Answer her. "Haha yeah, Cersei is my favorite pastime in the Red Keep. But I can make your granddaughter my next pet."

"And what do you mean by that." The old rose replied shocked by every word that sprang out from your parted lips.

"Nothing. I meant nothing by that." You say as your hand touches her wrinkled cheek. "But you should know, your granddaughter's fate is already sealed."

"Oh really? How so."

"Because the only way to the Iron Throne is by going through me. If you want to sit on the throne, I'll be your biggest obstacle. No matter how many people you try to bribe or ****. I'm not so easily persuaded."

"Well, I must say, you seem quite sure of yourself.

"Oh, I'm a great charmer. You can ask this handmaiden or Cersei." You gloating about your conquests in front of everyone prying eyes. Olenna could see Shae making eyes in direction, trying to look coy about desiring to fuck you.

"I don't think my granddaughter would fall for a scoundrel like you," Olenna said with a sick look on her elderly face.

You lean in whispering. "At least I'm not trying to poison the king." You pull back seeing a severe reaction in her old eyes. "If I wanted to... I could have you kneeling before me and sucking me off in front of everybody here. I wonder what the people would make of an old whore like yourself debasing yourself for my amusement."

Lady Olenna's lips curl into a smile. "You truly are something else, aren't you? But you can't have me kneeling before you. My family's reputation is more important than your pride or ego." She couldn't stop you even if she wanted to.

You lean over to Sansa a hand snatching one of the blue rocks hanging below her neckline. "You look gorgeous Sansa." Sansa rolls her eyes going with Shae toward the feasts. She sitting by her husband the Imp. The wedding took place only a few nights ago. "Now my sweet Olenna. Do you want this? Do you truly want to kill our beloved Joffery? Offer me something for it."