Chapter one
A/N: Hello everyone! I hoped you enjoyed the prologue! From this point, the story starts. It takes place at the start of season four, so a few years later than the prologue.
Of course it's very obvious to say that I don't own anything accept for Alyssa. I didn't want to put it down here, because of the obviousness, but I don't know it's like a ground rule or something.
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The sun was shining in her chambers. Alyssa growled. 'Way too early.' Last evening she drank too much wine with Tyrion and Bronn. The wine had filled her with pleasure and at night, she was dreaming about the night she had with Jon. She thought of that a lot of times. No one looked at her like that before. Not just lust, but also desire, passion. She hasn't seen or heard from Jon since, for he was a member of the Night's Watch now, but she knew he was thinking about her as well. 'I always leave my marks.'
There was a soft knock on the door. 'Oh no, not just now, my headache is taking over…' Alyssa thought but she did answer by saying "Come in!"
Eleonor her handmaiden stepped into the room. Once she saw Alyssa, she started to blush and looked to the floor. Alyssa, who always slept naked, wasn't aware that she lost her blankets that night. Alyssa sight when she saw that Eleonor was still blushing. "Come on now, these are just breasts. You have them as well. Here." Alyssa stood up and walked up to her, laying Eleonor's hands on her bare breasts. This made Eleonor blush even more.
"Whatever. What is it that you want from me?" Alyssa asked her, a little bit annoyed.
"M'lady, forgive me, your Lord father commands you to get down for breakfast. It's an important day and he is in need of you." Eleonor told her.
"Of course he is. Please, bring me the coldest water you can get and leave. I'll dress myself."
"Yes m'lady, thank you m'lady." With that, Eleonor left.
Alyssa totally forgot that today was the day that the guests would arrive for the Royal Wedding of her ridiculous nephew. The last thing on her mind right now was pleasuring people with making nice remarks and seductive looks. Of course, it was in her nature, but for now, she just wanted to sleep.
Knowing she could not refuse her father, she picked out a dress and combed her hair. She put on a sweet scent and drank the water Eleonor had got for her. 'Ready to go.'
"Ah! There she is! The most wanted woman in the whole of Westeros!" Her brother Tyrion said when she entered the room for breakfast.
"Thank you big brother. Good morning, father." Alyssa kissed Lord Tywin on the cheeks and sat down in front of him.
"Alyssa, Tyrion, I have something to do for you both." Lord Tywin said, one eyebrow up. This made Alyssa aware that it was no time for jokes, it was something serious and you could only please her father then by just do it what he tells you.
"What is it, father?" Tyrion asked.
"Today the company of Dorne will arrive. You both know House Martell is not, let's say, pleased with our family. Bad history. We need to feel them welcome, to avoid trouble. To win them over to our side. That's where you come in. Tyrion, negotiate with them. You find yourself a funny man, make jokes. Alyssa, do what you always do and give the men anything they want." Lord Tywin waited for a response.
"Even her cunt?" Tyrion answered, making Alyssa start to chuckle.
"Don't take that tone with me or talk about your sister like that, young man."
"Oh I'm very sorry Lord father. Forgive me for I have sinned. I just felt like warming up on my jokes before the company arrives." Tyrion answered, with a mocking tone in his voice.
"Be gone. Alyssa, you stay here for a while."
"Then I'll just wait outside for the Queen of Cubs and Beauty." Giving her a kiss, Tyrion left, leaving their father and Alyssa alone.
"I need to talk to you about something else too."
"I was already under the impression of that."
"My cub, you are smart enough. House Martell is a danger to this family. They know that they can hurt me most by hurting or using you. Prince Doran wouldn't be so foolish, for he is ill. But there is his brother, Oberyn. I don't know if he is coming with his brother, but look out for him. There are rumors that after each tournament he enters, he is flaunting about how you are the next girl he wants to.. fuck. If he comes, always be aware when he is around. Always keep your family close. Don't let him ruin you. As for that matter, I'm negotiating with a good House, a friend of ours, for a marriage. I cannot say which one or who, but when the time comes, I'll tell you. Be aware little cub." Her father looked at her, worried.
"I'm sure you'll find me a suitable match. Thank you, father. May I have your leave now?" Alyssa asked. Tywin nodded. Alyssa gave him one more kiss when she turned around and walked out of the room.
She knew this time would come. She knew she would be dragged into a marriage someday. She didn't care. Everyone knew marriages were there to bound Houses, not for love. If her husband couldn't give her pleasure, she could always ask Eleonor to do it for her and think about the time she had with Jon.
Tyrion was still waiting for her, as promised. He was talking to Lady Margaery, the soon to be Queen. When she heard Alyssa walking up to them, she turned around to look at her. She gave Alyssa a smile, as she always did when she saw her.
"Lady Alyssa, always a pleasure. You look beautiful, as always."
'As if I didn't know that. Be nice, Alyssa.'
"Thank you my lady. Looking forward to the big day?" Alyssa answered, a little bit bored.
"Very much, thank you. Would I be able to visit you this evening? I am in need of your help."
"Ah, my sister is starting to be the oracle of the capital." Tyrion said, making both woman laugh.
"Of course you may. But for now, my brother and I have business to attend to. So if you would excuse us?"
"I will. I'm looking forward to see you this evening, lady Alyssa." With a last smile, lady Margaery turned around and left.
"If it wasn't for the fact that she is engaged to that monster of a nephew of ours, I'd say she wants to lick your cunt." Tyrion told Alyssa.
"Who wouldn't."
"Great question. Let me think about that for a while. Now, what did our lord father want from you?"
"To warn me for Prince Oberyn, he wants to fuck me as well."
"Busy times coming ahead for you my sweet sister. Well, I love you with all my heart but please don't ask me if I could bring you another cup of moon tea. People will start to think that it will be for my lady wife."
"Speaking of, how is the Lady Stark?"
"Lannister, my love, for she is married to a creature like me. Times have been better. She doesn't eat anymore since the so called Red Wedding. A tragedy, all due to Lord Bolton, Frey and our sweet father."
"A pity, Robb Stark was a man loved by many. And I wouldn't kick him out of my bed."
"Don't let his half-brother at the Wall hear that, for he would throw himself off it."
Alyssa started to laugh. "Enough with the naughty talk for now. Have you spoken to Jaime lately?"
"Yes, he as well will not eat."
"Why not? He lost a hand, not a stomach."
"That's what I told him. No, I think it is because of our sweet sister. She won't let him into her bed."
"So she and lady Sansa DO have something in common!" Alyssa mocked.
"Fuck you."
"I'd rather not. Did I told you father is negotiating with a House for a betrothal?"
"No you have not. Which one? House Frey? Lord Walder Frey himself perhaps? His little lady wife was murdered by Lady Stark."
"Seven hells, I certainly do hope not."
"Of course he won't. You're the biggest treasure of the Rock, he won't give you to a House like that. Whoever this man is, he will be the most lucky man in Westeros to have a wife like you."
"Thank you, big brother. Now, where are they?" Alyssa looked around her. They have reached the spot where the company would arrive. Ser Bronn and Podrick Payne, Tyrion's squire, were already there.
"Still no sign of 'em, m'lady." Ser Bronn answered her.
"I wish they will come soon. I'm tired." Alyssa yawned.
"I can tuck you to sleep after this, m'lady." Ser Bronn gave her a naughty smile.
"Be careful there, for my big brother is here and we all know how protective he is of me." Alyssa smiled.
"Indeed I am. Oh look, I see something coming." Tyrion said, making them all look.
A few moments passed as the company got closer. Podrick named the Houses he saw on the flags. There were many, but House Martell wasn't one of them. Alyssa had a bad feeling about this.
When the company reached Alyssa and Tyrion, Tyrion asked immediately where House Martell was. A man answered: "Prince Doran is too ill to travel, so he stayed in Sunspear. He send his brother, Prince Oberyn, instead. He is already in the capital."
"Oh how lovely." Tyrion simply replied. He turned to Alyssa, lowering his voice. "Knowing the Red Viper, he will be in a brothel of Littlefinger's. Look for him there, and send him directly to our father. I'll take care of this lot."
"Are you sure it's a good idea to send me to a brothel, looking for a man who wants to fuck me?" Alyssa smiled, she wasn't scared of this Prince.
"Ser Bronn, please escort my little beloved sister to the brothels. Do not touch her or I would feed your hands to the goats. Oh, it has been a long time since I last said that."
"Of course, m'lord, I'll make sure they will do her no harm." With that, Ser Bronn and Alyssa left to find Prince Oberyn.
When they entered the brothels, a lot of men looked at her.
'Like they can afford me.'
It didn't took them long to find the Prince. He was standing in front of a bunch of naked whores. Seeing only his back, Alyssa knew it was a handsome man. Slim, but muscular. Alyssa coughed, to get his attention. Prince Oberyn turned around. He started to smile.
"Well well, Lord Tywin sends his own little cub to find me. I couldn't say how happy I am to see you, Lady Alyssa. Perhaps you can help me with something?"
"Oh, a lot of people are in need of my help today, why not one more, Prince Oberyn? What is it that you need of me?"
"Lots of things. But let's start with this one." He pointed at the naked whores. "I was just choosing one of these whores to share a bed with me and my paramour. Not just a whore, no, a whore who looks most like you."
"Ah, just when I started to think we got along so well you started to compare me with a whore. How… nice of you." Alyssa gave him her famous smile when a woman entered. She walked towards Oberyn and started to kiss him passionately.
"I would say 'Get a room', but that's the reason why you are here I suppose."
"Is that her, Oberyn? You are right, she is beautiful. I wouldn't mind having her in our bed."
"Sorry, quite busy this day, lady …?"
"Ellaria Sand, my lady. A bastard. No title for me. I'm sorry."
"No need for that, I am quite fond of bastards."
"Thank you my lady. Well, which woman looks most like you, you say?"
Ignoring this weird request, how on earth could a whore give a man the pleasure like she can, she faced Prince Oberyn again.
"Prince Oberyn, my father is in need of you. Please, after you are finished here, look for him. He has business to talk about." With that, she walked towards him seductively. He started to grin, thinking she would give in. She put an index finger on his chin, looking him in the eye. He looked at her cleavage and he leaned towards her to give her a kiss, but she held back.
"And as for your request, I'd go for her." She nodded at a pretty brown whore with firm breasts, the closest thing in the line to Alyssa.
With that she turned around and walked away. She stopped, looking back at his surprised face, throwing a golden dragon at him. "A Lannister always pays her debts." She walked out of the room, knowing she got his interest and she had left a big smile on his face.
That's it for today, my dear readers! Please let me know what you think about this story! It is the first time I'm writing a fanfic so please leave a comment!
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