Sit Still Look Pretty / Tywin Lannister (2.5)

5. Know my Enemy

"Tonight? With... tywin?" Sansa whispered.

"He asked me to join him for supper. What am I supposed to say?" Rieka countered.

"Back away satan?" Sansa offered and Rieka laughed out.

"I can't imagine him taking that very well." Rieka corrected.

"You always say what you mean to say you never sugarcoat it. Why are you being so hesitant now? Tell him no. Dont be weak and scared now."

"Rude"rieka corrected.  "Besides I am not." Rieka corrected sansa gave her a pointed look. "Honest I'm not. Swear to God-" she rose a hand up to the sky. "The only way I'm going to understand my enemy if I get to know my enemy."

"Well don't get your head chopped off while getting to know him." Sansa countered.

"That is not the plan."

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'I don't mean to disturb you,' Margaery said as Sansa knelt and prayed. Rieka was staring up at the clouds.

'You haven't.' Sansa told her.

"I'm really busy right now." Rieka mused. "Oh Margie, do come and join us."

''we'd like some privacy please if you wouldn't mind waiting inside the keep,' Margaery told the guards 'or if you'd be kind enough to give me your names I will ask King to speak with you himself?' Margaery threaten sweetly as she walked past them. Since sansa was on house arrest still not able to go anywhere without guards, they didn't want her running, just in case they needed to chop off her head. Rieka had more freedom since Cersei gave Rieka her very own stamp of approval.  ''what did you pray for?'

'I can't tell you.' Sansa told her.

'Why not? I'll tell you what I pray for... I was at the sept this morning let's see... for my family's health and happiness for an end to the war for a short winter boring in tradition I'm afraid and you?' Margaery remarked.

'I'm sorry I just can't,' Sansa told her.

"I dont pray anymore." Rieka remarked honestly. "I was cloud watching saw one I thought looked like a wolf, another a dragon, another a fat man that might have been robert Baratheon but he is in hell so he's not up there." Margaery laughed out. Rieka wanted to hate Margaery, she didnt even know why because it wasnt like cersei was nice to them in the beginning, they were still prisoners but it just felt like if Cersei didnt like Margaery then friend solidarity and whatnot.

'My cousin Alana was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen but I was 12 I was all elbows and knees and Alana looks like a goddess sent a torture me pig face she called me.' Margaery told them as they walked.

'Pig face that's ridiculous.'

'I think it had something to do with my nose whenever she passed me in the hall she would oink.' Margaery told them.

"Oink, oink." Rieka remarked bumping her hip into Margaery.

'Just like that!" Margaery agreed. "I was so mad, so I pray that she'd catch a horrible skin disease A week after that she came down with porridge plague.'

'Porridge plague?' Sansa questioned.

'Oh you don't have another North?' Margaery questioned. 'Your skin starts to look like boiled oats and eventually your face falls off and you die in agony.''

"Gods." Rieka chuckled seeing Sansas horror.

'That's awful,' Sansa said and Margaery nodded and Margaery chuckled as well. 'you are unbelievable I believed you porridge plague, I'm an idiot.'

'Don't say that no you're not.' Margaery said as they continued on their walk.

'So what happened to Alana?' Rieka pondered.

'Oh she is still the most beautiful woman and married a handsome Lord and they have darling children and live in a castle by the sea it's all terribly frustrating.' Margaery told them.

"castle by the sea, thats the dream... not my dream to be clear." Rieka assured.

''I'm sure she's jealous of you now. You'll be married here in the capital and she'll have to come watch you pretend to be happy that you're a queen.' Sansa told her her

'I want us to be friends good friends.'

'That would make me very happy.' Sansa told her. Margaery looked to Rieka.

"I have way too many friends right now, check again when one gets their head chopped off." Rieka mused.

"Rieka!" Sansa declared.

"Margie knows im joking." Rieka assured.

'You must visit high garden you'd love it there I know you would. we have a great masquerade the night of the harvest moon you should see the costumes people work on them for months.' Margaery told her.

'I don't think the queen would let us kings landing.' Sansa reminded her

'The queen regent you mean.' Margaery corrected 'once I marry Joffrey I'll be queen and if you were to marry Loros...' Margaery suggested. ''Your place would be at high garden wouldn't it?' Margaery went on with a wink.

"Loras." Sansa repeated happily. Rieka officially liked Margaery if she could get sansa out of here.

'We would be sisters, would you like that?' Margaery asked and Sansa nodded. Cersei really wasnt going to like Margaery. Already calling herself queen.