Noah [Game of Thrones] ✓

A Garden Party

Noah had asked for Joffree to leave her with Sansa so they could spend the afternoon in the gardens and he had accepted her request as per usual, leaving her with Sansa in said girls room after kissing her hand. Noah turns around to look at Sansa who only stares at her in awe. "How are you doing this?" "Doing that?" "He adores you! How can you walk next to him without being scared?" "One aspires to only fear fear itself, Sansa. And I do, in all honesty, not know what I do that seems to have so many lords at my feet. Trust me I am just as confused as you are.", Noah says, blinking. "Are you making fun of me?" "Not at all I mean it. I really do not know what it is that I do? I am in love with one man only. Do you really think me to be the woman who actively seduces men for fun?" Sansa shakes her head. "I didn't mean it like that." "My Lady Sansa?" Shae, whom Noah already hated, steps into the room. "You and Lady Mars have been invited by Lady Tyrell to join them for tea in the gardens." "Thank you. We shall go at once.", Noah says, taking Sansa's hands. The girl smiles happily and hurries to her teachers side, keeping one hand in hers. Together they leave towards the gardens where they are first greeted by Margery. "Lady Mars. My to be husband, the king, has spoken a lot about you." "I do not doubt positive things." Margery smiles falsely and nods. "Sit. Join us. I am so curious to find out more about you." "What you are asking me is if I will be a risk to your marriage and you becoming queen then no. Not intentionally at least. I do not any interest in the king regarding title and power. I like to be myself and in my position. I don't need to be a queen to be powerful. Now. Otherwise when it comes to your influence.. perhaps a slight bit. Cercei wishes for me to make Joffree a king. So I will. That means he will grow a stronger backbone and not be easy to control. His father Robert Baratheon was controlled as well. The true king over the seven kingdoms was always Lord Tywin Lannister. Therefore I will help him become Tywin Lannister.", Noah says, unfazed that the three Tyrells and Sansa listen closely. "However.. my main concerns here are my new job I have as his advisor and most importantly Sansa's safety. Do not worry yourselves too much. I do not plan on being in your way to capturing his heart. You are just unfortunate that I was the first one he asked to be his wife, yet I declined. That should be helpful. Now. I was lured here by the promise of tea and baked goods that I hope for all of you are not poisoned for I will end your dynasty before any poison can end mine." Sansa stares at Noah in awe. "You are unbelievable.", she gasps, before laughing. "For father and mother you always were a true lady and now.." "Oh please. I should let you know that I secretly taught Robb, Jon, Bran and Arya to swear like a sailor in return for a slice of lemon cake. And me, your father and the maester have made bets about which new letter containing a marriage proposal to me would burn the highest where we would shout so many bad words I am sure some of the crows can repeat them by now." Sansa giggles, covering her face with her hands.
"We wouldn't be ruining perfectly good food. Sit now. Right here next to me. Tell me a bit more about your new position and the king." Noah takes a seat next to Olenna Tyrrell, brushing her hair over her shoulders and crosses her legs elegantly. "Where shall I start?"

It appeared as if she had quite some friends that afternoon. That and apparently Loras Tyrell wasn't a swordswallower through and through. The admittedly charming young man had attached himself to every word falling from her lips and she could practically see the lust ooze out of him.
"Lady Mars may I ask you why none of the men that asked for your hand have been able to sway your heart in their favour?" "Loyalty is a rarity that I value above all else. My loyalties are clear enough aren't they? I am loyal to the man I love and I am loyal to the family I love and serve." "He must be something else to have captured your heart in his grasp so tightly." Noah smiles softly. "He is." "Oh tell us about him." "Yes. You never really spoke a lot about him when we were in Winterfell either!" Sansa and Margery peek up and Olenna gestures for her to speak with an amused glimmer in her eyes. "His name is Zachary Vicker. He is three years older than myself with tan skin, long, dark hair and dark brown eyes. He is even taller than myself." Noah chuckles and they all peek up a bit more at the dreaminess in her voice. "Zachary is kind and talented and caring. He carries me on hands. Cooks for me. He is a brilliant cook. The first year he came into my life I gained a lot of weight because he spoiled me so much. His intelligence is outmatching mine in some subjects but the best thing about him is his voice." "And why is that?" "Have you ever fallen in love with just the voice of someone. Before you've even truly seen them? Just that happened to me. Sometimes he sings for me as I sit and listen. I can not help but be left speechless every time. I can not describe every little thing he does that makes me love him with words. There aren't nearly enough to express his beauty. But I can say this much. I will never love someone else in that way again. Not even if he were to someday leave me. I do not think I could fall in love with someone else like this again." Noah's eyes have trailed from the table to the sky that is clear and filled with sunshine. She remembers fondly the realistic sun Zach has tattooed on his arm. She could practically imagine feeling his skin against her fingertips again. Swimming in nostalgia she wants nothing more but to drown herself in it, yet she is pulled ashore by Loras speaking up. "You speak as if you truly mean it. And I must admit I am almost jealous. But such feelings are not to be messed with. Yet now I do want to hear the songs he sang to you." Noah smiles softly. "You are asking me to sing for you?" "Can you?" "I am good enough for him to enjoy. But I don't know if it will be enough to satisfy you."
"I insist."
Noah closes her eyes, trying to think of a song that Zach didn't write but she still loved. She did doubt her ability to not break into tears if she but tried to sing one of his.
Finally she settles for one of her newer favourites since all the others are far too metal or rock to befit this very time.
Far away by Breaking Benjamin.
She opens her eyes once more with the first note.

Hope stopped the heart
Lost beaten lie
Cold walk the earth
Love faded white
Gave up the war
I've realized
All will become
All will arise

Stay with me
I hear them call the tide
Take me in
I see the last divide
Hopelessy
I leave this all behind
And I am paralyzed

When the broken fall alive
Let the light take me too
When the waters turn to fire
Heaven, please let me through
Far away, far away
Sorrow has left me here
Far away, far away
Let the light take me in

Once she lets the last note ring through the air she hears enthusiastic clapping. Glancing in amusement at the Tyrells and Sansa, all clapping, the three younger ones highly enthusiastic, while some of the servants too have started to applaud her.
"You really do not have to flatter me." "No! You sing like a siren." Siren.. Noah was quite flattered now. "Thank you. But I do believe one should still leave events as this at a minimum or else the bards may be out of their jobs." The people around them chuckle with her as they serve another round of tea.
What Noah doesn't know is that her voice had carried way further than intended into the city and into the castle. And that she now had already gained a new nickname. The ice water siren.