"What are you?"

"What do you mean?" You said as Sansa's handmaiden stay behind to chat with you, her tits still out as you couldn't stay mad looking at her whore chest.

Shae said. "I have never seen someone control that lad before. Not even my l... The last king of the hand. The King would do whatever he prefers and damn be the people he tormented and harmed." Her cute accent expelled the words.

You nod. "I got a way with words. Most people tend to do what I want if you know what I mean." You walk over to the black-haired beauty, she moves back into a tree and looks into your eyes. "I think a woman of your stature loves doing what the highest bettor yearns for."

She looked nervous as you knew gold plays a huge part in her life. The imp is her love right now, and soon she would be laying with Tywin Lannister. She breathes slightly as she said trying to take control of the conversation. "Ser I don't think the amount of money you have can match what dwells in the Lannisters mines."

"Mmm tell me what you desire and the next time we meet, I will gift it to you." You said touching her chest without any conflict from Shae the whore, fake handmaiden. She already giving away her loyalty to the imp without much thinking on her part.

She mutters out while you twist her soft nipple. "I ah always wanted a fur coat full of gemstones and rubies."

You said. "Then that is attainable. But you'll have to do some things for me. Will you Shae? Will you sell your body to me for simplistic commodities?

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