The Forgotten Heir {GoT Fanfic}

Part 38

Lyanna walked into his tent, slowly and with a slight hesitation, "Lyanna, my love, how are you here?" Petyr Baelish whispers as he inspects her, "I thought you would be at Robb's Camp."
    "I was, until he send me here to accompany Lady Stark." She spoke and she looks at him, "King Renly is my uncle after all." She let a silence fall as she poured herself a cup of wine, "But that's not why I'm here."
    "Then tell me, to what do I owe your attention?" He asks her and he takes her had.
    "You still love her, don't you?" She asks and he frowns slightly.
    "I will always love Cat. Yet, I chose to be with someone else, as I hope you remember." He say, his voice was barely above a whisper and Lyanna sighs.
    "It seems to me that fate has given us this chance." She quotes his words and she inspected him, waiting for his reaction.
    "I don't know what you're talking about." He says and she takes a sip from her drink and turned away from him.
    "See, Petyr, I think you do." She whispers, "So either you admit to me that you lied to me from the first, or..." She added as she straightened her back.
    "Or what?" Petyr interfered and Lyanna took another sip of her wine before turning back to him slowly, he was trying to provoke her and they both knew it.
    "Or I will do whatever I can to stand in your way, Baelish, we both know I can." She says and his eyes went over her before he kissed her.
    "I did what I do best, Lyanna," He whispers against her lips, "I lied to you and I have manipulated you."
    "I appreciate your honestly." She says and he frowns as she takes a step back.

    "Let me take you back to King's Landing, Princess. This is not the place for you. I've missed you." He tells her.
    "I've missed you too, Petyr." She says with a sigh as she gives in, yet she took another step away from him. "I will consider your offer," She adds, "Once I am sure that I will not walk into a dead trap."
    "Your uncle, Tyrion, is acting hand of the King. He will not let them kill you." He says, "Neither will I." His voice was again just above a whisper, and she wasn't sure if she heard him correctly.
    "Just like you protected Ned Stark?" She asks him as she looks away and she takes another sip.
    "Your sister misses you very much, and so does your littlest brother." He ignored her comment just like she'd knew he would.
    "And you know this because you spoke with them I assume." She asks in delight, she knew very well that he didn't have.
    "The Queen came to visit me after you were gone. The rest is of course, just whispers, you know how it goes." He tells her.
    "My mother?" She asks with big eyes and her voice had so much confusion in it, "Why would she go to you?"
    "The last time someone saw you was when you entered my brothel, remember?" He says, "She also knew we spoke often before you fled.
    "Spoke." She repeated with a scoff.
    "She, of course, didn't know that we did a lot more than just speaking." He whispers and she rolled her eyes.
    "What did you tell her?" She asks him, somewhere she was afraid he would tell Queen Cersei everything he knew, but at the same time Lyanna knew he wouldn't do that.
    "Of course I told her that I was not only speaking with you and tell her all the stuff we've done and that I helped you escape the capital by ordering the city watch to break up a riot in Flea Bottom, which wasn't there and making so that you could flee for Robb's camp." He says with a smirk and she frowns. She had never realised that there was indeed no city watch around when she and Godric left the capital. Did he really do that for her?
    "Petyr..." She sighs and he takes her cup from her hands and placed it on the table nearby, he grabbed her hand and he placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.
    "I told her that I wasn't in the brothel at that very moment, I was doing financial business elsewhere. So even if you visited my brothel I wasn't there at the moment. So I couldn't help her." He says and she looks at him.
    "I owe you." She says thankful and she looks at him.
    "I trust you haven't told anyone the reason of our meetings, as neither did I." He says and he looks at he. Her eyes met his and she gazed at him for a moment.
    "Of course I haven't told anyone. They would call me madder than the mad king when they would find out." She says with a emotionless chuckle, "I should rest, my lord, there are long days ahead." She continued and she places a soft kiss on his lips.
He quickly deepened the kiss and Lyanna only realised now how much she had actually missed him. It made her wonder if they could ever truly be together and how that would be.
    "Come with me." He whispers against her skin and it send a shiver through her spine, she wanted him.

Why was she serious considering to go home with him?