Of The Kings Who Are Gone CH2
Tywin 273 AC
"Joanna has told me that you wish to marry your daughter to my son."
Green eyes flecked with gold met dark colored ones, the owner of which plastered a smile on her face. "I wish that, yes." Her smile was saccharine sweet, and the look in her eyes made Tywin frown. It was a smug look, like she knew this conversation was already over. He remembered that look, and he hated it.
When Tywin had served as a cupbearer to the late King Aegon, Sabina was there as well, becoming Princess Rhaella's first loyal companion and handmaiden, well before the Princess of Dorne or his Joanna. Even at such a young age, the Wyland heir had displayed intelligence and cunning, but she could be smug and haughty at times. The two of them rarely got along, and when Joanna did come into the picture, they did soften their tone of voice in her presence, but not their words.
And while he rarely got along with her, throughout the years, he had come to slightly appreciate their little spats. And begrudgingly, she had earned his respect.
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