Refuse Jeyne's help

It's true - you want Sansa. No matter how many girls you get to fuck, if the most beautiful isn't among them, it's worth nothing. But you trust Gilly to manage on her own; and even if not, you can still take Sansa by **** or wait until the conquest is complete and you have more time to woo her. You're certainly not willing to let some servant girl scheme her way into your harem - you're the one who picks his concubines, and you pick them by beauty and body alone.

Jeyne is clearly disappointed by your decision, but accepts it and leaves. Over the next days, you put your mind to organisational and logistical matters while letting Gilly do her work. Every evening, she reports on her progress, and after the fifth day, she elatedly tells you how she made out with Sansa, even getting to slip her hand into the redhead's undergarments and making her climax for the first time. Aroused by Gilly's description and excited about the prospect of bedding Sansa yourself soon, you fuck your little wildling companion harder than ever, making her scream in overwhelming lust. She falls asleep in your arms, her afterglow engulfing you.