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'Mother was looking for you. We ride for Kings Landing today.' Joffrey told Tyrion, sandor told a dutiful servant behind Joffrey.

'Before you go you will call upon the Lord and Lady Stark and offer them your deepest sympathies' Tyrion told him

'What good are my sympathies?' Joffrey sneered.

'None but it is expected of you, your absences already been noted.' Tyrion told him.

'The boy means nothing to me and I can't stand the wailing of women-' tyrion slapped him across the face.

'One word and I hit you again' Tyrion threatened.

'I'm telling mother!' so Tyrion hit him again

'Go. Tell her, but first you will go to lady and lord stark fall upon your knees in front of them and tell them you are very sorry that you are at their service and all your prayers are with them. Do you understand?' Tyrion instructed.

'You can't!' Joffrey cried out and Tyrion slapped him again

'Do you understand?' Joffrey stormed off.

'Tyrion that was the sexiest thing I think you or any man has ever done.' Sasha said coming up behind him.

'Oh?' he smirked up at her. 'all it takes to win your favor is slapping little princes across the face?' he teased.

'It certainly helps. He has been so cruel, not the best qualities in a future king.' Sasha remarked.

'No, we but already know you would make a much better Queen.' Tyrion told her.

"Ooh compliments,' she said smiling past him at sandor, 'want in on this little crusade of trying to woe me?'

'That's a losing battle and even the imp knows it.' Sandor remarked, but damn if he didn't want her too. 

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