"Girl."

The name stuck with Mariah easily. Tywin made it clear enough that he had no intentions on calling her by her name. She highly doubted that he even remembered it. Still she was rather grateful that she still had her head attached to the rest of her body.

"My lord?"

She questioned looking to Tywin. She had just finished cleaning off his long meeting table when he called out to her. When she spoke she watched as he raised his glass. His wine had been gone for some time now and he needed it refilled.

Mariah put her rag down and climbed the small steps to Tywin's desk where she grabbed the vase which held his wine off the side table beside him. When she turned she took two small steps and poured the wine with precision into his glass.

"Tell me, what does a whore tend to do when she doesn't have her legs wide open?"

Mariah paused. She stopped pouring and looked at Tywin in shock. He sat there still scribbling down on his papers. She turned her eyes down and continued pouring.

"For others I cannot say. I myself however like to indulge in a good book."

"You can read?"

He questioned his quill stopping and his head turned toward her. She nodded pulling away from the table.

"My mother taught me some. I cannot read well, but what I can read I greatly enjoy."

She informed him. He studied her for a good while as if not believing that she could actually read. She understood that it was an odd thing for someone like her to be able to do. Read that was.

Seeing as how reading was left to the rich and those who actually wish to read couldn't because they were poor and were unable to afford it proper education. Luckily for her her mother had been knowledgeable enough to have taught her how to read.

"I imagine you enjoy fairy tales? Knight's in Shining Armor slaying dragons and rescuing damsels in distress."

Mariah looked at him oddly for a moment. Then shook her head.

"I enjoy history, my lord."

She said picking up the cup and bringing it to him at his desk.

To her surprise she managed to get a slight reaction from Tywin. She noticed the cock of his brow grew when she stated exactly what it was she enjoyed reading. Although she hadn't expected the Curiosity to form from the man it seem that it certainly did manifest upon his expression.

"Really? History?"

"Yes, my lord."

Tywin hummed before motioning for her dismissal.

She gave a slight curtsy before moving away from him and returning off to the side where she was ordered to stand day in and day out until Tywin was in need of something.

Her mind of course racing with thoughts about what Tywin thought about her and her skills of reading and her choice of literature.

Knowing that he didn't seem just please do to her choice.