Y/N made a frantic motion to remove herself from Joffrey, but his firm hands kept her in place. Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and she felt her chest constrict. Gods, she knew this would happen, she knew that there had to be some falling out from this, but she’d only wished that they could’ve gotten more time.
Joffrey, on the other hand, was cool, collected, staring unblinkingly at Jamie. “Evening, Uncle.” He breezed coldly, his jaw set firmly. “You’d do well to knock the next time you intrude.” Annoyance leaked through his tone, and he finally relented, releasing the trembling girl still firmly planted on top of him.
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