Chapter Twelve: Break Ups

Loras's Point of View

Renly is picking me up from school today. He said we need to talk and he has a surprise for me. I love it when Renly surprises me because it usually means I get to have sex or that he is going to kiss me. I rushed through all my classes and was the first one out of final period to meet my fiancé outside.

I receive a note telling me to exit through the north doors near Ned Stark's office and it is signed in Robb's hand. Robb is waiting for me by his dad's office with Gendry and Arya. The four of walk outside laughing about something funny that happened at lunch.

Renly is leaning against a limousine with flags. This looks too familiar. I get a bad feeling in my stomach and try to make a run for it but Gendry's massive arms stop me. He grabs me by my biceps and forces me into the limousine. Renly climbs in after me and the others file in.

The door is shut behind Robb who is the last one in the limo. I lean against the opposite side and try to open that door. It is locked and will not open. Robb reaches for me. I stop resisting him when he slaps me very hard in the face.

"What was that for?" I ask.

"To get your attention," Robb says.

"That hurt."

"It got your attention."

"What's going on?" I ask.

"I didn't want to do this in front of all your friends and my nephew, but it must be done. I have spent the last two days trying to figure out how to do this without hurting you. I love you, my flower. I want you know that I do love you," Renly starts.

"Are you breaking up with me?" I ask.

"Yes, but before you get bent out of shape I need to say something."

"No. I don't want to hear what you have to say," I say switching seats. I force Arya to sit next Renly while I squeeze in between Robb and Gendry. Robb pushes me back into my other seat and grabs his sister by his arms and pulls her back to him and Gendry. So I am being forced to listen to Renly.

"You're going to listen. It's for your own good," Robb says.

"Go on, then," I say.

"I still intend to marry you on your birthday like you wanted. I will continue to plan our wedding and our future together. However, you have some growing up to do."

"You're blaming me. I have growing up to do. You cheated on me twice. I never did anything."

"You're not listening. Loras, you're not ready for such a commitment and I am not sure you will ever be, but I need you to understand that this is only a temporary separation."

"What if it isn't? What if I don't come back to you?"

"Then it wasn't meant to be."

"You're tossing me aside just like that with the risk that I won't come back to you? It's nice to know how much I mean to you, jerk."

Renly takes my hands and forces me to look at him. His eyes are even more beautiful now, and I hate that because I want to be mad at him for doing this. I want to hate him, but the thing is I do not hate him, not even a little.

"If you refuse to come back I'll just have to make you fall in love with me again. You can bet I won't let you go without a fight. But our relationship isn't healthy, Loras. We need a break."

"Where are you taking me?"

"To the ambassador's mansion," says Gendry.

"I'm not going back to the Lannisters."

"Not that ambassador," Arya says.

"I don't understand."

"We're taking you to a different ambassador. You will be staying with a man named Illyrio. The Targaryens are staying with him so you'll have other teens there. Your sister is there too. There is one thing, you will be the acting representative of your country since Lord Tywin quit."

"You're forcing me into politics? I hate politics."

"It's in your blood, my flower. It's what you were trained for."

"Don't touch me and don't call me your flower. I can't believe you would do this."

I pull my hands away from him and sit up in my seat. I shift positions and stare out the window. Arya and Gendry argue for a while until Robb and Renly start talking. I will not have them team up against me. I refuse to believe Robb had anything to do with this.

"Do you have something to say?" I ask Robb.

He looks directly at me. He never once looks away. Robb has a habit of looking at you when he is speaking only to you. He sits up a little straighter and stretches his long legs as best he can. Finally he leans forward to speak to me.

"I think you should do this."

"You're on his side."

"I'm on your side. I want you to be happy, and I want you to be safe. This is the best option for you right now."

"I can't believe you're with him on this. I hate you."

I did not mean those words, they just flew out of my mouth, but they stabbed Robb like a sword through his heart. I could see him blink back tears. He bites his lower lip and lowers his eyes. I want to take them back, I want to tell him I am sorry, but I feel like an apology would sound insincere right now.

"If that's how you feel," Robb says with a little catch in his voice.

"Loras, you can't mean that," Renly says, "Robb, he doesn't mean it. He's just angry."

Robb gets quiet. It's at that time he receives a text message from Sansa and a smile appears on his face. Gendry and Robb must have received the same message because their phones went off at the same time. I watch Robb smile at whatever the message said. But as soon as he replies he goes back to looking unbelievably hurt by my foolish words.

I reach for his hand, I want to apologize. I need to apologize. I stop short of grabbing him when he pulls his hand out of my reach. I really messed up. I have only seen Robb cry a couple of times, but it was never my fault until now.

"Robb," I say.

He refuses to look at me.

"Robb," I say again.

He looks at me with poisonous eyes. I recoil beneath his snake-like glare. He looks like Sansa when he does this. I feel my best friend slipping out of my clasp just like my fiancé. I refuse to lose them both.

"I didn't mean it," I whisper.

Robb never responds.

When the limo stops in front of a mansion I forget that it's raining. It was raining when I moved into the Lannister mansion as well. This one is nicer. They have a prettier landscape. Robb puts his blazer over my head to keep me dry. It's a sweet gesture.

I breathe in the scent of it. It smells remarkably like him. I squeeze the sleeve of the blazer in my hand and walk with my new escort to the mansion door. Margaery and the girls are already here I am told. When the others come in the girls are stepping out of the elevator. Meera runs into Robb's arms.

"You're soaked," Meera says pulling away from Robb.

I hand Robb's drenched blazer back to him, but he waves me away. A man appears who I assume is either Illyrio or a butler.

"Young master, please come this way and we will find you something warm and dry to wear for supper," he says. Robb releases Meera and follows the man. A different man appears from the elevator.

"I am Illyrio, you must be the prince," he says to me. I ring out my curls that got a little wet before Robb threw his blazer over me. I shake the man's hand then look over my shoulder at Renly who is drying himself off with a towel.

Gendry and Arya are still arguing about something. What is up with them? My sister is wearing a lovely outfit. She has a skirt that I believe is a little too short and her face is painted with a layer of makeup. She looks like she is trying too hard to impress someone.

"Aw, young master, you look much better now," says the man who led Robb away. Our heads turn in the direction the man was referring and out pops Robb wearing an argyle sweater and khakis that are just a little too short for him. I want to laugh looking at him, but I hold it in. Meera does the laughing for me.

"You look adorable," Meera says leaning against him.

"I look like a geek."

"I think it's sexy," says Gendry mockingly.

"Shut up."

Sansa and Arya are about to keel over laughing at their brother. Even Renly and Margaery have joined in the jape. I am the only one not laughing. I owe it to Robb for that. He puts his arm around me and smiles at me. He leans in close and whispers in my ear, "I know."

I lean into him. His sweater is surprisingly warm. As the laugher dies down a boy appears from the stairs behind us. He is so beautiful he is almost hard to look at directly. His hair is silvery and his eyes are a radiant violet. He is so magnificent he possesses a faint glow.

"You must be Prince Loras," He says to me.

Wow.

"That's me."

"I'm Aegon. I wanted to meet you. You look nothing like your photograph."

"Thank you. It's nice to meet you."

"No, my prince, the pleasure is mine. I cannot tell you how honored I am to meet you. I am afraid I cannot talk to you long, I must get dressed for supper. Illyrio will show you to your suite where you and your male guests can get changed and join us. My hospitality is theirs."

He walks away.

"Wow," I say.

"He's so dreamy," Meera, Sansa, and Margaery say at the exact same time.

"Give me a break," says Robb, Gendry, and Renly.

"He looks like a girl," Arya says.

"Arya, you have no taste in men whatsoever," Sansa says. The girls head to the dining room. Robb stops Meera from going with a kiss.

"I resent that," says Gendry, blushing as red as Sansa's hair.

"You didn't find him attractive did you?" Robb asks.

Meera tries not to smile but she fails. Robb seems offended. Meera assures him she is his with another kiss.

"He invited me to a ball on Saturday. I'm allowed to bring a date. You better rent a tux."

"Do I have to?"

"Do you want me to dance with Aegon? He is handsome."

"I'll be here."

"Good."

Meera is escorted to the dining room while Arya is taken into the elevator by some women. The boys take the stairs. I learn that the girls are a floor above me. My suite is near Aegon's. I am excited to be so close to him.

A rack of designer clothes in my size have been brought out. I choose something to wear and meet up with Renly and Gendry who were given a loan of clothes to wear. Unfortunately for Robb there was nothing dressy he could put on that would fit. He was forced to wear the argyle sweater and khakis.

Renly stops me while the other boys get into the elevator. He takes me by the hand and leads me into my suite. He shuts the door behind us and stares deeply into my eyes. Our lips meet for a minute and then break apart. They come smashing back together and our tongues force their way into each other's mouths.

It's not long until we're undressed and rolling around on the top of my new bed which is the size of the one I had back at the Lannister mansion. Renly bites my shoulder blades and I scream out in pleasure. I dig my nails into his back when he pushes himself inside me.

I have not felt his length inside me in several days; I have tightened up since our last time. It hurts a little to feel him back, but the pain quickly turns to pleasure. He pushes with all his strength in side. I moan into his ear.

It's over before we both know it. Renly collapses on top of me. He pulls his now flaccid member out of me and rolls off me. He bites my shoulder again then gives it a tender kiss. I sit up and slap his chest.

"You shouldn't have done that," I say.

"We both wanted it," Renly says tries to stick his finger inside me. I slap his hand away.

"Will you go to the ball with me?" I ask.

"Yes."

"What are we now?" I ask.

"I don't know."

Renly kisses my back. I kiss his cheek. I feel myself getting warmed up, so I stop kissing him. I bite my hand to fight the urges.

"We could date," Renly suggests.

"Does that involve lovemaking?" I ask.

Renly kisses my neck. I allow it. I have no idea when I will get to feel him touch me like this again. I pin him down on my bed and kiss him harder than I ever have before.