"I know what you did... But I don't care."

Lord Baelish looking at you with a long hint of anger piercing through his face. He spoke in his bizarre accent. "If that is true, why don't I kill you now, since you don't care about my actions."

You smile at him. "I know you want Sansa Stark. You don't want to go back to that old hag in the Vale. Stay around Kings Landing and let me talk Cersei into allowing you to marry the Stark girl. I know the only thing you put above the throne is your love for the Tully woman."

You and Littlefinger understood which sister he adored. The one who died at the hands of the Freys. Littlefinger's face gave a small twitch. He looks at his men and then back to you. You wonder if he is about to order his men to shoot one hundred arrows into your body. You wait as he finally broke the silence.

"Mmm, what if I wanted my **** on the Lannister? What if I want to see their heads on pikes surrounding Kings Landing? Huh. Can you do that for me?" Littlefinger said bluntly in front of his men.

You wave your hand at the numbering soldiers. "Forget what he just said. And go deaf for the next couple of minutes. Now... If you want to see Cersei, her incestuous brother, the imp, and the great Tywin Lannister dead. You gonna have to offer me a whole."

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