Very short chapter – but I'm making up for it with the next one!
- Vee
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Joffrey
He grinned to himself, unable to help it as he watched the man work.
The forgery machine was expensive but he knew it would be worth it.
The letter Miss Stark had sent to her dearest sister lay on the desk beside the man as he worked, referring to it every now and then.
The letter would never reach Miss Arya Stark, such a shame.
The letter Joffrey had a servant steal from Clegane lay beside it. The wax seal very carefully taken off without being broken.
His plan was all falling into place, he knew Clegane well and he knew how he would act.
The servant he had spying on him in Clegane House, disguised as a simple stable boy blended in perfectly, he worked well and referred to Joffrey about all that transpired between Sansa and the Dog.
He told him of Sansa's smiles and laughter, that the young miss seemed very happy there. He told him of the servants talking about Clegane's sudden change in manner, how he too smiled and laughed and was completely in love with his new wife.
It made Joffrey sick.
And it made him smile; soon, very soon he would take it all away from them. He would drive the dagger he was twirling in his fingers into the Dog's back then make his wife scream for him.
He tucked the dagger into his boot and rose, calling out a command to the worker he had paid handsomely. He left the small room, stepping out into the cold, night air. He walked to the nearest brothel and picked a whore with red hair.
It would be so sweet, he could hardly wait.
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