Wet slapping.

That's what filled Hellen's ears as she was bent over the back half of Tywin's bed as she stood up and clung to the bed post hanging onto it for dear life while Tywin fucked her hard and fast from behind. She was completely naked. Her breasts pressed against the smooth wood of the post. Her fingers digging into the wood to the point where her knuckles were white.

She bit her lower lip attempting to keep her cries from being heard.

Tywin was equally as naked. His fingers dug into her hips as he stood straight and thrusted inside her cunt from behind. The power he placed behind his thrusts equaled that of the emotions he felt during the meeting with her father today in the throne room.

What he had watched and heard from her had caused him to want her badly. He wanted her the moment she showed her claws. When she made it clear that she was Queen even without their marriage being official.

She showed that she could be in control even with her own father. And that was a power on a whole other level as Tywin himself had known it first hand.

Leaning over the back of her sweat covered body Tywin placed his lips close to her right ear.

"You were marvelous today."

He growled causing Hellen's legs to shake as the first of many pleasurable bursts that would rock her body tonight. She whined, a whimper slipping through her lips as she pressed her ass more against Tywin. He gave a breathy chuckle.

Watching the young woman wither underneath him drove him on. Watching her shake, feeling her pressing against him, he squeezed her hips roughly leaning back up straight and slowed his thrusts a bit, but kept them just as powerful.

"You've learned fast. Faster than most. And it's amazing to think that you're to be my wife."

Tywin groaned feeling her walls tighten more around his harden cock. He heard her gasp followed by her breathless words.

"You make it sound as if you're actually looking forward to this marriage, Tywin."

There it was his name had slipped from her lips. Only ever did it happen when he requested it, but this time it came of its own free will. Tywin stopped his thrusts and a deep rumble of amusement came from his chest.

"Should a husband not find enjoyment in his wife?"

He questioned slipping out of Hellen and turning her around to where her back was pressed against the post of the bed now. She looked up at him almost startled when she met with his green-golden iris.

"Most don't. At least not in the type of marriage we're to have."

Hellen said softly as if they weren't both standing there naked, sweaty, and fucking. Tywin hummed as his hand came wrapping around her neck and his fingers caressed her cheek.

"Yes, I would agree with you on that point. However -- "

Hellen gasped as Tywin lifted her left leg and slipped inside her again. Her eyes fluttering but refusing to look away from Tywin as he stilled inside her.

"You happen to have a future husband who is extremely interested in you."

He said thrusting roughly inside her once again.

Hellen smiled warmly as she sat at the breakfast table with her father. Tywin sat at the head, while Hellen sat beside him. Her father sat across from her. Then her sister next to her father and Jaime sat across from Brienne, making Jaime and Hellen sit side by side.

"There's still talk about war in the North. What do toy plan on doing about Stannis Baratheon?"

Jaime looked up at Selwyn in question. Hellen couldn't help but smile more as she took a sip of her water.

"Father please, not at the breakfast table."

Selwyn glanced at his youngest and gave her a questionable glance.

"I merely want to make sure that my girls are being taken care of as best as possible. You can blame an old man for that can you?"

"I assure you Lord Selwyn, that your daughters are well protected."

Jaime reassured looking at both the women at the table. Tywin swallowed his food and relaxed back into his chair.

"Yes, they couldn't be betrothed to anyone that could offer better protection than what us Lannisters can."

Selwyn gave a hesitant nod as he looked to Tywin. Hellen could tell that her father was treading lightly at the moment.

"Speaking of marriage."

Selwyn said clearing his throat he looked between both men. Jaime and Tywin both looked to the man. Hellen and Brienne looked at one another. Hellen couldn't help but think about what Jaime had told her about Brienne.

"The dowry has yet to be discussed and I think that, if it's suitable with your grace, I would like to speak upon that sometime today."

Tywin gave a hum of acknowledgment as he looked from Selwyn to Hellen. She felt his eyes upon her and looked from her sister to him. She noticed a strange look, one that she couldn't read.

"Yes, it will give the sisters time to breathe."

Tywin said as he looked back at Selwyn with a nod. Hellen's father nodded as well. Happy that they could come to an agreement.

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"I'm worried."

Hellen said looking out the small line of stones as they walked along the inner part of the garden. Brienne escorted her sister, looking forward as she walked slowly. Guards behind them every step of the way.

"I believe we're all worried."

Brienne said with a cold tone. Hellen looked at her sister with a deep frown.

'She still hasn't forgiven herself.'

Hellen thought to herself. She swallowed and stopped walking causing her sister to do the same.

"I'm worried about you. There's a killer on the loose looking for us Lannisters. We're having to be guarded day and night. What is to happen if this killer isn't caught?"

Brienne looked to her sister. She gave her a saddened look. Turning to face her, Brienne placed her hand on Hellen's shoulder.

"You just called us Lannisters. We are not yet Lannisters, Hellen. And you must not worry about me, Ser Jaime would never allow anything to happen to me. And I wouldn't go down without a fight, you know that better than anyone."

Hellen sighed deeply grabbing up her sister's hand and holding it in her own. Brienne seemed rather taken back by the action.

"I'm sorry for causing you such heart ache sister. I never meant to hurt you. That day during lunch I -- "

Brienne shook her head quickly.

"Jaime explained everything to me."

Hellen's eyes widened and her mouth gaped for a moment. So Jaime had once again played the middle man and had helped them both out? Hellen sighed deeply and smiled a bit. She brushed her blonde hair back behind her ear causing Brienne to smile a bit.

"Your hair is getting longer, I'm not use to seeing you with longer hair."

"Tywin refuses to allow me to cut it short again."

"Tywin?"

Brienne cocked a brow as she removed herself from Hellen. Hellen's view became questionable for a moment.

"I've never heard you call him anything other than 'his grace' or 'Lord Tywin' Hellen."

She felt her cheeks warm as she cleared her throat.

"Yes, well, you know...."

Hellen noticed a baffled look from Brienne causing her to become more embarrased. She coughed and looked away, pulling her dress up and walking away in embarrassment.

"Don't read so into it, sister!"

Hellen called out having sworn she heard her sister mutter under her breath.

Hellen was standing by the edge of the water at the river where Tywin would often fish when a messenger boy had been sent to find her. Brienne had left her some time ago to go and make arrangements with Jaime once he was done speaking with her father.

Hellen and her two remaining guards followed back the boy after he had informed her that Tywin wished to see her.

However, Hellen noticed quickly something wasn't right.

"That's not the correct way."

Hellen informed the boy causing him to stop. He turned around and looked at her. She noticed the slight look of unease upon his face.

"My lady?"

"That's the opposite way in which we need to go."

She explained. One of the guards stepped forward.

"You, boy! What are you trying to pull!"

He shouted giving the boy a look that meant he wanted an answer now. The boy backed away quickly from the guard a fearful look in his eyes.

"I won't ask again!"

The guard yelled this time drawing his sword startling Hellen. The boy gasped as he backed away more toward a brush, his back against it. The guard moved forward but before he could strike the young man he was struck from the side.

Hellen yelled, watching as the guard was attacked by a cloaked figure. Stabbed in the belly and his stomach sliced open from the side. Blood spewed everywhere as Hellen screamed again horrified to what she witnessed.

The guard dropped to his knees, his sword sliding from his dead hand toward Hellen.

Her instinct told her to grab the sword and protect herself, but the other guard grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back.

"My lady run! Run now!"

He ordered causing Hellen to panic and turn on her heels and flee. She ran holding her dress in her hands as she kicked off her heels and rushed barefoot through the winding garden. She heard the screams of the guard or the attacker -- she didn't know.

All she knew is that she had to make it back to the castle, back to safety.

She ran fast enough to where her lungs burned and her feet felt as if they were going to bleed hitting the stone walk so hard. She didn't look back, she knew better than to glance back even for a second.

Emerging from the garden she seen the outer part of the castle and screamed for help. Her cries she could have sworn could be heard from all over the castle as she ran up the stairs. More guards came running to her aid as she collapsed on the landing of the stairwell.

She clung to a guard frantically. She nearly pulled him to the ground as she cried looking wide eyed at the man. It was obvious that he was just as frantic and startled as her.

"In the garden! The garden someone tried to kill me! The guards are dead! They're dead!"

She panicked yelling as the other two guards stood beside her looking around for anyone that could pose a threat.

"Hellen! Hellen!"

Hellen glanced up the stairs and seen Jaime and Brienne both running toward her. Jaime was quick to her side standing above her looking down at her with a concerned expression. Brienne dropped to her knees while grabbing Hellen, who released the guard. She sobbed grabbing her sister and holding onto her.

"Someone tried to kill me!"

Hellen explained causing Brienne to pull her sister into her chest and hold her close.

"You're safe now. You're safe nobody will hurt you now."

She said glancing up at Jaime, who was giving orders to the guards to search rhetoric gardens. Brienne helped Hellen to her feet, noticing that she was splattered in blood. She was worried it was Hellen's, but looking over her sister quickly she took note that it must have been someone else's.

"Come we'll get you inside where it's safe. Quickly now, careful."

Brienne said softly yet with that motherly tone to her voice as she escorted Hellen inside. The young girl beyond shaken.