Monster // Petyr Baelish

68. Vows and Protection

"I will be back as soon as I can." Petyr assured. He had just told Rieka about Tywin's demands. "You can't come with me." He repeated. 

"He wants you to seduce Lysa, my aunt lysa. Loony Lysa!" RIeka shouted. "ANd you think I'm okay with this? Dont answer that, I'm not." Rieka assured him. 

"She has been in love with me for ages, I'm not falling for her, not then and not now you want to know why?" Petyr pondered. 

"Because you love me and I would castrate you." Rieka answered Petyr nodded slowly. 

"Because I love you." Petyr agreed giving her a kiss. "I am loyal to you and when I get back..." 

"We run away." Rieka suggested. Petyr nodded against her. 

"Be ready." Petyr agreed kissing her again. 

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'He's such a splendid fighter.' Sansa said as they watched Loras duel with another knight Margaery smiled over at her 'do you have any idea when we might...'

'I'll plant the seed as soon as Joffrey and I are married it should go quickly.'

'Joffrey won't let me leave he's got too many reasons to keep me here.' Sansa muttered.

''And only one to let you go,' Margaery told her ''because it will please me.''

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'I would much rather have Loras married off to Sansa.' Olenna informed Tywin. 'Cersei is old, loras is young. I don't want him tied down to her. to the Lannister name.' olenna hissed out.

'No.' Tywin said simply and utterly annoyed.

'You may have the stomach for blood shed but this is a completely other matter,' olenna assured him.

'My stomach remains quite strong the only thing that might turn it could be the details of your grandsons nocturnal activities,' tywin countered. 'do you deny them?'

'Not at all.' Olenna admitted. 'a sword swallower through and through.' olenna told him, sipping her wine.

'His affliction, when a boy with his affliction should be grateful for the opportunity to marry one of the most beautiful woman in the kingdoms and remove the stain from his name.' tywin told her calmly.

'Did you grow up with boy cousins, lords sons, sons of your fathers Bannerman, Squires, stable boys?'

'Of course' tywin answered

'And you... Never...'

'No' he assured

'Not once?' She said disbelieving 'not in anyway?'

'Never.'

'I congratulate you upon your restraint but it's a natural thing to boys having a go each other underneath the sheets.' Olenna said nonchalantly.

'Perhaps high garden has a high tolerance for unnatural behavior.' Tywin suggested.

'I wouldn't say that, we didn't tie ourselves in knots over discreet bit of a Buggery but brothers and sisters... Where I come from that stain would be very difficult to wash out.' Olenna countered.

'I will not breathe more life into a malicious lie by discussing it.' Tywin spat.

'Lie or not I must admit many people find it quite convincing. Convincing enough to put sword in your hand and send them off to kill Lannister's and Tyrells thanks to a new affiliation.'

'I don't care what people believe.' he said offering her more wine but she covered her hand over her glass 'and neither do you.''

''As an authority on myself I must agree.''

''No if the rumors about my children were true then Joffrey is no King at all and house Tyrell is throwing its prized flower into the dirt.'' Tywin reminded her.

'The starks are sweet, they are good girls, if Rieka hadnt already wed that unfortunate little finger I would have had Loras and Rieka wed by now." Olenna remarked. "And Sansa adores Loras... besides if cersei Is too old to give Loras children... We are throwing another prize flower into the dirt it is a chance we simply cannot take-''

''Don't make this difficult.' Tywin sneered.

''Im not throwing away both my grandchildren on corrupted lannisters.' Olenna informed him.

'The uncertainty makes you uncomfortable.' He said it was a statement not a question. 'All right I'll remove it for you. If you refuse to marry loras to cersei, I will name him to the Kings Guard. I'm sure you're familiar with the kings guards vows. He will never marry, he will never have children, the Tyrell name will fade and high garden will go to the children of Joffrey and Margaery.' Tywin informed her.

'You would have your grandson protected by someone who disgust you?'' Olenna questioned. 

''I will have my grandson protected by skilled warrior.'' tywin corrected. 'Who takes his vows seriously.' He smirked over at Olenna. 'so shall I draw the order? Or do you consent to this marriage?'

'It's a rare enough thing for a man who lives up to its reputation.' she said breaking his quill pen.