"Littlefinger...." she said, afraid to find herself in the same room as him.
He stalked towards her, holding her wrists.
"My lady, how I have missed you".
Before Eve could retort, Petyr Baelish kissed her on the mouth forcefully, his hands traveling across her body, finally settling on her hips.
She tried to free herself from his iron grip, her mind roaming with what she could do to make him stop.
She held his face and slapped him across the face.
"I would stand where I am and take it, if I were you".
He grabbed her harshly by the hips, plopping her onto the bed.
"My lady, please.Let me wed and bed you.My desire for you knows no bounds..." he confessed, holding her wrists and hovering over her.
Clasping a hand over her mouth, he continued to speak.
"I'll have the Kingslayer killed somehow.If you'd just let me....".
Her eyes were wide as saucers, her constant screams being muffled by his large hand.
'No' was the word he could make out from the constant muffled screams.
Then just as Littlefinger saw the conflict in her eyes, the tears welling up within, he let go of her.
"My lady, do not scream, I beg you" he said just as he removed his hand from her mouth.
Shutting her eyes and looking away, she was too horrified to speak.Who would even hear her?.Come to her rescue?.Jaime was drunk as a lord.He couldn't possibly—
"Eve?" said a fairly sober Jaime as he bolted through the door.
The expression on her face was one of relief and worry.Relieved that Jaime had found her.Worried that he might think she and Petyr were about to copulate.
He laughed.A dark laugh, it was.Eve stared at him, confused as to why he was just laughing instead of beating Baelish to a pulp.
"You...bitch" he spat, finally facing her.
Her eyes were wide again, her face fraught with worry.
"Is this why you withdrew yourself from me, dear wife?" he questioned, his steely and interrogative stare directed at her alone.
She shook her head, tears filling her eyes, snot seeping down from out her nose.
As much as she despised Jaime and his family, she would never betray him. Family, Duty, Honor. Those were the words of her mother's house. The words she intended to live by.
"I WOULD NEVER BETRAY YOU, JAIME! YOU KNOW I WOULDN'T" she screamed at the top of her lungs, not caring whether the entire brothel could hear her."LORD BAELISH ABDUCTED ME AND TRIED TO HAVE HIS WAY WITH ME!".
He looked around. Littlefinger had not been in sight. Instead, a man with blond hair and blue eyes was lying next to her, naked as his name day.
"Don't lie, dear wife" he said.
"What do you mean?" her voice was croaking still, but much lower now.
She turned her head only to see that the man next to her had been the man working for Baelish and not the man himself.
"Seven hells!" she screamed."Where—what are you doing here?!".
Where did Baelish go? was all that went through her mind in that moment.
"Get up!" Jaime bellowed, pacing towards her.
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The Other Stark girl
أدب الهواةThere is the War of the Five Kings and Eve Marianne Stark, the eldest of the Stark children, must play The Game to survive.She must show the world that she is the daughter of Ned Stark and Catelyn Tully. Disclaimer:I do not own Game of Thrones nor d...
