that made her both angry and bitter. She also wanted her son to sit on the throne, but she knew that doing so would lead to her own demise, as well as that of her son and even Jaime.

"Joffrey, my child, your time will come one day. Your uncles will come after us if you sit on the throne. Do you want a throne riddled with wars and assassinations? You might be killed once you sit on the throne," Cersei cautioned.

"They wouldn't dare to lay a hand on me. They didn't dare to do so when my father sat on the throne. They wouldn't dare to do so once I sit on the Iron Throne. I will kill my uncles for conspiring against the King and take their heads," Joffrey shouted in anger.

"My child, it is not easy to bear the crown. Let it pass, and you will get your throne one day," Cersei said, trying to placate him.

"She is lying; you will never sit on the throne," came a voice from the side. Both of them instantly turned around to see a petite woman standing inside their private room.

It was Arya.

"You," Joffrey was appalled at how someone could enter their room, and he felt like he had seen her somewhere. Cersei's knees shook as she saw Arya. Without even a moment's notice, she went down on her knees in front of Arya and said.

"Please... Please... Spare my child. I have done everything possible. I have never strayed away from my path. Please spare my child," Cersei pleaded.

"Mother," Joffrey was angry that someone invaded their private room and just shouted.

"Guards... Guards... Come and get this assassin... Come..."

"Nobody is coming. The guards have been killed," Arya said as she ate an apple with a small pointy knife. Cersei's heartbeat was off the charts as she could tell that Arya had come for business. Joffrey was dumbfounded and didn't believe her; he just ran out.

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Arya didn't try to stop him and just let him go. He couldn't run far since she had put up a barrier that wouldn't allow anyone to come in or leave, no matter what. The barrier was invisible and silent, a small trick that Corazon had taught her while making barriers.

Cersei was still on her knees, shaking in fear and agony. She didn't know what she should do. After a minute or so, Joffrey came back, sweating hard and with a sword in his hand.

"You witch... Who the fuck are you? What is happening in my home? Tell me right now, or I will kill you," Joffrey shouted. He was appalled that he couldn't go out. He saw the dead guards and also came across the barrier to which he tried to break with his hands, sword and even a hammer, but to no avail.

This made him sure that the woman was a witch and thus came charging in. Cersei, who was having a mental breakdown, came running towards him and tried taking away the sword.

"Mother.. What are you doing?"

"I am saving you. You can't fight her. She can kill us very easily. Listen to me."

"You.. Is she the reason I can't sit on the throne. Good. I understand now. I will kill her and then I will kill you for betraying the throne and your King. That will be lesson for people who conspire against the throne."

Cersei was appalled hearing his words. She never thought that her own flesh and blood had become so crazy that he was ready to kill his own mother. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Arya's eye brows arched when she heard that. This guy was beyond crazy.

"You know what. I will duel you with swords, and if you can win against me, you will walk free." Arya said.

"You don't get to decide the rules here witch." Joffrey shouted as he charged at her while Cersei shouted 'no'. Arya just waved her hand on which she was wearing the sling ring. A portal opened and the momentum of Joffrey made me pass the portal. The portal was opened again on the other side of the room and his face planted on the floor as he couldn't contain himself.

Joffrey almost felt his world was buzzing as he slowly got up. Cersei looked horrified but hesitated to go and help her son. There was a small cut on his face at the moment as while falling down the sword in his hand nicked at his face.

The cut wasn't that big but blood still flowed down from his face a bit.

"Are you ready now to fight me fair and square or do I need to throw you off the cliff of the castle." Arya said. Joffrey was seething in anger but his rationality still prevailed, well at least a bit of rationality.

"Come at me witch. I will sever the head from your shoulders." Joffrey said. Cersei screamed no, but Joffrey just looked at her with disgust. Arya walked out of the room while Joffrey followed by, he was tempted to stab her from the back while following her and he did so and this time Arya wasn't very forthcoming in return like last time.

As Joffrey took a swing at her head from behind, a golem rose up from the ground and blocked the attack. Joffrey now looked dumbfounded. The golem not only stopped the attack but also snatched away the sword from his hand.

Joffrey was so horrified that he made run on the other side away from the golem while screaming like a mad man but he couldn't go far as the barrier came into play and since this was an elevated open ground.