There was no emotion in his voice when joffrey said, "Does your mind live in the gutter?" Davina shook her head, tapping a finger against her temple.
"No, but it rents there on occasion." Davina answered. The smile that stretched across his cheeks was sudden, with just a peek of a dimple before it disappeared.
"The real estate of your thoughts aside," he added his stern expression returning he wouldnt fall for her. She was the monster in this story. "We need to get down to business-"
"To defeat. Stannis." Davina sung out.
"What are you doing?" Joffrey demanded
"Im helping. Clearly."
"Clearly?" He countered
"Clearly." Davina confirmed seriously.
"My name day. I dont care about stannis just yet. Business with my name day celebration." Joffrey corrected.
"Oh. Boring. I dont have to be apart of that."
"Yes you do. Mother said that grandfather said that we have to get along."
"I have to Because a bunch of old people decided it?" Davina countered. " i didn't listen to my parents when they lived what makes you think i would listen to yours." Joffrey thought on that she actually had a good point but he would never admit it to her she was quite smart very bright and sassy. Joffrey didn't know what to think of her.
"Seems like a waste of time and oxygen." Davina went on.
"Of course you do." Joffrey agreed
"Great. So we are in agreement!" Davina decided with a clap as she got up.
But the next day she was sat pouting beside joffrey as the stupid tournament went on and on.
"This food has been sitting out all day. I wouldnt eat it unless you want to get sick." Davina warned Sansa. She offered sansa a glass of wine instead.
"Dont talk to her." Joffrey commanded
"Ha!" Davina countered before turning back to sansa. "Where did your sister go? She was fun."
"You laugh at me?" Joffrey demanded "did you just-"
"Yeah. I do. Ha! Dont boss me around, sweetheart." Davina agreed. "Oh well struck, good job- I miss Barry!" Davina whined. "He helped keep me entertained during this nonsense."
"My party is nonsense?"
"Yes." Davina agreed. Sansa would never be so bold. Especially against joffrey. "Oh look at that your pet is up. Sandor is picturing the other man to be you as he knocks him to his ass." Davina smirked.
"Well struck." Joffrey admitted and davina saw that he was actually impressed before his ignorance took over "Well struck hound," joffrey called out.
"Oh good job sandor. That was nice. Good clean blow." Davina agreed. Joffrey stared at her a moment before turning to sansa who was staring down at her cup.
"What do you think sansa?"
"It was well struck." She agreed.
"Thats what i said. Be a bit more original."
"Im sorry your grace-"
"Dont apologize hes just being an ass. Men are good at that." Davina assured.
"Stop that." Joffrey barked.
"Then you stop." Davina sassed. Joffrey growled back at her. "Dont growl at me sweetheart."
"Uncle Tyrion." Myrcella cut in. "We heard you were dead."
"The little fish let you slip through her scales?" Davina pondered.
"Something like that." Tyrion confirmed. "Its good to be back."
"Well then you must have forgotten what the capital is like." Davina countered. "You wouldnt be saying that." Tyrion chuckled moving past her.
"Shes prettier than you said." Bronn countered
"Im fucking stunning." Davina assured. "If tyrion told you anything less than i would be disappointed."
"There is that attitude." Tyrion countered
"Im a prisoner. Yeah i have an attitude." Davina confirmed
"A spoiled prisoner." Joffrey corrected
"Is there such a thing?"
"I heard congratulations are in order." Tyrion agreed looking between them. "The future queen of the seven kingdoms. You must be thrilled."
"I am. But i dont need him to take my crown." Davina assured.
"My little honey buns." Joffrey wrapped an arm tightly around her. "Shes always so pleasent."
"Right back at you sweetheart." Davina muttered. Tyrion chuckled.
They were going to kill each other.
"Good luck With all that. I have work to do." Tyrion countered.
"Since when do you work?" Davina laughed back as joffrey released his iron grip on her.
"What work? Why are you even here?" Joffrey agreed.
"Maybe he wants to be king too and thinks of replacing you after his capitivity with the starks."
"Dont joke abouy such nonsense."'Joffrey countered. Davina leaned in
"I wasn't joking, sweetheart."
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Poison Poison / Joffrey Baratheon / Davina Taragaryen
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