II

(Tyrion)

Shae, who was very satisfied with marriage to Sansa Stark, couldn't avoid smiles at me. Yes, she was special for me, and I must confess I have a crash on prostitutes. Maybe that is why she was special. In some circumstances, Lady Sansa was with Lady Margaery, and in this circumstances, I was with Shae. She was in my room, silent watching the birds through the window.

"I could almost smell you, my lion" She said still staring the birds.

"You are not angry with me anymore, I can see"

"No. I am not. It is just a marriage, isn't it? Nothing will tear us apart and…" She said taking off her dress "You don't fell for her like you do for me" Don't be so sure.

I tried to avoid that though and concentrate myself on her. Shae was beautiful and attractive to any men who had a good working penis. It is something more aggressive and she has a lack of… Something, that in Lady Sansa overflows.

"You should get angry with me more often, I must say" I said sitting on the bed.

"Just shut up and kiss me" and her mouth swallowed me. For a moment, I felt her lighter on my lap. Lighter and taller, smelling like sweet fine summer wine. Her kiss wasn't swallower, but shy, like she had never kissed before, something like a try to explore something that she never explored before. All of sudden I open my eyes and I saw Shae once again.

"What is it, my lion?"

"Nothing, I… Nothing" Just then I realized I was imagining my Lady wife in her place.

(Sansa)

Spending afternoons with Lady Margaery was always comfortable. She made me laugh sometimes, and sometimes I used to forget about myself. The only thing that obligated me to come back to my bedroom it was her questions about my honeymoon. I can't figure out how is she able to do it, to talk so naturally about these things.

"Sansa, tell me: in which position did you lay? Did you follow my advice? Open, breath and relax..." I often think she does it on purpose, she knows I am reserved about these things. I came back to my bedroom and when I closed the door, I heard some noise coming from my bed. Hiding behind a wardrobe, I saw blonde hair. My first thought was "Joffrey is here" and it was such a nightmare. Even being married to his uncle, he kept threatening me. When I was almost crying I heard a woman voice, a known woman voice. "Shae?" I whispered. Yes, Shae. Why would Shae do that with Joffrey? Maybe he was forcing her. I had to spy a little bit.

I must confess I wasn't skilled in that kind of matter, but her face wasn't a suffering-like. It was something else, something divine. I didn't understand how Joffrey was able to make a person feel… Good. Her eyes where closed and she was biting her mouth. Her hands danced through his body, his body, his hair, something very confusing for me. Even confusing, I couldn't avoid watching that scene. She was attractive and beautiful, in a way I had never seen her before. Her smiles were different from anything I had ever seen. It began faster and in some contractions, it was done. I heard a man's voice echoing, a voice which didn't belong to King Joffrey. A short blond man jumped out of the bed, without a piece of cloth. He walked and took some wine. The sun, which was setting, lightened a single ray into his direction, illuminating his eyes and his hair. I would never be able to describe such situation if I hadn't seen my Lord husband there, and I would never be able to say that I loved his beauty in that very moment if I wasn't there.