King 's Landing

In the Kings Solar, the King and his new Hand were alone in deep conversations.

"HOW MUCH?..."

"Two million dragons for Lord Tywin Lannister and hundred thousand dragons for Tyrion Lannister. A kingly sum Robert. Money you would need to stabilize your Kingdom."

"Damn you Ned, don't start again with how much money i am in debt. I don't want to hear it."

"Your master of coins does a horrible work Robert. I don't know what he does but he is certainly not able to control the correct demand of taxes."

"Ned, you are not really telling me to accept the money for the Lannisters freedom, do you?"

"Don't be ridiculous your Grace, of course not. The Lannisters would try a second sack of the City as soon as Tywin is back in Casterly. There are already rumors on the streets that Kevan Lannister is recruiting every sellsword in Westeros and Essos.

No, i was just saying that the money for the Lannisters would be quite welcome because your Master of coin is at least useless and in the worst case imaginable absolute corrupt and a thief."

"What the hell Ned, you are telling me Baelish is stealing from me? Jon had brought this man to the Court, are you actually telling me that you suspect that Jon brought a thief to me? How dare you say something like that about Jon?"

"Calm down your Grace, i can guarantee you that Jon had no knowledge about any illegal things. Baelish likely betrayed our poor fosterfather too. I ask you to give me free hand to search for more evidence."

"Oh. Of course Ned, find out everything about him and if he betrayed Jon and me of course, then i will introduce him to my hammer repeatedly."

...
Meanwhile in the Garden of the Red Keep, Lord Baelish stared hatefully at the large man whose thick arm was being held by a beautiful red haired young woman.

Damn Northmen.

...

"We will certainly not leave this horrible Pink in our Colors, now will we Harbold?
It clashes absolutely horrible with my hair. Domeric didn't wanted to listen to me when i talked about that with him, he liked the Bolton Colors, but you are not Domeric. You would do me the little favor and change the bright Pink to a nicer Color, right Harbold?"

"Of course Lady Minisa, they are my Colors for just a few years now. I have no problems to change them to a color you like more."

He smiled at her adoringly.
Minisa Stark looked back to her fiance with an impish smile and both her hands grabbed his thick arm a bit thighter. She was walking with him for already half an hour in the Garden and had decided to use her Chance to ask him for some favors. He was wonderfully agreeable to all of what she wanted. She decided to be happy that Domeric had been stupid enough to trust his own half-brother and paid with his life for that and that said half-brother and Lord Roose himself then met Ice. It was certainly a nice gift from the Gods that her new fiance adored her way more than her old one and wanted to make her happy.

She snuggled closer to the tall and heavy muscled Lord Harbold Bolton.

" We are to be married soon Harbold, i would certainly like it if you might like to call me Minisa and i would be even more agreeable if you would call me by my nickname Mina."

Harbold swallowed.

"I...i am quite thankful to be married to you soon too...Mina." He answered with a bashful smile.

Mina grinned. He was so shy around her, it was amazing actually. He was nearly as tall as the Greatjon, was nearly as hairy as a Bear, was seven years older than her and a ferocious fighter but he was so shy now that she flirted with him.

Her grin turned to a happy smile.

"Do you have a name of endearment too?. Any nickname that i can call you Harbold?"

" Never had one. You could give me one Mina, if you like to i mean."

He looked hopefully when he said that.

"Can i call you Harby? And you might like to call me Mini, a bit different from how my Siblings nicknamed me. Mini is how only you can call me if you like to and no one else should call you ever Harby."

"Only ever you will call me Harby and i am honored that only i am allowed to call you Mini."

Both looked at each other, smiled while looking into each others eyes and then Lord Harbold gently lifted his fiance up until both the heads were at the same height and they kissed.

At first timidly but with every second that the Kiss lasted, it also got more passionate.
Minisa buried her hands in Harbold's heavy mane and opened her mouth. Their kiss made them breathless and Harbold grabbed his fiance tighter and tugged her even closer. Minisa wrapped her legs around his waist, slightly hindered by her long skirts. They both moaned happily.

"Oh for all the Gods sake, Minisa Stark, unwrap your legs from your fiance's waist right now. Lord Bolton, i thought you better behaved than to behave so unashamed with my daughter before you are married and in an open Garden no less."

"But father, he is my fiance. You said nothing about Robbs behavior with his fiance days before his marriage."

"Like you said yourself daughter, days before his marriage. Your own marriage is still some time away. Also, Robb and Nella had been not so stupid to present themselves to openly."

"Lord Stark, i would not shame Mini...aahh, i mean Lady Minisa. I ...ahem..i.."

From behind a thick tree a slim and shortish man appeared.

"Honored Lord Hand, i was unfortunatly witness to this display. Lord Bolton was clearly at fault for this spectacle. Your lovely daughter is innocent."

"What are you saying?"

"I was witness that the Lady was overwhelmed. That is what i am saying Lord Stark."

"And who are you that i should trust your words. You did not introduce yourself."

"Oh i beg your pardon Lord Stark. I was so distracted by what i had witnessed that i completely forgot my manners. I have the honor to be the Master of the Coin for our Grace King Robert. I am Lord Petyr Baelish."

Eddard Starks face turned wolfish.

"You are exactly the man that i had wanted to meet. Come, i have to talk to you."

"Of course Lord Hand. Just a minute, if you please would wait."

He stepped closer to Minisa and Harbold.

"It is an unexpected pleasure to find such a flower like you here Lady Minisa. I am sure your Harby would be quite happy with you. I.."

Before he could speak another word though, Minisa punched him in the face and he stumbled back. It was not a slap like some women might do but instead a real punch, done with her slim but hard fist.

"I am the only one that can call Lord Bolton so. Consider this punch a warning."

Petyr Baelish was holding his face and looked shocked.

Ned Stark rolled with his eyes and mumbled something about Wolfsblood.

Harbold Bolton looked turned on.