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Game Of Thrones: Reborn as a Frey
🕑 Added 2021-10-09 15:54:12 +0000 UTCChapter 71
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-Oliver (XI)-
Petyr Baelish, someone who was quite opportunistic, but very competent. If I wanted to take out a spider, I would need the perfect tool to do so. By Spider of course I mean Varys, that man had a thousand and one plans in his head.
The spider always preached about working for the realm in the show, but his actions said a different thing. He was very dangerous and could become the dagger in the night that will stab into my back.
I couldn't stay in the Red Keep as he might kill me in some alley or secret tunnel where the hawk wouldn't be able to come and get my soul. So I couldn't stay here, instead, I should do something more… like empower Petyr and have him take care of the Spider that had spies on the other side of the world.
"Anyway, since we are talking about business. The Redhawk Family has a lot of money and is interested in investing in more… presumptuous markets too." I smirked when his eyes caught what I had meant. Spies won't be able to decipher what we will discuss here as we do so metaphorically. You can't have educated spies, even the spider doesn't have those.
The human brain is programmed to mostly remember the beginning and ending of something. No spy would be able to memorize a whole conversation, just the gist of it at best.
While what it might seem to the outside ear as I and Petyr talking business things. I had just offered the man a loan if he needed it to purchase more brothels. Of course, the loan won't be paid normally and the Redhawk name can't be associated with brothels. Littlefinger was smart enough to see that, and the knowing smirk on his face said it all.
I don't doubt that he planned to slowly weasel out some coins during Robert's reign. But unless you knew the future as I did, then it was a very unstable plan based on a lot of luck. For all Littlefinger knew, Robert could die tomorrow and the Lannisters won't let him steal anything or they will cut his hands. I don't think Petyr was dumb enough to try his luck against Tywin Lannister.
If he knew the future and that his plan would work. Then he won't take the money the Redhawk Family offers him. But right now, he didn't know that his plan would work, and it would be better for him to take a loan from me.
"What's the interest?" Asked Petyr, his smirk was still there, but the suspicious look in his eyes had intensified.
"Interest? We don't need something like that." I shook my head, getting the interest on the debt was useless. Also, I made more money in a day than all the brothels in King's Landing did in a year. So any debt that I lent to Petyr and expecting interest would be useless.
Instead what I wanted was a stable connection between the two of us. Something that I could nudge him and instinctively create a sense that we are on the same side. At least make it seem like we weren't obstructing each other's goals.
"I want 60% of the income of any establishment you will own within King's Landing in the future. With that, you can also get theoretically unlimited funding as long as you use it correctly and show results." My offer was too good to be true, so he would create loopholes on it himself. After all, suspicious people will always do what they are best at.
I would be like him too. Who would be mad enough to give such an outrageous wealth away? After all, with this agreement, even if Littlefinger's brothels flopped, there was no danger to him. Since he was paying me with just the percentage of what the place made. So 20% of 0 is still 0.
"I see… then how about 10,000 Gold Dragons?" He asked, seeming unsure.
10,000? That's it? I thought he would at least ask for 50 thousand or 100 thousand. Maybe Littlefinger hadn't yet gotten a good understanding of just how rich I was and how much money I was willing to lend him. With ten thousand he will never have enough resources to become Varys' obstruction.
Well, I couldn't force him to take on more debt. But I also knew that he would eventually come and ask for more money for me as he gained experience and understood just how much he needed to make things work around here. It would be a shame if someone burned down his brothels and he had to come and ask more from me.
Yes… a real shame… who am I joking? I am going to vandalize his properties for some time and even have him get deeper and deeper in debt to me.
Once you got done in deep enough, I could just call in the debts and even after Petyr built whatever he wanted. I could just take the results of his hard work. This would be seen as equal, but also as normal. To some, it will seem over the top, but their opinions don't matter.
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After some small gibberish talk, I and Littlefinger came to a deal that I would take 40% of the profits and he would do anything else needed. Like maintenance, management and if anything went wrong, he would take responsibility.
As we parted ways, one of my guards found me and he was breathing heavily. "M'lord, the King has returned."
"Is that so…" it wasn't any interesting news. Just meant that I had to stop messing around with Cersei so much now. Well, I don't care too much about her, so this should be okay.
I waved the man off and went to greet Robert.
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-Cersei (II)-
I laid in my bed, thinking of the recent nights. It felt like a dream of hot passion. The world around us didn't exist and he was just a knight dishonoring me. That was the relationship between me and Oliver. Those nights we spent together seem to fly by so fast, it is quite amazing.
Getting up from my lavish bed, I look at a mirror and see my naked body. There were marks all around it, a bite in my shoulder, a scratch on my back, and the bruises on my throat, also teeth marks adorned my breasts. A sorry sight for a queen.
These were the signs that Oliver had left on my body. I wouldn't dare sleep with anyone else for quite some time, at least until they healed.
I would kill anyone who dared do this to me. But this was Oliver…
Thinking of him, my heart fluttered like that of a young girl. I still wanted those nights of passion to last forever. It's such a shame that they won't. I won't lie to myself, having him every night made me feel like a young girl getting pummeled by her heroic knight who just revealed his true colors.
A relationship solely based on lust. What a nice thing. Sadly now everything will have to end.
"Your grace, King Robert has arrived," a guard from outside the door spoke.
I frowned. What a shame, I really wanted to continue having some more fun.
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