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Not even alone for five mintues and your right hand was already making a move on your future wife. "Lord Baelish, why are you kissing my betrothed?" He looks at you with a small smile.
"I'm sorry Lady Y/n, Lady Stark asked me to kiss her so she would be ready for you on your wedding day."
"Really? So you weren't talking about trying to kill me and taking the innocent girl for yourself?" His eyes widen, and you give him a tiny smirk. Two guards come from behind her and take his arms and take him away. You walk up to Sansa and caress her cheek, as you look at her. Her head leaning into your warm hand as you smile at her.
"Are you alright my love?" She nods and you kiss her forehead, gently taking her hand as you continue your walk around the grounds.
