"Hellen you're slacking! Hurry up with that  water!"

The head maid shouted Hellen gritted her teeth. They had her carrying two buckets of water with a bar across her shoulders to help support the buckets. On top of that they wanted her to move at such a speed it was humanly impossible for her to do.

Finally she collapsed.

With a grunt she slipped on the mud of the court yard and fell face first barely catching herself and having the water fall all over the ground. She whimpered feeling a pain in the back of her neck where the wood she was carrying the buckets on hit her hard.

She whimpered for a moment moving out from underneath it and taking a few deep breaths.

The pain was terrible.

She sat there on her knees for a moment placing her hand on the back of her neck feeling the throbbing that went on.

Suddenly someone stepped before her and when she looked up a sharp slap came to the side of her cheek from the head maid. Hellen yelled out in pain and fumbled to her side back into the mud.

"You're such a useless woman! Women should be able to do these simple tasks for their family and yet here you are can't even carry water! No wonder no man ever wanted you!"

The head maid shouted causing Hellen to sit there in shock in the mud.

"Clean this mess up! Get Trudy to carry the water and we'll have you scrubbing the floor."

She said with a huff as she pulled up her dress and waddled back inside the castle. Hellen sat in the mud on bended knee for a long moment. It had to have been a few minutes at best before she finally came two and push herself up out of the mud.

Grabbing thr buckets she picked them back up and brought them back to the door for the other maid to finish the job. She didn't make it two steps inside when she was stopped by a messenger boy.

"Lord Tywin Lannister requests your presence."

Tywin had been watching the whole incident from the moment she had gotten the water to the moment she had fallen and then slapped across the face by the head maid.

He had seen it all.

Now the girl Hellen was standing in the middle of his Sept covered in drying mud and looked nothing like herself. Tywin stood there in front of his desk, his hands pressed down against it holding him up as he leaned against the wood.

"My son Jaime made me promise him that no harm would come to you in exchange for marriage to your sister."

Tywin stated seeing that the girl before him didn't seem all that shocked to the words that just poured from his mouth.

"Which includes you being pushed around by the head maid."

"I messed up she was punishing me."

"She's under strick orders to not lay a finger on you."

Tywin stated tipping his head back a bit. Hellen knew who those orders had come from now. Tywin. The man who everyone was suppose to fear. The man who was the true king of Westeros but staid as the Hand of the King instead.

"That's not the only reason why I called for you."

Tywin stated moving away from his desk and toward her. Hellen watched as the older man moved with a quick step as if he wasn't even close to his actual age of 67 years old.

"The wearabouts of your sister are crucial right now."

"I don't know where my sister is or where she was headed, my lord."

Hellen said looking up at Tywin. The man pressed his lips together obviously disappointed with that answer. His eyes were like a heavy rock against her body causing her very being to tense under his gaze.

"You have no idea?"

"All I knew is that she was going to find Sansa."

Tywin hummed. Even though it was a small detail he had enough to go on.

"My son's disgraced wife who killed King Joffery. Why would she want to go after her?"

"Who knows, I surely don't. My sister is odd when it comes to her ways. She makes oaths that she ends up unable to keep. Maybe she made an oath to Catherine Stark? She was in her services for a while."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty my lord."

Tywin sighed deeply as he kept his gaze upon the young girl. He took into consideration with what she had said and came to his own conclusion.

"Dine with me tonight."

This threw Hellen for a loop. The sudden gesture confused her greatly. On top of everything else Tywin Lannister had given the opportunity to her. She was covered in mud from head to toe, was now his maid, and he wanted her to dine with him?

Tywin was an odd man Hellen was quickly learning.