You weren't sure why or how for that matter you had angered Tywin Lannister but truth be told it wasn't intentional at all. You were in the mist of making his bed like you did most mornings, and this morning he just happened to still be there and you had been completely unaware.

Suddenly, his voice allowed him to be known, and his voice was not the nicest of tones either.

"What are you doing?"

He questioned. You jumpped, you were not only his ward, but the only one he trusted enough to touch his sheets, clothing, and any other cloth that could be covered in posions.

"Changing your sheets, my lord."

You greeted although you were nearly shaken in your boots. Tywin marched toward you, his strides slow yet he was quickly upon you.

You gasped when his hand came in contact with the hair behind your head and he tugged at you. Your eyes widened, confusion set in, what in the Seven Hells was he doing?

"Don't play so coy. I seen you. Shaking your ass in the air knowing I was watching. Mocking me."

Your eyes widened even more. You honestly had no clue he was still here. Your cheeks warmed, of course you were shaking your ass, how else were you suppose to move across the bed to replace the sheet?

Your breath hitched in the back of your throat as Tywin's lips lingered dangerously close to yours.

"Filthy whores like you love to tease. Let's see how you like it. Get on your hands and knees."

Never before had Tywin Lannister spoken to you in such a manner. It had always been respectful and just. Now, he seemed to be in no mood for either as he waited for you to drop to your knees -- which you did.

Your breathing quickening as Tywin gazed down at you from above as he unloosened his belt.

"I've always wanted to see you like this before me. House [Last Name]. Ever wondered what it'd be like to change it to House Lannister?"

You swallowed harshly. Was he joking? Of course not Tywin Lannister didn't joke.

Oh no he most certainly wasn't joking now.