Chapter 373

He remember the episode all those months ago when he met her in Winterfell and when the girl had asked him to fuck her so that she would be ruined and won't have to be forced to marry the prince.

The girl was so naive and innocent back then.

She was different now. More wary of the people around her with a more realistic view of the world.

Still, the fact that she loved him hasn't changed.

And by rescuing her… he has only increased the love she felt for him.

Merlin, she has not started her seduction attempt and he was already feeling tired.

Sansa bit her lip at his looked everywhere in the tent except at him.

Finally, she visibly gathered her resolved and walked up to him and sat beside him.

She gently put a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with half lidded eyes, which did not look as sexy as she thought they did but the view of her cleavage still had the unintended result of make his dick twitch inside his breeches.

"I… wanted to check up on you." She said softly. She was really bad at this whole seduction thing but gods, she was trying very hard. And a degenerate part of him wanted to reward her for this. But he would never betray Ygritte. Never!

Her hands reached across his shoulders and she started massaging him "You have done so much in this war. You must be tired."

The worst thing was that her massage did loosened him up a little bit.

Riding horses day and night could be tiring. Both on his back and shoulders.

He sighed and took her arms and stopped her from trying anything more.

"Sansa…" he said in the resulting silence "…I love another girl. And I'm not going to betray her."

Sansa bit her lip and some of her frustration shone through her eyes even as she tried to bury it in "That obvious huh?"

"You're came to me at night, wearing only a cloak over your body… It is a bit obvious." He said.

"You destroyed two Lannister armies. Took Casterly Rock. And rescued me." She said "Are you still saying that you feel nothing for me."

He pursed his lips "I did those things so that I could end this war as early as possible." He said "The Long night is coming and the North needs as much time as possible to prepare. That is all there is to it."

Sansa looked betrayed and hurt.

Her lips trembled and a thin sheen of wetness begin to gather in her eyes.

"Can you kiss me?" she asked "Just one time."

If it was for just one time then he would have kissed her. Just so she could move on with her life and forget about him. But he knew what she wanted.

One time would not be enough for her.

If he gave in to her once, then she would come back again and again, hoping that he would give in more and more.

That would not end well for anyone.

He shook his head "I'm sorry Sansa… I cannot return your feelings."

A tear slid down her cheeks and she quickly wiped it off her face, not wanting to show him any weakness. Something that she learned in Kings Landing.

Never let your enemy see you weak. Or they'll only take advantage of you.

Except that he was not her enemy.

Kings Landing had really twisted the girl. And he could not even blame her for it.

She got up and gave him a teary nod. She looked like she wanted to say something but in the end she simply turned around and left.

The tent flap closed and the guilt of making a young girl cry hit him with full force.

He sighed and rolled around on the bedding.

The worst thing about this whole encounter was that Sansa did not try to seduce him merely because of her love for him. But because he was powerful, perhaps the most powerful lord in the whole North. And wanted in on that.

Mostly because of security but that didn't change the fact that living in Kings Landing had fundamentally twisted her to seek power for herself.

Being weak and being beaten and humiliated everyday would cause anyone to seek power for themselves.

The whole this was messed up.

'Poor girl.' He thought and tried his best to fall asleep even though he knew very well that sleep would elude him that night.