Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

18. Say It

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"Are you here to seduce me?" Olenna pondered.

"A little obvious, perhaps." Varys countered.

"Oh, no, please. Seduce away. It's been so long. Though I rather think it's all for naught. What happens when the nonexistent bumps against the decrepit? A question for the philosophers. But you've come mincing all this way for something. So?" Olenna encouraged.

" Might I sit?"

"No. Come, I've heard you're such a clever man. I'm curious why you've sought me out." Olenna corrected.

""You've taken an interest in Sansa Stark."

" Have I? Because I spoke to her once in this garden and one of your little spies came running to tell you? Why shouldn't I take an interest? She's an interesting girl."

" Is she?" Varys countered.

" No, not particularly. But she's had an interesting childhood." Olenna admitted. "Her sister is thrilling however."

RIeka smiled tipping back into LOras with a laugh.

"You can't be serious!"

"I win."

"You are such a cheater, you play like that in high garden?" Rieka questioned.

"We do lots of things in high garden, maybe i show you one day."

"I would like that." She agreed.

"You would?"

"I would."

"You must see Highgarden. 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 declared.

" I- I don't think the queen would let me leave King's Landing." Sansa whispered.

"The Queen Regent, you mean. Once I marry Joffrey, I'll be queen. And if you were to marry Loras... Oh, your place would be at Highgarden, wouldn't it? We would be sisters, you and I. Would you like that?"

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"Hey i was thinking-" loras held up a tray of food. "Supper in bed after some sexy time i got food and possibly if you are interested a man a very handsome man not me level handsome but you know handsome enough-" loras went off as rieka chuckled. "Yep? Yeah? You like that idea? I will get him-"

"Marry me." Rieka demanded. Loras stared back at her. "I married renly and I loved him, same as you. He's gone, marry me." Rieka begged. "We need not stay here, if we are wed, you and I can be free of this place and the politics and... we could go to high garden. Don't you want to go home?"

"I do." Loras agreed sitting down beside her on the bed she got up on her shins and leaned into him. "What about your home?"

"Robb is dead, my little brothers as well. Jon is at the wall and Arya is missing. Sansa is here and a bitch." Rieka informed him bluntly. "home isnt home. Home is with you, loras you make me smile more than anyone, make me laugh when all I want to do is cry." Rieka reminded him grabbing his hands. "Please. Marry me, we can bring in another handsome man whenever you want." She added. "Not as handsome as you of course."

"Of course." He chuckled "you really wouldn't mind a third?"

" I don't mind, it was fun." She added softly. Loras wrapped his arms around her.

"You stole my line."

"Say it." Loras instructed.

"Rieka Rose Stark will you marry me?"

"Duh." Rieka agreed kissing him. "I can't wait to tell sansa. She has had a crush on you since day one she is going to be so jealous."