Cracked But Not Broken on hold

First Encounters and Plans are Made

I let out a soft sigh trying to work the nerve to enter the building its not even going inside that has my nerves fried rather the man I was sent to see. Petyr Baelish ever since me and my family have arrived in kings landing the man has giving me the creeps with how sickly nice he is around me and the longing lustful looks he gives Sansa. though I am sure this is the very reason Cersei sent me to deliver some papers to him instead of one of her many servants. I finally walk inside keeping my head held high and avoiding the lustful looks of some of the men walking towards their rooms i start to regret my decision to leave Sandor with Sansa today. As I go to pass a certain room that has the curtains the gives the people inside privacy my attention is drawn to a group of girls being looked over by an older man a woman already laying on the bed watching his and the girls with amusement in her eyes. And although im sure its normal in a place like this its more of the man himself that has my attention rather than his actions. from what i can tell from this distance the man in his own way is handsome giving off a confident air to him that draws you in. he has some grey in his dark hair telling me he is much older than myself and is dressed in a bright yellow robe with suns all over it. i know right away he is not from Kings Landing i find myself stepping a little closer to get a better look only to stop when he looks up and catches my starring his lip moves up into a smirk causing the woman with him to also look my way, right when it seems like he may come towards me i hear my name being called and i never thought I would be grateful for Baelish's attention. i quickly break eye contact with the man to look in front of me as Baelish reaches me

"My dear Lady Aleia you should of let me know you would be coming i would have met you outside myself a lady like yourself shouldn't come in here unescorted." he says as he holds out his arm which I for once gladly take more nerves than i was before i came in. allowing him to lead me to what I assume to be his office 

"I'm afraid i didn't even know i would be coming here today the Queen sent me here with some papers for you since everyone else has been to busy with the wedding to do it themselves."

we both stay in his office for a little while before i can finally leave and although i don't wish to go back out there on my own I deny his request to escort me out finding i can only take so much of him talking about my sister. I quickly walk towards the exit wanting to get back to my sister and Sandor as quickly as I can only to once again curse my own stubbornness when i am roughly pulled into a nearby room. I Let out a quite gasp and look around the room seeing another man sitting at a table with two girls on his lap. by the men's clothes i can tell right away that they are the Lannister's men I try to get my arm out of the man's grip only to be pulled towards the table and forced to sit on the man's lap.

"Look what I found wondering the halls. its lucky i found you this is no place for a little mouse of the north"

 i grit my teeth at the name most of Kings Landing has taken to call me thinking my quietness and need to avoid attention to myself as weakness. both men only laugh as they drink and start to sing some song, I don't care to listen to I just manage to get to the knife I keep under my dress when the curtains are pulled open and the man I had watched before strides in running his hand over a candle the woman and one of Baelish's boys following him. both Lannister men stand the two girls quickly leave i envy them, as my exit is blocked by the man that had pulled me in here. as soon as the man in yellow speaks, I have no doubt of where he is from or who he is.

my attention is pulled to the woman with him as he speaks to the two men the hate for the Lannister's barely masked by his sarcastic words. now that i am able to see her more closely she is beautiful and has an air to her much like the man I now know as Oberyn Martell has. though i have never even thought of another woman in any way that was not in friendship or family love. I feel an attraction to the woman. My attention is brought back to the matter at hand as Oberyn steps closer and holds his hand out to me once i take it he gently takes my knife from my other hand and pulls me behind him and towards the woman who gently puts an arm around my slightly shaking form.