(Writers notes) I don't want to write in here like this, but I want to give out a warning. There will be no sexual details, but there is a sexual scene. I do skip the details, though. But this is only a warning if you don't like to read sexual content.
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The isolated cage was covered in darkness, damped with just a bit of light coming from a lit staircase.
A young girl shivered in the corner of the cell, clothed in only dirt and her own filth. She longed for the sun light to shine upon her and cleanse the filth she wore everyday.
She opened her eyes to look upon the darkness of the day. From the staircase, she heard footsteps coming down. Each step grew louder and stopped in front of her cell.
"Come now, child, it's a glorious day to finally let you out." A man spoke and unlocked the cell door with a single key.
She slowly stood up, walking towards the voice and smiled. "Thank you, sir... But may I ask why?"
"No, you may not." He snapped back at her as they walked up the stairs.
The light from the sun nearly blinded her as the reached the top. She flinched back, covering her face. Maybe she thought wrong, maybe she didn't want to see the sun after all.
"You'll get over it, kid." He pushed her forward to a woman; Cersei.
"Who is this?" Cersei asked him.
"This is Aemi." He replied. "I've heard rumors lying about that there were people after her. I thought maybe it'd be better off if we looked after her more."
"Yes, father." Cersei nodded at him and glared at the girl. "Though, we might need to clothe her in... Clothes..."
"We'll have a servant do so." Tywin agreed.
Vivian wandered through the halls of the castle. An hour ago, she and Joffrey spent time together hunting animals in the forest. Joffrey caught up to five animals as she only caught two.
Presently, Vivian stumbled upon Sansa's chamber and thought about going in. She decided to keep walking but the door opened and Sansa walked out and stared at Vivian.
"May I help you...?" She asked politely. Vivian could tell Sansa didn't feel safe around this place.
"No, no, just going back to my chamber... My room, you know." Vivian smiled.
Sansa looked at her and tried to smile but couldn't. "Oh."
"Lady Sansa, I do not think you want to be here. Why are you here?"
"Of course, I must be here with my husband. I cannot leave the man I love." She replied.
Vivian didn't feel convinced. "You are forced to be here, no?"
"No, I am not. Now if you would excuse me, I must be ready for lunch in the garden with my husband." Sansa walked away.
Vivian didn't understand why Sansa bothered to stay there if she didn't like it. If Vivian was forced to a place, she would no doubt escape or kill everyone.
In her chamber, she already saw Cersei sitting down on a chair. Vivian closed the door and walked further in.
"Your grace." Vivian curtsied.
"I understand you and Joffrey are close now, though still, he hasn't changed any wedding plans." Cersei said.
Vivian wanted to roll her eyes but didn't; "I know, I know. I've been trying to get him to cancel but he's not listening!"
"The wedding is in two days, Vivian. You promised and made a deal with me. You won't get your sister back unless you marry my son and I still get to be queen!"
"I know I promised." Vivian crossed her arms. "I'll cancel the wedding no matter what it takes."
Cersei forced on a sweet smile; "Thank you."
At night, Vivian snuck into Joffrey's chamber and closed the door. He sat up from in his bed.
"Who's there?" He called out.
"Shhh!" Vivian hushed him. "It's just me, Vivian."
He lit a candle and got out of bed; "What do you need?"
"Your wedding is in a day now. I figured when you're married, we can't have these affairs..." She spoke softly.
"Affairs?" She could tell by his voice he smiled a little.
"Yes." She inched towards him and kissed his cheek. She felt unprepared and disgusted with herself. She may have killed many things and a few people, but she did have morals. She wanted it, but not like this. She wanted this out of love, not out of a deal.
He pressed his body against her structure, leaving hardly any room in between. His lips pressed against hers in an intense kiss while His hands traveled down against her lower back.
Vivian took a second to breathe, within this second he slipped his tongue in between her lips. The kiss was tender as their tongues fought for dominance. As king, Joffrey obviously won.
They moved to his bed after a while, settling down and taking pieces of clothing off. All throughout the night, the fight over dominance lasted between them.
The sun rose, waking Vivian up. Her eyes opened to find Joffrey's arm around her. Had they really gone this far? She quietly sat up and gently moved his arm off of her.
Vivian rubbed her tired eyes and looked around for her dress and found in laying on a chair. She dressed herself, afraid of having a servant dress her in his room.
Out in the halls, when she decided it was clear, she walked back to her chamber. Again, as she walked in, Cersei was found already there.
"You were not sleeping in your chamber?" Cersei asked.
Vivian felt too ashamed to speak so she shook her head instead.
"Why not?"
"I just..." She couldn't finish her sentence.
Cersei shook her head; "As long as he changes his mind with Maraegry, it's nothing to feel ashamed about." Vivian nodded.
"I apologize anyway, your grace."
"There is nothing to apologize for. I am not here about Joffrey anyway, my father wishes to speak with you." On cue, Tywin walked in with a smile. He sat in another chair near Cersei.
"Yes ma'am." Vivian said. Cersei smiled and left them alone. "What is it, your grace?"
Tywin gestured her to sit; "It's rather important. It is about your sister. We have been informed that a girl is among us. She happens to be the daughter of the man who... Killed your parents and took your sister." Vivian sat down, concerned.
"What do you want me to do about it?" She responded.
"Nothing, unless you want to do anything."
Vivian tilted her head; "Do what?"
"You can always capture her to trade... Or kill her and send him a message." Tywin replied to the girl. He got up from the chair and started walking. "Or you can do nothing and sleep with my grandson every now and then."
"Wait, what?" Vivian asked but he had already left. "First, I have to stop a wedding. Now I have to kill someone? What the hell is wrong with my life..." She brought out a dagger and threw it at the open window. Outside, she heard a cry and then a few screams. "My mistake..."
