Meereen: Day 2

To tell the truth, currently Sansa most of the time did not even remember that her husband was a dwarf, and when she remembered it, that was not something which bothered her, but something that was like him, inseparable from his being, and she loved him.

The romantic songs of her childhood paled and were ridiculous. Nothing to do with what she felt for her husband. For her it was yet difficult to believe that they had reached such degree of intimacy in every sense, and that she desired to fuck with him practically all day long. Yes, she used that rude word he was so fond of. As soon as she recalled it in her mind, she got wet.

And, apart from the delights of sex, talking with him was one of the most joyful activities that existed. She constantly learnt things from him.

She reflected upon all that while she was putting on a low-cut, light blue dress, matching her eyes. She would wear one of the capes of fine wool the queen had given to her, both for the cool air and for protecting her modesty. She smiled thinking of how Tyrion would look at her when he awoke. She loved to please him and turning him crazy with desire. Her smile twisted when she got aware that with Loras Tyrell the situation would have been drastically different.

She realized that she would need help to comb her hair. Now she was in a court again, she could not wear her hair loose or tied carelessly. She would ask the orphan girls if any of them would dedicate to that task every morning from then on. At the moment, she made some simple braids which tied together behind her head, and let the rest of her hair fall free over her shoulders. It had quite grown, like Tyrion's, and overtook her waist.

She inspected more thoroughly the chambers but she did not find anything in the drawers or wardrobes, apart from the objects them both had placed and put away.

She would not mind living there, but ignored if the queen would relocate them. Anyway, it would be sufficient with those two comfortable rooms, at least while they did not have children.

There were no fireplaces, which denoted that winters must not be very extreme. They probably heated themselves up with braziers.

The bay offered a glowing aspect. The harbour remained calm and The Morning Star was anchored a few yards from the shore. Some sailors and guards had stood in the ship to watch over it and the mates who where inside Meereen must be taking turns to carry the daily supplies to their colleagues on board.

She was eager to know about what the queen would have said to Pod and Leena, and where would she have put them up.

She heard Tyrion stretching out and headed for the bed, smiling.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," greeted her, cheerful.

He blinked his eyes, getting used to the light, and fixed them in her.

"You're a vision this morning, darling," said him, with his hoarse voice of just awaken. "Are you planning to seduce the Mother? Let me remind you that I'm jealous as well," he joked.

"The only one I have the intention to seduce is in this bed."

"You have me utterly and hopelessly seduced already. Even though you were dressed in a burlar sack, your hair were a mess and you were dirty with filth, I would want you," admitted him, categorical. "But it praises me a lot that you take such care of your gorgeous aspect."

"You think I do this only for you?," provoked her.

"For whom else, otherwise?," threatened him with his tone of fake anger.

"I do that for anyone who looks at me, I suppose."

"Cut off the anyone. Anyone is me and exclusively me," he said, sitting up and slapping slightly her bottom. "Yeah right. The truth is that I feel very proud of showing off the beautiful wife I have." He gave her a kiss.

"That's very much like you," said her. "To exhibit me as if I am a peacock." She laughed. "Breakfast will be brought soon. What do you think of my hairstyle? Today I had to put more care, but I don't know how to style my hair very well. I'll ask the girls to see to that in the mornings."

"I know that my masculine opinion regarding aesthetics isn't worth very much, but I'd say you are awesome."

"Yes, in truth your opinion in that matter doesn't give me much reinforcement."

They laughed and then some knocks sounded on the door.

"Breakfast," announced Mhyraz.