The Forgotten Heir {GoT Fanfic}

Part 26

Lyanna walked into the chambers of the small council, where she had expected to find her father.
    "Not who'd you expected?" The voice of Petyr Baelish startled her a little.
    "No, my lord. I had hoped to find my father here." She tells him and he get to his feet.
    "Hope it's a pleasant surprise." He says before placing a kiss on her cheek.
    "Not here Petyr, anyone could walk in." She whispers, she places her hand on his chest to push him away a little and he gives her one of his famous cunning smiles.
    "Let them. It's not a crime to live your life." He says and he steps away from her and get his book.
    "You know that's not entirely true. I am the princess." She tells him, but she really wanted to feel his lips on hers again. "The rules apply different to me."
    "Even the rules for the royal family apply different to you." He says and she chuckles. He meant the fact that she had to find her own husband.
    "Until my grandfather swoops in and make sure I will do as he wishes." She says and he takes her hand in his.
    "I imagine your his favorite granddaughter." He says and she almost chokes on her air.
    "Tywin Lannister doesn't do favorites, besides I look less a Lannister than the rest of my siblings." She tells him.
    "But on a character bases, you look more like him than any other of your siblings." He says.
    "And here I hoped that I was nothing like the Lannister side of my family." She chuckles.
    "There's nothing wrong with having the benefits of both sides" He tells her and she looks in his eyes, he leans into her, "Don't tell anyone but I think you would be a better queen than the one we have now." He adds in a whisper.
Lyanna looks at him and she giggles, "Only if you shall be my King, isn't it?"
    "You don't need me." He simply says, "but I would love to be in your Queen's council, and in your bed if you'd let me." His voice was soft and he smirked.
    "You know, I think it's a good thing I declined the offer to marry Robb Stark, if the Starks truly hold my uncle captive, my Queen mother would consider me a traitor, even though she knows how well we get along." Lyanna says to him, ignoring his comment.
    "Don't you think you maybe could have prevented it from happening, if you were to marry the Stark boy." He says.
    "I don't know. Could I?" She asks and Petyr simply let go of her hand, and turned his back to her.
    "I am not making assumptions for you, my dear. One can only know how powerful one is, when one acts." He says, and she hated it when he was doing this. Sometimes she wondered if he didn't just knew too much. Then she thought about how great life would be for her if she just knew everything.
    "I am going to look for my King father now, will I see you later today?" She asks him.
    "If I find you in my chambers, than we might see each other later today, if not, well I am a busy man." He says and she rolls her eyes.
    "We'll see about that." She simply says and she walks past him, brushing past his shoulder while getting to the door. sometimes she was sick of his game.

Lyanna walked into her father's quarters, "Here you are."
    "I hear you wanted to see me." Her King father says and she smiles as she sits down on the other side of his desk.
    "I do indeed. I hear you're going hunting, you've put the command in the hand's name." She says and her father simply nods.
    "What is it you are saying my child." He says, expecting her to want something from him.
    "Can I please, please, please come and join you?" She asks, "Deer hasn't been out since we came back from Winterfell, she would love the exercise."
    "As much as I would love to take you with me, my child, you're a princess. You should act like a princess." He says, and she simply scoffed, "Your mother and I had a word about you. She compliments your adaption, and she wished for you to continue your good work, hoping you would go back to study with Myrcella."
    "Yeah, that won't happen. She has to be glad I am wearing these stupid dresses." She protests which made Robert laugh.
    "That's what I told her, but child, I cannot take you with me. I understand you miss your uncles, and the lack of company you now have, but I've been hearing stories about you ditching Ser Godric more often. That's not like the Lyanna I know." He says.
    "He's getting on my nerves. Now that I've been away from the capital I feel like these walls are closing in on me, including the company that's forced upon me." She says.
    "If you want another guard, I can arrange that." He says.
    "No, no, Ser Godric is fine, he does his job." She says, "I just need some alone time sometimes."
    "Is that why you've been spending more time with Littlefinger lately." He says and he looks at his daughter with a suspicious look.
    "You said it yourself, both of my uncles aren't in the capital anymore, I need some company other than Ser Godric." Lyanna says innocently.
    "I don't judge you, he's a clever man. You're a clever girl." He says.
    "Father, where is this conversation going?" She asks him in honest confusion.
    "I'm just curious how well the search for a husband is going." He says, "I hear your grandfather Lord Tywin Lannister is dying to find a suitor for you."
    "I'm working on that, I just need a little more time." She says, knowing that whatever match her grandfather would make her, it would benefit the Lannisters above the Crown.

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