Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

11. Bones

Renly found rieka sitting outside in the hot breeze as storm clouds brewed overhead. Elbows pressed into her thighs she watched the wind pulse through the leaves and felt occasional raindrops land on her bare skin. She looked so serene.

"Lovely night."

" a bit humid." She countered, glancing back at him. "You okay?"

"Yeah... i woke and you were gone." Renly answered sitting beside her. "Are you alright?"

"Thinking. About... well robb."  Rieka admitted. "I know my mother wants me to go to his camp well to go home not to another war camp. But i won't leave... i just... well if my father was asking me to leave yeah sorry but i would. He was my favorite person ever."

"I wouldn't hold it against you if you left but i would miss my wife extremely."

"I just miss robb. He's my other half and now i suppose you are."

"I like that." Renly agreed. "My other half." She grabbed his hand. "Come back to bed rieka."

"I'm going to sit here a while longer. You go. It's okay I'm fine." Rieka assured kissing his cheek.

Catelyn was planning on coming up to rieka and kidnapping her own daughter but she was so content. Peaceful. It was strange to see her so calm.

"Rieka," Catelyn said and her peace disappeared.

"Mother."

"Want to talk?"

"About?" Rieka countered

"Renly? Your father? Your sisters? This war?" Catelyn suggested.

"Not really just enjoying the humid air and the nice breeze." Rieka decided focusing on the stars barely seen past the cloud streaked sky.

"Fine i will talk you listen." Catelyn decided.

"I don't have a say so sure go on." Rieka agreed.

"I need my girls safe i need you home at winterfell tending to your younger brothers. I'm your mother and I'm in charge of you." Rieka didnt answer. "Pack up Rieka, we leave in the morrow." 

"You are right when I was a child you were in charge but now my husband is and I'm not leaving." Rieka countered. "I miss my brothers but I'm not running from this fight." Rieka informed her. A smile curved loras lips. 

"Our girl has fire." 

"I hope it doesnt fizzle out." Renly countered. 

"Go away mother, I liked the silence before your voice gave me a migraine." Rieka instructed. 

"Dont shoot, just me your favorite Tyrell." Loras remarked as Catelyn marched off. Rieka smiled back at them. "I love you feisty." 

"Yeah well that is my default." she answered completely not feisty. Renly took a seat beside loras and they shared a concerned look. "What's storms end like?"

"Stormy." Renly answered with a cheeky grin. 

"I think I like the storms." Rieka remarked. "We only really got snow storms back home, the rain is nice."

"Are you alright darling?" loras questioned. 

"Yeah, just... a long night it seems... the sun," She added softly. "It doesnt want to join us just yet."

"Eager to get things moving against the capital?" Loras questioned. 

"Eager for something, i'm not sure what." Rieka felt restless. 

"You know what would be nice? Inviting petyr to stay and waiting until he fell asleep and then killing him in his sleep." Loras decided. Rieka and renly stared back at him. "I said it would be nice i didn't say we had to do it."

"I love you Loras." Rieka declared. 

"How dare you?" Catelyn demanded. 

"You may have heard false reports." Petyr countered.

"You betrayed Ned." Catelyn shouted.

"Betrayed? I wanted him to serve as Protector of the Realm. I begged him to seize the moment." Petyr countered.

"I trusted you. My husband trusted you. And you repaid our faith with treachery." She hissed.

"No, my lady."

" Get out!"

" Cat, I've- I've loved you since I was a boy. It seems to me that fate has given us this chance" Petyr begged but she drew a knife glaring at him. He hesitated. Rieka's eyes went wide. 

"Go mum!" Rieka declared. 

" Have you lost your mind? Get out!" Catelyn told Petyr but her gaze shifted to Rieka. "Now you want to talk?" 

"This... i... whats going on? I love it!" Rieka decided. 

" Do you want to see your girls again? Sansa, more beautiful than ever? And Arya, just as wild as ever?"

" You have Arya, too?" Catelyns tone softened. Catelyn looked to Rieka. 

"I sort of left them in fathers hands." Rieka reminded her. "I was busy..." 

"Both girls are healthy and safe. For now. But you know the Queen and you know Joffrey. I fear for their longevity if they remain in the capital." Petyr agreed. Catelyn put the blade down.

"What do you want?" she agreed.

"The Lannisters will trade your daughters for the Kingslayer."

"Yeah of course they want Jaime." Rieka agreed with a scoff. "Jaime Lannister for two girls? Robb will never agree to those terms."

" I'm not bringing these terms to him. I'm bringing them to you, Cat." Petyr reminded her.

" You think I keep secrets from my son?"

"I think I learned from you ask forgiveness not permission." Rieka agreed. Catelyn scowled back at her.  "Unintentionally of course." 

"Robb has surprised them all with his skills in battle, but he's not a mother. Consider it, Cat. You may not get another chance. I've brought you a gift." Petyr reminded her.

"I don't want your gifts. A token of Tyrion Lannister's goodwill. He wants you to understand that this exchange of prisoners is offered in good faith." Catelyn countered.  Rieka couldnt breathe as she looked down at her fathers bones.