ENJOY DEAR SEXY BASTARDS
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As her mother had promised the night before, Maester Luwin came along with the septa to verify that she still retained her virginity.
She felt so ashamed to be exposed before the maester, the septa, and her mother in this way, but her mother had ordered it.
Only When the maester walks away from her, could Sansa breathe again. She had told her mother that she was still a maiden.
It was true that she had fallen in love with Wayman Royce when he stopped at Winterfell, but Sansa had never even spoken a single word to the man.
"Lady Sansa is still a maiden lady stark, she has nothing to worry about," the maester assured.
"Of course I am," she thought to herself as she got out of bed.
"Thank you very much for confirming this, Maester, you may leave," said her mother as she bid farewell to the Maester.
"Luckily it was just a scare," her mother commented as she approached her and stroked her hair.
"I told you I hadn't dishonored myself, Mother. It was just a thought I had, nothing more," Sansa said, trying to hide a slight blush.
"I lost, daughter, but I had to be sure, that's all," her mother said lovingly.
"Mother, why haven't I received my moonblood yet? Jeyne received it at the age of 14, and I still haven't. I will soon become a woman, and I haven't even received my moonblood yet. Is there something wrong with me?" Sansa asked, fear in her voice.
She had read many romance stories where the maiden had many children, and Sansa had dreamed of giving birth to many children herself, especially tully women are known to be very fertile, see her own mother for example.
"Many women have their moon blood coming sooner or later, don't worry about other women, your time will come my daughter and when the time comes, the lords will not hesitate to propose marriage to you," her mother assured her, but Sansa still did not believe her.
"And does my father already have someone in mind for me to marry?" Sansa asked curiously.
"Well, I've suggested some names, like Willas Tyrell, Harry Hardyng, and also your cousin Robin, although he's still the same age as your sister," his mother commented.
"They're all Southern men, Mother, why?" Sansa questioned.
"Well, my daughter, you are a southern beauty and you shouldn't be locked up in the cold north, people need to see you," her mother replied.
"And what will the night in bed be like? I've heard stories, and they say a woman suffers," Sansa said in a low voice, embarrassed.
"Lady Sansa, those are not questions a lady like yourself should be asking!" the septa reprimanded, and Sansa simply lowered her head.
"You don't have to scold her, Septa, it's normal for a woman to have those kinds of questions. I asked my mother that myself when I was Sansa's age," her mother said affectionately.
"There is little pain, my daughter, I myself suffered the first night I was with your father. There was much blood involved, but it was to make your brother, and with time that pain disappears and you will stop noticing it. But remember, my daughter, lying with a husband is only for the purpose of having children," her mother declared, and the septa nodded her head in agreement with her mother.
After that conversation, her mother fixed her hair, and she couldn't help but notice that her mother had a strange scent that reminded her of freshly oiled leather, the same smell her father gave off when she hugged him. She also noticed that her mother seemed happier today; last night she had been upset, firstly because she believed that she was no longer a virgin, and secondly because of Jon.
Sansa didn't dare to call him that in front of her mother because she didn't want to see her angry, so she always called him bastard or half-brother in front of her.
She had nothing against Jon since she had spoken with him on multiple occasions and he turned out to be a very good person and he didn't make fun of her dreams like Robb or Arya, but that was something only she knew.
When she finished getting ready, she headed to her sewing class with Jeyne and her sister Arya.
As usual, her sister had made multiple mistakes and had been reprimanded by the septa for her comments, while Sansa had done a perfect job.
"So, how did it go with your mother this morning?" Jeyne whispered as the septa was correcting her sister.
"It all turned out to be a misunderstanding with my mother, who was worried. Arya shouldn't have told her anything about my crush," she replied, watching Arya make faces.
"Did you also ask her about what we talked about the other day?" Jeyne questioned in a less audible whisper, her face turning red.
"Yes, I did it. My mother told me it's a horrible pain and that it should only be done for the purpose of having children with your husband," Sansa assured her.
Jeyne seemed confused when she said that, but they didn't say anything more because the septa had finished with her sister, classes were over, and now they had to have lunch with her mother.
Since neither her father nor brother were at the castle, the table was almost empty, so she had asked her mother for permission for Jeyne to eat with her today.
"Mother!" Sansa and her sister greeted when they saw their mother enter the room. As in the morning, their mother had a radiant smile.
It wasn't as if Sansa believed that her mother was angry all the time; no, today was different.
Her mother had a special glow, like the ones she usually has when one of her children has a birthday.
"You look very happy today, Mother," said her sister, causing her mother to blush slightly, a blush that did not go unnoticed by Sansa.
"Thank you, darling, I only came to say goodbye. I'm afraid I have a lot of work and letters to write, and I won't be able to see you until after dinner," her mother apologized, making both Sansa and her brothers saddened.
Her mother kissed them all on the forehead and then said goodbye to lock herself in her father's room.
"Hey, continuing our conversation from this morning, I heard some rumors about "that topic" recently," Jeyne whispered beside her.
That sparked curiosity within her, wondering what Jeyne might have heard that her mother hadn't told her.
"And what did you hear?" Sansa asked as she ate. No one at the table was paying attention to the two of them.
Her sister was playing with her brothers, and Bran kept pretending his fork was a sword.
"Well, a friend of my cousin told her that when a woman loves a man very much and they have sex, the woman can enjoy it a lot," Jeyne stated, very embarrassed.
"That's not possible! My mother and the septa told me it's not for women's enjoyment and it should only be done for procreation," Sansa questioned while trying not to raise her voice at the table.
"That's what they told me, and not only that, I also overheard a conversation Estella and her friends were having about how a man had made her feel like she was in heaven in bed, and you won't believe who they were talking about?" Jeyne murmured excitedly.
"Who were they referring to?" Sansa asked, her face red with embarrassment at having this kind of conversation.
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