"No man can help us. Men can't even help themselves."

"I can Ms. Stark." You said knowing her path of ****, marriage to Tyrion, marriage to the Bolton bastard, and to the future of Little Finger's unnecessary flirting. "I know so many things about you and your dear handmaiden." You gave a mischievous grin looking Shae up and down. Sansa's body is frozen by your words.

Sansa's mind turned over trying to think of any clue that you could possibly know about her and her situation. She stared you down, her needle in her hand. Shae starting to give her worried about you, and knowledge about her livelihood.

You said. "Men can't help anyone. But there are always women who can rise up and take control." Your eyes are on Sansa with a smile. She looks at your sword and back at you. You know about her riding to be the queen of the north. You could stop that if you liked or let her be the northerner's beacon of hope. "Power is power, Ms. Stark. And not a man or woman in Westeros is worth a damn, compares to me after all."

She angrily said in her foreign accent. "You know nothing about me...us. Or the people of Westeros. Lady Sansa, we should leave this man and his stupid...."

Then the stupid vicious idiot king walks out into the god woods. "Hello, lady Sansa... Oh, you met my new knight have you." He pats you on your back as you struggle not to slay him right now. "So Sansa, are you ready to lose that purity? A maiden of your age certainly should lose it by now, isn't I a right knight." Joffery looks at Shae licking his lips. "You too, whore. My mom hasn't allowed me to get a taste. But I can get two at one."

Joffery gave Sansa and you a devilish grin. He attempting to pull you in. You knew he loved her for her looks and the name she possess, and he couldn't wait to break her to pieces. Ruin Sansa Stark in terrible nasty aspects of her life. Her pretty face made him want to do so much more. She stood there in fear, as she knew what was coming towards her.

You have never seen this in the show wondering what transpired to prevent this. You look at your king to say to feed into his ego and to scare both of the women. "I think her handmaiden as well should get fucked even though I know for sure she lost her innocence many years ago." Your eyes watching Sansa, as her face was a ghostly expression of terror. You didn't care though as you love the chaos.

Joffery eyes scan over Shae as his evil grin turned into a sinister one. "Yes. I haven't been able to get a taste of the northern beauty, but you whore. You look like a tasty tart to me." He steps towards her. She faces a mix of confusion and worry. She looks at her lady in need to save her from the king's plan.

She wanted to say something back but Sansa stopped her. "My king, shouldn't my husband take my rose, I don't want to be seen as spoiled and unwanted by the men you see as my suitors."

Joffery said. "We haven't been faithful in finding a man who wants a dirty treacherous bitch at their side, even though you have plenty of lands to give him. No one wants you, so as I see it. You are now for my enjoyment." Sansa's eyes dart at you as her mind turns over to how to get out of this situation.

You look the woman over thinking about Sansa words a few seconds ago about how men can't help them then said to mobilize Joffery plans. "How about if they just show you their tits, would that gratify you, my king." You throw some suggestible words at the king. Joffery eyes flick from you to Shae then to Sansa. Turning the idea over in his twisted **** brain.