Treat her well

"Anyways, you're gonna have to wait for the night of your life. I'm too tired today."
She raises her eyebrows as you undress and get into bed. You gesture her to join you. "I don't bite."
"I'll take the floor", she says with disdain in her voice. Slightly surprised, you shrug and turn around.

You wake up with steel to your throat. After several moments, you realize that Ygritte is sitting on top of you, holding your own dagger to your neck. You can feel the cold metal and the warm liquid - she's already drawn a drop of blood. "What in...?"
"Yer pathetic", she hisses. "Too tired to fuck a girl? Maybe you'd like my wooden cock up yer arse instead?" Then she shrugs. "Ah, too bad. I don't think yer pretty enough!"

With that, her hand moves forward and you feel a cold, soaring pain - then darkness falls.