Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

1. Day Dreaming

Rieka Stark was bored out of her damn mind.

"Silver for your thoughts?" Rieka turned her cheek slowly to the voice, Renly Baratheon smiled back at her. "What are you thinking about?"

"Day dreaming of being anywhere but here." Rieka offered. 

"Smart girl." Renly agreed as Loras approached. Sansa straightened in her seat but Loras extended his rose towards Rieka. She tipped her head to sansa and loras turned on the charm handing off the rose. 

"Thank you Ser," Sansa answered dreamily. "Look Rie!" She squealed. 

"I see, pretty." Rieka agreed, Renly chuckled moving down a bleacher towards her. 

"Not enjoying your time in the capital?"

"Do you enjoy your time in the capital?" Rieka challenged turning towards him. 

"Some would say you are the luckiest girl in the world." Renly countered, Rieka scoffed. 

"Some would be idiots." Rieka countered. "He's your nephew, how do you tolerate him?"

"I dont, I'm at storms end." Renly corrected. "He's a pompous ass." 

"Take me to storms end, Renly." Rieka begged. Renly chuckled looking her over, she was certainly seductive, effortlessly so. She bit her lip noticing his stare. 

'100 gold dragons on the mountain.' petyr called back to Renly. RIeka knew the rumors about Renly but he was sweet and kind and handsome, three things she didnt think Joffrey, her unfortunate betrothed were. 

''I'll take that.' Renly said pleasantly. "You want in on this Stark?" 

"Is your boy going to win?" RIeka countered, Renly swallowed the lump in his throat. "Or should I say, our boy." Rieka clarified. 

''Now what will I do with 100 gold dragons Dornish wine or a girl from the pleasure houses?' Petyr questioned.

"Why are men like petyr so gross?" Rieka questioned. Renly smirked scooting a little closer. 

''You can even buy yourself a friend.' Renly suggested. Rieka chuckled biting her lip, her mother wouldnt approve her of her new friendship with Renly but her father smiled back at them happy Rieka was happy. Ned had known Renly to be a good kid, he was always sweet, always smiling and certainly made rieka smile, something Joffrey didnt. Ned watched them chatting as the riders got into place. 

'He is going to die!' Sansa told Ned dramatically. 

"That would be a real pity." Rieka countered. 

'He's going to try to win.' Ned told her the horn blew and they were off. Charging at one another Loras' lance got ser Gregor, he collapse to the ground into the fence breaking it. 

"Damn, flowers got skill." Rieka remarked. 

"He would like you." Renly remarked. 

"I'm a hoot and half." Rieka agreed. "Everyone likes me." 

"We should celebrate tonight." Renly suggested. 

"Celebrate?" Rieka countered cautiously, a womans reputation was all she had. Men could do as they pleased but if she was seen celebrating, even if it was innocent fun could ruin her reputation and ruin her union to- "Yes. Count me in." 

The smile on her face said, ruin my reputation pretty boy.

"Wonderful." Renly agreed before turning back to Petyr. 'Such a shame little finger it would've been so nice for you to have a friend.' Renly told him.

'And tell me Renly when will you be having your friend?' Petyr taunted gesturing to loras, Petyr turned back to sansa, and Ned. 'Loras knew his horse was in heat.' Petyr told sansa.

'He would never do that there is no honor in that in honor in tricks.' Sansa assured him.

'No honor but quite a bit of gold' Petyr told her leaning back, he caught the vicious glare Ned gave him, a warning to stay away from sansa. Gregor was not happy about it he threw down his helmet screaming out as Loras approached the victor.

'Sword!' Gregor screamed out as everyone cheered. Gregor was given a sword and he chopped his own horses head clean off with one swing Sansa jumped as the horses head severed and fell to the ground, a scream stuck on her lips as Gregor kept going. Gregor came at Loras knocking him down again and again. Loras's shield was not strong enough to fend off against Gregor.

"Um, should we do something?" Rieka stammered out as she stood up. Renly looked like he couldnt breathe but Sandor jumped forward.

'Leave him be!' Sandor declared dueling off against his brother. Gregor charged at Sandor, a wicked look in his eyes. Everyone watched in horror as Sandor faced off against his older brother. Rieka fisted her dress nervously as she watched unable to tear her eyes away. She didnt know when her dress turned into Renly's hand but she was holding tight to his hand within another moment. 

'That is enough! In the name of the king!" Robert shouted and sandor dropped to a knee, gregor's blade just barely missed his head. ''Let him be.' Robert muttered as Gregor stormed off.

"You saved my life ser.' Loras said walking up, still frazzled from his near death. 'thank you.' Loras told sandor.

"I'm no ser.' Sandor grumbled but Loras lifted Sandor's hand and declared him the victor of the tourney. 

Renly let out the breath he had been holding while Rieka sucked in a breath of relief. Loras smiled but his gaze shifted to Renly and RIeka, their hands still connected. Ned glanced back at Rieka seeing the same. Maybe he could convince Robert that Rieka and Renly should be wed.