Game of Thrones: New Era

Chapter 18 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Margaery

Margaery shivered; out of fear, from the cold, she wasn't sure which. She was shocked by everything that had occurred to her; she was still trapped.

'Still they keep me locked in this room, still I'm forced to go naked.' She thought miserably. 'Those men, they work for Cersei, but...just what is going on.'

She sat, her knees drawn up to her chest and her arms wrapped around them. She held herself tightly, trying to find some warmth and modesty.

She continued her lament. 'Oh Tommen, what is happening to you, what is that crazy bitch doing, what is she telling you?'

Shaking her head she awkwardly stood up, still trying to cover herself as best she could. She made her way to where she had hidden her records of what had been happening to her and began to write again. As she did so, she reflected.

'I don't understand, I should have been offended when that man asked me about my maidenhead, but I, I simply told him the truth…?' She wondered. 'Could it be true, what he said, that potion he forced me to drink; it made me tell the truth?'

She had to admit, the thought of someone capable of doing that scared her. She also considered what she had discovered about her captors, listening in while they held her captive. She finally knew the names of all of them.

The leader she still knew only as Rodrik, the man who she noted to be rather reluctant to carry out the tasks assigned to him, he was the unknown one, save his first name, Elden.

Margaery bit her lip as she continued writing. 'I heard the names of the Dothraki and the Braavosi. Now I know the other two; a Dornish, Quentys Uller; the disgrace of his house and his Norvosi bodyguard, Draqos Fyllerris.'

She sighed, this information, while useful, did nothing to help her escape.

She continued to write and was so absorbed in her writings she forgot to be wary. As such, her belly gave an unpleasant lurch as a hand clamped over her mouth, pulling her backwards and upsetting the chair.

She screamed into the hand and tried, futilely to pull it off her mouth. It was them, her captors, all six of them were present. Rodrik picked up her letters and shook his head.

"What have we here, she has been disobeying us." He remarked. "Well, no matter, I'll take these...all of them."

Margaery shrieked in dismay, muffled by the hand that gagged her, as Illeo, the Braavosi, suddenly revealed they knew about her hiding place all along, by retrieving her other letters. Now she had nothing as Rodrik pocketed them. He then gave a small gesture with his head and Margaery was forced to her knees; her mouth finally being freed.

"What is the meaning of this, you cannot…!" She screamed.

Rodrik shook his head, gesturing again. "That will do."

Margaery continued to yell. "I demand answers, you cannot treat me like this, you…!"

Her words were cut off however by the Dothraki grabbing her jaw and forcing it open. Despite her struggles she was once more forced to drink another potion.

Then suddenly she was dragged over to the stone bed and promptly dropped onto it. Recovering she tried to cover herself, looking up in time to see Rodrik, Illeo and Kajaevvo leaving the cell.

Margaery tensed, afraid, she was alone now, having been fed a strange potion, the door was closed, she didn't know if it was locked. The three men still in the room all blocked her path to it.

The one she knew as Elden stood by the door, looking uncomfortable; uneasy. The other two, Quentys and Draqos, however were smirking eagerly.

"Potion should have had time to kick in now." Quentys remarked softly. "I'd say it's time to begin."

Margaery couldn't deny his words chilled her. "What do you..."

Draqos cut across her. "Silence, you don't have permission to talk."

She was about to comment on that, outraged that she was being addressed that way, when suddenly the two began undressing. She tried to back away, yet her body wouldn't move, it was as if she was frozen.

'Now they want to rape me!'

The two men approached her and grabbed her, she tried to struggle but again her body didn't respond. It was as if it just wasn't obeying her mind. In fact, to her horror, despite her efforts to resist, her legs opened of their own volition, almost as if she was inviting them to claim her.

'No, no!' She thought desperately; strangely her mouth wouldn't work either, she couldn't scream.

Quentys laughed as he groped her breasts, cruelly pinching her nipples. "Foolish girl, the boss' potion loosens your physical inhibitions, so no matter how hard you try to resist, your body won't obey and you'll be all ready for the witnesses."

Finally it hit Margaery, those witnesses would see this and no matter what happened, it would look like she was a willing participant. She would be ruined, destroyed and most likely, executed.

Something happened then however, that nobody expected; suddenly Draqos screamed and fell, tumbling off the bed. Margaery gasped, Quentys let go of her, leaping to his feet.

"Elden, you!" He yelled moments before he too met his end.

Margaery started in shock as Elden, having just killed the other two men, sheathed his sword and began picking up articles of clothing from the floor. She slowly moved into a sitting position; shivering and feeling a wave of revulsion at what nearly happened to her.

Elden turned to her. "Your Grace, quickly, we don't have much time, these may be somewhat big, but it's all we have, put them on."

He handed her the clothes he had gathered and Margaery, only now realizing this was a rescue, quickly got dressed, she didn't care if he turned away or not, this was no time for modesty, after all the other times he had seen her.

'He was never at ease, he never wanted any of this, but why then did he…?' She wondered before shaking her head. 'He's trying to save me, that's what matters.'

So it was that Elden led her to the door, which was thankfully unlocked and they slipped out, closing the door behind them. She followed him as he led her down the hall slightly and then, down a hidden passage, once there they stopped briefly, catching their breath and giving Margaery a chance to calm down.

Taking advantage of their moment's respite, Margaery turned to him.

"Just who are you, and why are you helping me?"

He sighed and replied. "My name is Elden Lefford, I...I was made to join my half brother Rodrik, to prove my loyalty, as well as vie with him for control of my father's lands...But there are limits to what I will do or withstand, that was too far."

He then went on to explain his story in depth, much to Margaery's amazement; she accepted his apologies for what happened and just as he promised to help her and keep her safe, she suddenly felt dizzy and passed out, she felt him catch her before she hit the ground, before everything went black.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.