Chapter 4

Sam

Sam spent the rest of the afternoon in silence within a chamber designed for a wealthy lord. A few of the servants had come to dress him and when he refused they looked at the guards behind them. Within seconds Sam was pinned down and undressed. Finally they all agreed that he had no concealed weapons and the guards released him but naked I front of the two female handmaids who were the Queens. Looking at one another they smiled before pulling clothes onto his bare body. Violation had him blushing like a school kid, yet he did nothing to stop them if he did then the Queen would see it as an insult.

"She'll like you." One of the girls sniggered at him. Sam looked down at the two girls, she spoke again. "We're here to dress you, sir, nothing more." She smiled darkly at him, both knew it was a lie. The Queen wanted to know what he looked like naked, well so be it.

Giving the dark haired, pale skinned female his darkest look he spoke freely. "What's your name, I might get you chastised for the way you speak to me." He played a card he knew wouldn't work.

Bowing her head she kept her wonderful brown eyes directed at the floor. "My name is Kaede." Daringly, she glanced up at him but let her gaze fall again. Sam noticed a blush crawling up her neck.

Finding himself smirking at the young female he continued his fake persona. "Kaede." He played her name around his mouth. "Hmmm... I'll recomend you to the Queen. You seem her type."

Kaede's head shot up in fear, then her eyes clouded with menice. "I hope, good sir, that you will adress her about my tender nature." Bowing she stepped over to a great wooden chest the guards had hauld in for the two petit females. At first glance both of them looked lean and well treated but under closer inspection he had learned that there boned were not as strong as their muscles. Showing they were under norished for most of their lives.

"Does the Cersei do a lot of work with the less fortunate?" Sam asked Kaede while the other female, who he had no interest in, was pulling a tunic over his head.

Over her shoulder, Kaede throwed him a questioning look. This prompted Sam to go further into his question.

"I see that you are both lean in body yet the way you move means you have fragile bones. Which leads me to think you haven't had the best of look through out your lives." Both the women froze for a second before shaking their heads and continuing there work.

Kaede, being the daring young lady he was getting to know, spoke in a slow disinterested tone. "It is true we have not had the right amount of food through out our lives. We do not go into our roots because we now live within the palace." Kaede brought over a pair of trousers for him to climb in to. As she bent down to place his feet into the trousers she spoke loudly, enough for the guards to hear in the far corner. "I am loyal to the Lannisters and will be until my death. I owe the crown my life because they saved me from a horrid life of whoring or worse."

Sam chuckled down at her causing Kaede to tilt her head up. "There's worse than whoring?"

All of the menace in Kaede's face disapeared as she pulled the trousers further up to Sam's waist. "Torture is a way of getting money these days, with the war and what naught."

Grimicing at images his brain conjoured of Kaede being tortured came to his sight. "I hope nothing happens to you Kaede and you of course young lady." He pinned a harsh stare on the two women.

"Almost finished sir." They pulled a crimson and black doublet over his shoulders before they tied him into it. Kaede glanced at him in admiration. "What family do you come from? If you don't mind me asking, sir?" She purred the last word out like a pleased cat.

"How would you know if I had wealth?" Sam smirked down at her.

Giving a smirk of her own she finished lacing up Sam's dublet up. "I can tell by the structure of your body, sir. No man who is underfed would be as tall as you or as strong as you." So she had heard about what had happened between the two guards.

Sam looked down at Kaede's perfectly sculpted face, up close she looked beautiful. The smile that graced her lips showed white teeth as shiny as diamonds. Sam felt uncomfortably attracted to her, as he did when he first met Cersie in person. It wasn't going to end well if he had sex with them both. Pulling her hands from his chest he stepped back from her and walked to the mirror. He was unrecognisable, which was good since he wanted to fit in until he could escape and find Dean. Sam wished that Dean was having as good a fortune as he was. Heaven forbid they were both stuck in Westeros until the end of days. The real world needed them, to fight the angels and demons which plagued the earth.

"Sir..." Kaede was behind Sam now, he hands folded neatly in front of her. "Be kind to our Queen. After eveything she has been through a think she deserves as much."

Kaede's words shook Sam enough for him to turn to her and gaze in to her deep brown eyes. From what Sam had read and seen on the TV show about Cersei Lannister he knew her true intentions, maybe Kaede didn't know her mistress as well as she thought. Sam wasn't about to say anything though because the two guards over in the corner were Lannister guards. Without a doubt he knew that anything said in the room was about to be reported to Cersei anyway.

As cold as Sam cold be he smiled at the young woman, his face a mask a menace. "You are nothing but a handsmaid, how would you know what your mistress wants." Sam hated the way he acted towards her. It was out of character for him to act the way he did but he had to for his own protection.

Kaede's face contorted in to disgust, picking up her dress' hem she headed to the guards. "He's ready to be taken to the Queen. We need to dress her before he comes up. A messenger will come when she's ready." On that she left the room with the other young female hot on her heels.

One of the guards stepped forward and adressed Sam. A low voice coming from behind the helmet. "Follow us, Tyrion Lannister begs an audiance with you. The Queen must not know though."

Sam obeyed the guard and was lead out in to the hall. Stopping as the guards adressed the other two out side the door. Lying that Sam had requested to walk around the Red Keep. At first the guards seemed suspiscious until Sam spoke around the guard.

"I have to walk these long legs of mine." He smirked before continuing. "Disadvantage of being tall and shoved in a small chamber."

Nodding, they got permission to leave. As they left Meagors tower the first guard spoke to him. "Why did you agree with the story?"

Sam was in awe at the Red keep so when the guard stopped and repeated the question Sam had to shake himself in to awareness. "Lord Tyrion wish to speak with me then I will do anything to please my Lord."

As they entered the stable Sam was pushed to his knees, befor ehim stood one of the most iconic character in all of Game of Thrones. Tyrion Lannister. He was asctly how Sam imagined him. Short, a grimicing look and a thick head of golden hair. Trying to keep a smile to himself, Sam looked in to his mismatched eyes.

"My lord," Sam adressed him, stumbling over the few words. "An honour to meet you."

Tyrion grinned down at Sam. "The man who made a great first impression on my sister. I hope you understand that is truly hard to do. Yet here we are." Menace laced Tyrion's voice. Sam understood now why he was there. Tyrion was going to use him as a weapon against his siter. "I'm going to pay you Sam... Do anything you need to get infomation from my sister. Sleep with her if needs be but you must not let her know of our arrangment."

Frowning, Sam shook his head. "I can't do that. Cersei would surly find out."

A ruffling noise came from the entrance of the stable and stood in the doorway was Cersei handmaid, Kaede. "Sam is not for sale Tyrion, he is the Queens. Come here Sam."

Climbing to his feet Sam walked towrds Kaede before he was yanked back by one of the guards. Grunting, Sam through a fist over his shoulder which connected with the guards helmet. Pain shot through Sam's knuckles yet it was enough to shock the guard. Bringing his foot up to chest level Sam plowed it in to the guards chest. It sent the first and the second guard who was behind him tumbling down to the floor. At that moment Kaede had sprung to life, darting across to the fallen guard and shoving a dagger in the small gap between the helmet and his chest piece. Sam saw a rush of blood as he struggled to shake her off, it was too late for him. She had stabbed him in the jugular meaning he was dead in the next couple of minutes.

Tyrion had disapeared during comotion, Sam knew he would be seeing him sooner than he wished though.

Kaede pulled on his arm,a feeble attempt. "We need to get you back now, before the Queen requests to see you." His words pentrated his haze of thoughts.

"How did you know?" Sam asked as they made their way to Maegors. When they climbed the stairs they were passed by curious guards but Keade was able to dismiss them, insisting she had found him wandering the castle of his own.

"When I went to give a broch the guards said that the other two had gone with you for a walk. No person takes a walk around the Red Keep out of pure pleasure. The Red Keep is nutorious for its secret hiding holes so why not hide their instead of being exposed?" Kaede shrugged her shoulders, causing her hood of her cloak to fall the her shoulders. She was beautiful in a dim candle light.

Sam nodded in understanding. "Thanks Kaede for helping me."

"It was not for you but for my mistress. She also knew that Tyrion would soon hear about you so she sent me to keep an eye on you. Hence the broch." She pulled a lions head figure out of her sleeve. Pinning it through his doublet she spoke quietly. "I will be with you shortly Sam. I must tell the Queen of the news before coming to get you. Her grace will want some time to cool her agression before your meeting with her." Kaede spoke in a soft tone of consideration as though she cared for Cersei. Bowing low she bid farewell to Sam and left him at the entrance to the room.