Golden Rose // Tywin Lannister

4. King's Bravery

'How rude to keep his future wife waiting,' Taylor began as she reached for the food but Loras slapped her hand away. 'How ever ruder-'

'More Rude.' Margaery corrected.

'RUDER!" Taylor said defiantly 'to keep his future sister in law waiting.'

'How is that more rude than keeping his future wife waiting?" Loras mused.

'Happy sister happy life... is that not the saying?" Taylor teased. Loras slapped her hand away from the table again. 'Fuck off I'm hungry.' But taylor clamped her lips shut as the door swung open.

'Your Grace,' Margaery said as they were waiting for the King's arrival. Loras and Taylor were there as well, waiting not so patiently. They bowed and curtseyed respectfully.

'Sit sit I do apologize,' Joffrey told them 'my lady a small council meetings at what point does it become treason to waste the kings time.' Joffrey remarked sitting down Margaery kept a smile on her face. 'That's a lovely down my lady.' Joffrey told her happily raking his eyes over her, looking at the thin fabric, no sleeves, deep cut on her neck. High garden dresses were quite stunning on the Tyrell's.

'Yes it suits you perfectly.' Cersei said 'I imagine you might be rather cold.' Cersei's eyes drifted between the sisters. Margaery seemed like she was going to be trouble. But Taylor had a look in her eyes that said mischief.

'The climate is a bit more forgiving back in high garden your grace.' Margaery told them.

'Should I have them bring you a shawl my lady?'

'I'm touched by your concern your grace but luckily for us Tyrells our blood runs quite warm doesn't it my lovely family?" she questioned looking to her siblings stood like statues waiting to be invited to sit.

'Yes.' Loras agreed simply.

'Warm blooded can't imagine we would fare well much farther north though.' Taylor mused.

'Is there a reason to be going farther north?" Cersei questioned.

'Not at the present.' Taylor told her and Cersei grit her teeth.

'What my dear sister means,' Loras cut in 'is that she does not have a husband, she goes where she is told. But we hoping to find her a match here in the capitol so she can stay close to her family.' Taylor offered Cersei an innocent smile. Margaery's smile didn't falter but she knew Taylor liked to push peoples buttons.

'Taylor isn't the queens gown magnificent,' Margaery went on 'the fabric the embroidery the metal work I've never seen anything like it.'

'I find a bit of armor quite useful once you become queen... perhaps before. Joffrey tells me you stopped your carriage in flea bottom on your way back from the sept.' Cersei recalled.

'Yes,' Margaery agreed 'I paid a visit to an orphanage the high septon told me about.'

'Margaery does a great deal of work with the poor back in high garden.' Loras added. Margaery's theatrics were just that. a piece of theater. Taylor nodded in agreement all the same.

'The lowest of the lowest or no different from the highest if you give them a chance,' Margaery told them 'and approach them with an open heart.'

'An open heart is what you're getting flea bottom if you're not careful my dear.' Cersei told them.

'That would be a shame Margaery you have such an elegant neckline.' Taylor mused.

'not long ago we were attacked by a mob there we had a full complement of guards and it did not stop them. The king barely escaped with his life-' cersei went on.

'My mother has always had a penchant for drama,' Joffrey said nonchalantly. 'The truth becomes less and less important to her as she grows older. Our lives were never truly in any danger.'

'You're right of course you are your fathers son,' Cersei said bitterly, but she forced a smile.

'We can't all have a Kings bravery.' Margaery remarked and the siblings shared a look of knowing, her gaze locked on Taylor as a smug smirk pulled at her lips that she tried so very hard to hide.

'Hunger turns men into beasts I'm glad house Tyrell has been able to help in these regards.' Margaery went on. 'they tell me 100 wagons arrive daily from the Reach, wheat barley apples we've had a blessed harvest and of course it's our duty to assist the capital in a time of need.'

'Well as Ser Loras, said Lady Margaery has done this sort of... charitable work before,' Joffrey said 'I'm sure she knows what she's doing.'

'I'm sure she does.' Cersei agreed the door opened again and Tywin stepped in. "Father?'

"Oh good, you haven't started yet.' Tywin noted sitting down across from Taylor.

'Tywin Lannister, my grandfather and Lord Hand.' Joffrey reintroduced. Margaery looked over at Taylor but she was focused on Tywin just as he hadn't stopped staring at her since he walked in.

'Pleasure to formally meet you.' Taylor said sweetly.