Go hang out with Sansa, not before letting seeds grow within Cersei

"My queen. Since I'm wrapped around your lovely finger. I couldn't ever betray you, I think marrying the Stark brat could do good to our kingdom. I can control the North better than that bastard Ramsay and his idiot father Roose. The two are so stupid that they might as well not have been born."

Cersei turns to her right, her green eyes meeting yours. A smile forms on her lips. She leans into you. "I like the way you think, maybe we can make that happen, and I'm sure my father would agree to the marriage. You aren't high-born enough. But to have a man that is beneath me, and follow my orders to a T. That could be useful. If you do marry the Stark bitch. We can work together and get rid of everyone that has power in the north."

You know Cersei will send multiple spies that'll keep an eye on what you are doing. So you turn on your power. "Yeah, Cersei you will greatly tell your daddy that I should be the next warden of the North. Tell him if he doesn't, you'll get pregnant again without marriage. I need the North and Sansa cunt. And you'll happily enjoy it if I conquer her." She nods as you walk away.

You sit next to Sansa. Her eyes are drawn to the new king and queen. Maybe happy for her friend Margaery. She has a longing look in her blue eyes. Thinking of her old homelands. You wonder if she still has a crush on knights. Her hair is a deep auburn, her skin is a fair white color, and her eyes are a beautiful blue.

She is one prettiest highborn women in the entire kingdom. "Hi, Sansa. You enjoying the food?"

Sansa looks at you, her eyes are drawn to the large amount of food and wine. She nods. "Yes, I'm."

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