Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

9. Kingsguard

"A member of the Kingsguard? As if I wasn't humiliated enough already." Loras groaned.

" Brienne is a very capable warrior." Renly countered trying to kiss him. "And she's devoted to me. You're jealous."

"Jealous? Of Brienne the Beauty? Don't make me laugh." Loras countered. "We both know your wife fancies me more than you."

"Now you are hurting my feelings." Renly mused.

"I'm sorry about my mother." Rieka remarked. Renly turned to her opening his arms, she moved to him  sitting in between his legs. "She always has to be the loudest and the only voice that matters. I dont know how my father survived with her for so long. He thought that capital would be a vacation no doubt. Boy was he wrong."

"Your mother isnt going to steal you away from us is she?" Loras questioned.

"I'm not leaving, my place is with you, the both of you." Rieka assured.

"I like to hear that." Renly agreed kissing her cheek.

"Kiss her like you mean it," Loras taunted pulling her towards him. Rieka blushed staying close to loras as his arms wrapped around her, sending teasing glances back at Renly. "this is why she likes me more." Loras informed him.

"Oh, what do you think of Brienne?"

"Dont get him started. " Renly countered.

"She's nice, skilled-"

"Beat loras, which was hilarious." Renly added.

"Be nice." Rieka countered.

"Yeah be nice." Loras agreed lips trailing rieka's neck, she giggled as her head tipped farther giving him more room.

"You two disgust me." Renly decided but there was no heat behind his words. "Your brother named himself king..."

"Robb doesn't want a crown he is just being a leader of the northern houses not a king." Rieka assured. "Robb never wanted that." Renly gave a tight nod. "Dont worry. I can speak to my mother again. Speak to my brother. Hes reasonable and knows im in charge. Has since the womb." Rieka added.

"Good." Renly agreed laying down. Rieka lay back against him.

"Its all going to work out, renly. I know it will because you are a good man." Rieka linked her fingers with his. It was strange but rieka reminded renly of his mother at times. Her gentle smile and loving nature. The way she hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her closing his eyes.

"I want to do right by you and the realms." He whispered in her ear.

"You will. You already are." Rieka assured. "Dont listen to my mother she thinks everyones a failure. Me included." She kissed his cheek before turning back around

"I dont think i have it in me tonight for more than this." Renly admitted still holding her close.

"I like this." Rieka countered closing her eyes. "Im not as sex crazed as loras. I dont need a cock every night. I like this." She assured.

"You havent had my cock every night." Loras countered. "Yet." He reached out giving her hip a squeeze. She smiled but kept her eyes closed.

"Night loras." She purred.

"Night Trouble... night your grace."

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"Well, if it isn't my favorite whoremonger. Pray I haven't kept you waiting long." Renly mused.

"Your Grace." Petyr answered. "Ah your grace! It is lovely to see you again your sister was worried when you left."

"How is she?" Rieka questioned

"Safe in the lannisters hands. Trapped like a caged bird." Petyr answered. Riekas face fell.

"Now you do the Lannisters' bidding, is that it? Tell me, was my brother's body even cold before you secured your newest patron?" Renly pondered.

"And betrayed my father." Rieka added.

"I'm a practical man." Petyr answered slyly.

" Just not a loyal one." Renly agreed.

"And who would you have me be loyal to? Your brother's corpse?" Petyr countered.

"You seemed to pretend to be loyal to my father. What happened?"

"You left. Shouldn't i ask you the same?" Petyr challenged

"I don't like you, Lord Baelish." Renly informed him. "I don't like your face. I don't like the words that come oozing out of your mouth. I don't want you in my tent one minute more than necessary. So tell me, why are you here?" Renly demanded. Petyr glanced to brienne. "You can trust Brienne. Her loyalty comes without charge."

Oohh burn. Rieka thought fondly.

" You still have many friends at court, Your Grace, many who believe Ned Stark erred by not supporting your claim." Petyr answered as renly plucked an apple before sitting down his gaze shifting to rieka.

"Now I understand. You know I have the numbers. You know I'm marching on King's Landing. When I take the throne, you hope to retain your position. And your head." Renly remarked taking a bite.

" I would give priority to my head." Petyr admitted, Renly snorted a laugh. "I understand that you don't like me, and while that saddens me greatly, I did not come here today seeking your affection. When you march on King's Landing, you may find yourself facing a protracted siege or open gates."

Rieka grew bored and found herself missing loras. Just like magic he appeared with wine and a smile.

"Is renly alright loras?"

"Better once we take kings landing. Thanks to my vast riches." Loras added.

"That's right you are funding this war. I should be calling you king or master of coin perhaps?" Rieka pondered.

"Not necessary but i wont object to you calling me master."