Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

23. Stay Away

This is why we can't have nice things / HOTD / Lady Justice
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Rieka was in the best mood. She decided that women that didnt have two men in their bed were missing out. 

Loras hand slid past Rieka, and she didnt have to see to know he's drifting his fingers over to Ser Barnes arm.

 "We should talk about-"

"In a little while." Loras moved, wedging his free arm under Rieka so he can reach around and cup one of her breasts. She gave a little breathy laugh. 

"You can't solve everything with sex." Rieka whispered 

"This isn't about solving things." He plucked her nipple, and she instinctively arch back against him. He grabbed her hip and pulled her back even farther, until his cock was pressed against her ass. They never did get around to talking about where they would go next. With the royal wedding fast approaching Rieka wanted to leave, she was ready to leave. She wanted to go to high garden and meet his older brothers, to dance among the gardens, to be free. But they still had time. 

When the official news broke Joffrey had marched up to Rieka and Sansa.

"Your brother is dead. You will see his severed head at my wedding." Joffrey declared. "Traitors the lot of you, another dead wolf, good riddance."

Rieka snapped. It wasnt just finding out that is was Tywin that ordered the command, it wasnt just Robb's death it was being trapped here and Joffrey being a complete and total dickhead. Rieka shoved JOffrey back, he wasnt expecting it and he fell landing back on his ass.

"I'm going to kill you!" Rieka decided. "How about that? I serve your head to Margaery instead! SHe will thank me for it." Rieka launched herself at Joffrey pummeling him. He whimpered out covered his face with his arms. He begged her to stop but she didnt. Sansa stared wide eyed and paralyzed.

"Rieka!" Tywin demanded moving to pull her off but she latched onto the little monster with fury.

"Ser Gregor." Cersei commanded and he grabbed RIeka before Tywin could shout no. She is the key to the north. He flew her across the courtyard with a single throw. She hit the podium and lay motionless before them. Cersei ran to Joffrey while Sansa and Loras ran to Rieka.

"I want her head on a spike next." Joffrey hissed as Cersei helped him up, he brushed her off before limping off, clutching at his ribs. "I want her head."

"Thats not going to happen." Loras countered, seeing Sansa's fear.

"He's the king." Sansa whimpered out.

"I wont let him hurt her, she is my wife." Loras reminded sansa. 

Tywin marched back to riekas chambers were Rieka was finally awake, dried blood in her hair from where her head hit the podium. She glanced at the door hearing Tywin approach. Loras rose up blocking his past. 

"What you did was foolish." Tywin said calmly, but he didnt sound mad. Rieka studied him past the vertigo and migraines. Loras hesitated sitting back down beside her. "Are you alright?" Rieka shrugged putting her tea cup down. "I spoke with Ser Gregor he won't be bothering you again." She licked at dry lips and her silence was worse than her shouts. Tywin liked rieka. She reminded him of how cersei was when she was younger. Reminded him of joanna at times. Rieka didnt speak just grabbed loras hand. "Rieka, please, talk to me. You wont be punished for this but you can't just attack the king like that. In broad daylight, with everyone watching-"

"So I should kill him in the cover of night." RIeka agreed. "At a wedding perhaps." RIeka suggested. "Get someone else to do my bidding."

"RIeka-"

"I hate you Tywin. Stay away from me. All of you. Stay away from me."