'What are you doing?' sansa asked as a walk-through The gardens Tyrion was repeating the peoples names as they passed by laughing at them. daphne was glad sansa asked because she was just as confused. Going from a whore, where the men wanted you screaming at the top of your lungs to being a hand maiden, silently doing your duty was a big change. It was a good change though.
'I have a list.' he told her
'a list of people you mean to kill?'
'For laughing at me? Who do you think I am? do I look like Joffrey to you? Death is a bit extreme but the fear of death on the other hand-' Tyrion began and daphne couldn't hold back a small laugh escaping her lips, Tyrion smiled back at her.
'you should learn to ignore them.' sansa told him
'My lady people have been laughing at me far longer than they have been laughing at you. I am the half men the demon monkey.' Tyrion reminded her.
'demon monkey?' the words slipped from daphnes mouth before she had time to stop them she clapmed her mouth shout again Tyrion smiled back at her.
'You are a Lannister.' she corrected 'I am the disgraced daughter of Ned Stark.'
'The disgraced daughter of the demon monkey.' tyrion told her 'we are perfect for each other.' he smiled back at Daphne sadly But she had a smirk on her lips she like that they were bonding
'So how should be punished them?' Sansa question
'Who?'
'The men on your list.' Sansa said as if it was obvious.
'Well I could speak to Lord varys learn if they of their perversions anyone named Desmond Kraco must have secrets.' Tyrion told her.
'I do not think that you are a pervert.'
'I am a demon monkey, I have certain standards to maintain.' he told her
'We could sheep shift lord desmans bed.' sansa suggested. Tyrion glanced over at daphne but she was just as confused. 'You cut a little hole in his mattress and you shove the sheep shift inside.' sansa said plesantly. 'Then you sew up the hole and make his bed again it will stink but he will not know where he's coming from.'
'Ladies Sansa.' Tyrion said with a laugh, daphne laughed as well.
'that is brilliant.' Daphne added, sansa smiled over to her.
'My sister did that to me when she was angry with me and she was always angry with me.' sansa told them.
'Why sheep shift?'
'That is the word for dung.' Sansa clarified.
'my lady.' Tyrion said blushing
'well you asked me.' she remarked
'my Lord my lady.' Podrick said running up to them 'your father has called a meeting of the small council.'
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Daphne loved small council meetings, she could steal sandor away easily.
She felt him stretching her the way she never was before. Both his hand rested now on her ass, gripping it tightly and holding her in place. His cock twitched insider her at how good and warm it felt. Slowly, he started moving back and forth, going deep inside her each time. One of his hand moved to her hair, twisting it around it and pulling it. She gasped.
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Whore // Sandor Clegane // Tryion Lannister
FanficA new whore at Bealishs brothel house finds herself captivated by a certain Hound before being sent to Tywin Lannisters war camps and meeting Tyrion. +++ Most characters belong to GRRM