The Other Stark girl

Of Saviors

       
        TRIGGER WARNING: SEXUAL ASSAULT

                   "My lady" said Petyr Baelish, his eyes raking Eve up and down."How was your day?" he asked, slumping into a chair by the hearth.She licked her dry lips."It was pleasant, my lord" Eve said, folding her hands.Why won't he just die?.Why couldn't he have just died?.She felt goosebumps all over her body as he continued to stare at her form.Eve was clad in a sheer gown.The only thing she had been given to wear for the night."My lady, I do hope you're alright" he said, making his way towards her, sitting before her on the bed.Oh no.The way he would stare at her made her skin crawl.To her, he was not a bad-looking man, but she had known Littlefinger betrayed her father.

He thought of him as a kind man prior to his betrayal of Ned Stark."How could I be alright?! You—you.Why did you betray my father, my lord?" she yelled, startling the man before her.Her eyes began to well up with tears.She had told herself she would please her husband, gain his trust but how could she when that very same man had betrayed her father?."How?" she said, burying her head in her lap."Your father stole the only woman I ever loved from me, and your uncle before him" he began, lifting her chin to make her look at him."And now" he said, a sinister glint in his eyes and a maniacal smirk across his face "I've stolen his daughter from him.His beautiful daughter" his hand caressing her neck."You're more beautiful than she ever was" he remarked, lifting her skirts.Don't touch me.Don't touch me.His calloused hand ran up her thigh."Just what do you think you're doing?" she said, her voice stuck in her throat.Her doe-like eyes bore into the older man.It had no effect on Petyr, except to arouse him."Why, Eve, I am just doing what husbands do with their wives" he said, kissing her cheek.One hand held her neck, while the other disappeared under her skirts.He continued to plant kisses down her neck.Stop.

"Hmm" he hummed "You smell lovely, Eve" he said, moaning against her skin."I wonder what Catelyn would think of me...ravishing you" he whispered, his hand sliding to her breasts."So what if I didn't enjoy your mother.I get to enjoy you, at least" he whispered in her ear "Never did I think I would be the one to break your maidenhead.It appears you didn't either.Your father had Renly Baratheon in mind, did you know?".Renly? Why didn't father ever tell me?.
"But then before he could tell you, his head was brought to Joffrey".She felt his slender fingers grasping her shoulders, his head no longer in the crook of her neck."You're mine now.I've waited so long.Too long, in fact.I believe the Gods listened to me when I told them to give me somebody better than Catelyn" he smirked."And then the Gods blessed me with you".He whispered in her ear."Oh, Eve.You really are lovely.I wish your father were here to see what I am about to do to you.A shame he isn't.I hope he's watching over you.." his hand was on her inner thigh.

There was a sudden rapping on the door.Thank the Gods.A little man suddenly emerged from behind the door.It was Tyrion Lannister."Lord Baelish.I command you to step away from Lady Eve".The man was shocked "How dare you, Lannister? These are my chambers and I am here with my wife! Have you no notion of privacy?" he yelled at The Imp, who retorted "Your marriage to Eve will be annulled on the morrow".Oh, the Gods truly listened."Annulled? May I know why?" Petyr asked, a perplexed expression on his face."Lady Eve will be returned to her brother soon.We will not return her defiled!" Tyrion exclaimed, gesturing for Eve to leave."Defiled? She is my wife.How can I defile her?" he yelled, his face darkening.Eve was no longer in the room, clutching the bedsheet to her chest as she left."Yes, defiled, Lord Baelish.She was married to you against her will.You are not liked by the Starks" he stated, matter of factly."I-I" the man appeared shattered "I-I".

               As Eve stood outside, the bedsheet concealing her body, Tyrion spoke to her "Lady Eve" he dipped his head slightly "Walk with me".She wrapped the bedsheet around her person even tighter."Lord Tyrion.Thank you for that" she let out."Oh, do not thank me, my lady" he said, peeping up at her."As soon as my brother Jaime returns to King's Landing, you will go back to your mother and brother" he said."Your marriage to him will be annulled, don't you worry".She bent down so that they were on the same level."Thank you, Lord Tyrion.You truly do have a heart of gold" she said, looking into his eyes."You have to promise me something, however" he said to her, holding her hands."You have to promise me that once you go back to your brother, you will make no mention of your marriage to Petyr Baelish.As horrible as the man may be, the Realm needs him.I doubt they will find out, but if they do, deny it, please" he said, his tone desperate.She nodded.Anything to get me out of here.

"Eve.You must forgive me for my behavior.I admit the way I spoke to you is not the way a Queen ought to be speak to anyone" Cersei said, not meaning any of the words that oozed from her lips."You will be treated like a guest here until Jaime's return and then you shall be sent back to your brother and lady mother".The woman she saw before her, she longer recognized.It was all for Jaime, she realized."Do you hold your brother so dear, Your Grace?" Eve feigned a smile.Cersei's eyed darted from her to Tyrion and then back to Eve again."Of course, he's my brother just as Tyrion is.Of course I care for him" she said, offering both her and Tyrion goblets of Dornish wine."Hmm, Dornish, is it?" Eve remarked, swirling the wine in the goblet.She nodded.Eve knew that the love she bore Jaime knew no bounds.She made the deduction because she did not remember Cersei reacting this way or Cersei groveling before her father as she was groveling before Eddard Stark's daughter at this very moment."Lord Baelish was about to rob me of my virtue when Lord Tyrion came to my rescue" she said, acknowledging him."I am quite grateful to you, my lord" she smiled at him and what a warm smile it was."I wonder Eve, who are you to marry now?" on Cersei's face was a look of mockery."You apologized to me not a moment ago and here you are mocking me again.I will not marry anybody.You are not my mother!" she retorted, the look in her green eyes one of defiance."Thank the Gods I haven't had you thrown in the dungeons!.You have been curt with me on a number of occasions.I am the Queen Regent!" the golden woman spat.

Eve was glad she had not been called a northern bitch or a northern whore for a change."So as soon as Jaime is returned, you and Lady Sansa will be returned to Winterfell, where you rightly belong" Tyrion said, pretending as if Cersei had not just shouted at the Stark girl.