Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials

Chapter 32 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Chapter 32

Another day at school; Joffrey Baratheon however was seething. Despite all his efforts, this year had not gone the way it was supposed to.

Every year had gone his way, just as it was supposed to be, that was how things worked. But this year, ever since those three new students arrived, things had gone downhill.

Now he was stuck, ridiculed by even his 'underlings'; Sansa had dared to walk away from him, as if she had any right to dump him; Lancel was gone too; enraptured by, of all things, the French girl who had started with the other two new students back then.

'What does he see in that bitch; there's nothing attractive about her.' He thought furiously. 'Ugly, fat pig, she's just pretending too, wishes she had a dick, she's not a real girl. Too fat, no tits, stupid short hair, video games, hates make up...Pathetic.'

Then again, maybe that was why Lancel was attracted to her, he was pathetic too after all. He spotted them nearby, walking to their next class and seethed as they seemed to be laughing, no doubt 'pretending to be happy', holding hands.

He noted she was wearing trousers at least this time. 'Urgh, can't she make up her fucking mind...better those that that skirt though, fuck, you'd think she'd take the hint, nobody wants to see those legs of hers...'

Rolling his eyes he turned away, this was getting too much and he needed to figure out how to deal with it, before it became a real problem.

What he saw next didn't help his mood any, for it was Sansa and Brian, talking outside Sansa's next class. They kissed before he went their separate ways.

Joffrey was seething now. 'That slut, she dares, she dares think she can get away with this! Not to mention with that fucking American loser too; urgh...this is past a joke, how many others is she sleeping around with?'

The fact that his own girlfriend would betray him like this, the fact she was spreading her legs for probably any guy who smiled at her the right way, filled him with fury.

'Another issue that needs to be dealt with, before it gets out of hand...like Lancel and his little...pet, surely it's not too late to make them see their mistakes.' He mused angrily. 'Although how to do that, that is the questions...'

His thoughts trailed off as he spotted a third couple, Jamie and Meera. While he had nothing personal against them, he sneered when he spotted them.

He couldn't believe they still showed their faces. 'Another girl who shouldn't wear a skirt, even if it is with tights, no curves, flat...That loser has no taste in women...not to mention, such a nerd, but then, she must be too. It would fit with her fag brother and his fuck toy being nerds.'

He rolled his eyes and bypassed them, although he noted someone else watching them and glaring, clearly having a problem with them, he recognized her as Myranda.

As he passed Myranda he saw her glare more clearly, and the fact she was on the phone to someone.

"Yeah, they're still at it, honestly, I don't get why you..."

Her voice trailed off as he passed her and ended up going out of earshot. He rolled his eyes, he didn't care about her drama, although if she did cause those two losers trouble, he supposed he could enjoy the show. Right now, he had far more important things to worry about, like his own problems.

'Need to teach Piggy a lesson, she's corrupted Lancel, an easy enough task with how weak and needy he is...' He thought darkly. 'Sansa needs to learn her place too, she needs to remember she is mine.'

Finally reaching his class he sat at his desk and continued to brood.

He recalled the last time he tried to teach the French girl a lesson. 'Urgh...bitch can defend herself, another proof she is a joke of a girl, fighting...I can't teach her a lesson directly so how, how...'

He thought for a moment, trying to figure out a way, not only to deal with his problem with Marina, but also with Sansa. It was then something finally did occur to him, especially as he recalled that he still had some minions who could be relied upon.

He couldn't believe it, the answer was obvious, right there in front of him.

'Of course, the best way to hurt that bitch, to teach her a lesson...hurt Lancel, but it'd have to be really big, he could die…' Joffrey mused. 'Which wouldn't be that big a loss. As for Sansa, of course, what else...just need to find the right guys to help with both plans.'

He grinned, he knew this would work, he'd remove one headache, teach one loser their place and get Sansa back, with her finally understanding her own place and being the submissive pet she was supposed to be. He immediately prepared himself, figuring out which of his minions to contact and beginning to plot his move.

End of chapter, things are starting to turn now, read and review please.