Your womb is the only reason you’re not dead, like your father, like your sister and soon your brother
. ” Joffrey was now so close to Sansa his breath stung her skin like a razor as the last of his words slithered out of his mouth.
. In truth, the facts of her age mattered little to him. The scarf was now being unwound
Your womb is the only reason you’re not dead, like your father, like your sister and soon your brother
. ” Joffrey was now so close to Sansa his breath stung her skin like a razor as the last of his words slithered out of his mouth.
. In truth, the facts of her age mattered little to him. The scarf was now being unwound
Your womb is the only reason you’re not dead, like your father, like your sister and soon your brother
. ” Joffrey was now so close to Sansa his breath stung her skin like a razor as the last of his words slithered out of his mouth.
. In truth, the facts of her age mattered little to him. The scarf was now being unwound
