Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

12. The Irony

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"I want to come."

"You are not coming." Renly countered.

"  you bring my mother into battle, but not me?" Rieka scoffed

" firstly it's not battle. Secondly, she wouldn't take no for an answer."

" much like I.... she claims I'm stubborn. I think I get it from her." Rieka decided.

" I don't want you getting hurt."

" you're going to speak to your brother and what not, you are each going to be surrounded by your top guard. You would both be foolish to strike the other. He knows that he's a battle man."

" you're really not going to let this go are you?"

" I'm really not you. You might as well just agree now." Rieka agreed. Renly and loras shared a look

"She wants to come let her come." Loras agreed. "I will keep an eye on her."

"You are such a kiss ass." Renly decided.

"I like this type of ass kissery." Rieka assured. "Getting my way is the way to my heart."

"Hear that renly? Way to her heart."

"Lady Stark, I had not thought to find you in the Stormlands." Stannis remarked. "Nor you... lady rieka. But i suppose since you married my brother..."

"Yeah where he goes i go." Rieka agreed.

"I had not thought to be here, Lord Stannis." Catelyn admitted.

" Can that truly be you?" Renly questioned.

"Who else might it be?" Stannis drawled.

" When I saw your standard, I couldn't be sure. Whose banner is that?"  Renly countered.

" My own."

" I suppose if you used the same one, the battle would be terribly confusing." Rieka agreed. "Im fighting for baratheon. Well me too then why are we fighting?" Rieka declared. Stannis wasnt assumed

"Why is your stag on fire?" Renly called out.

"The king has taken for his sigil the fiery heart of the Lord of Light." Melisandre declared.

" Ah, you must be this fire priestess we hear so much about. Mmm, brother, now I understand why you found religion in your old age." Renly declared with a laugh. Stannis looked rieka over as she sat confidently on her horse. She wasnt his brothers type. Dark hair, dark blue eyes, cocky grin. More stannis type.

" Watch yourself, Renly." Stannis warned.

" No, no, I'm relieved. I never really believed you were a fanatic. Charmless, rigid, a bore, yes, but not a godly man."

"I am none of those things." Stannis countered. Renly chuckled at the fact that it seemed like stannis was trying to convince rieka, to woo her perhaps

"You should kneel before your brother. He's the Lord's chosen, born amidst salt and smoke." Melisandre demanded.

"Born amidst salt and smoke? Is he a ham?" Renly questioned.

"Delicious." Rieka agreed. "His side salad is a bit too mouthy though." She added looking melisandre.

"You little-" melisandre hissed. Rieka laughed as stannis scolded his little brother

" That's twice I've warned you." Stannis hissed.

"Listen to yourselves. If you were sons of mine, I would knock your heads together and lock you in a bedchamber until you remembered that you were brothers." Catelyn demanded.

"Its true she would. She has. And I don't put it past her to do it again to you two grown men or not." Rieka added

"It is strange to find you beside my brother, Lady Stark. Your husband was a supporter of my claim. Lord Eddard's integrity cost him his head. And you sit beside this pretender and chastise me. Your daughter married him. Went against her fathers last wishes-"

"Dont talk about my father." Rieka spat. "You didnt know him. He didn't know the man you are or have become. The only reason he claimed to support you was because you were next in line not because you were the right choice." Renly had never felt more proud. Not only did he have a wife that supported him and didn't mind that he was a bit different, but she stood up brazen against his brother. No fear.

"We share a common enemy." Catelyn countered.

" The Iron Throne is mine by right. All those that deny that are my foes." Stannis corrected.

" The whole realm denies it, from Dorne to the Wall. Old men deny it with their death rattle and unborn children deny it in their mother's wombs. No one wants you for their king. You never wanted any friends, brother. But a man without friends is a man without power." Renly informed him. Loras looked to rieka her hand on her stomach fisting her shirt. Perhaps it was Stanis that was making her nauseous.

" For the sake of the mother who bore us, I will give you this one night to reconsider. Strike your banners, come to me before dawn, and I will grant you your old seat in the Council. I'll even name you my heir until a son is born to me. Otherwise I shall destroy you." Stannis warned. Renly seemed to quickly debate that.

" Look across those fields, brother. Can you see all those banners?" Renly countered.

"You think a few bolts of cloth will make you king?"

" No. The men holding those bolts of cloth will make me king." renly countered. The people did love renly. he was kind and caring he tended to their needs. He cared about them. It was something rieka really valued him as a person not just a king her king.

" We shall see, Renly. Come the dawn, we shall see." Stannis assured.

"Look to your sins, Lord Renly. The night is dark and full of terrors."

" Would you believe I loved him once?" Renly scoffed as Stannis marched off.

" Fire worshipers? Is that really the man that Westeros wants to lead them into the future, that burn their enemies alive like the mad king." Rieka countered. " he has to see the irony."