{ Chaos is a ladder. You either decide to climb it or you stay down. You are either the chess piece or the puppetmaster. Choose a side. I know I have. }
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> Petyr Baelish parody-RP-account
> +18 content
> No lewd! Minors dni!
#Gameofthronesrp
Maybe it's time for a walk. He can't sleep anyway. Let's see if the very early bird can catch a few worms.
"Only, if you'd like to have me as company, my Lady...Dornish wine isn't the worst, I'd say."
He's getting an empty glass for himself, but he isn't bold enough to take the bottle and pour himself a drink. No, he's waiting.
"As long as you won't be distracted by the sounds you'll be hearing."
Lord Baelish has an amused smile on his lips as he leads the knight to his main brothel. It isn't open yet, but there are sounds of people 'entertaining' themselves already coming from the closed rooms. (+)
Seductively dressed women walk past them, greeting them with a bow. Lord Baelish's destination is his office which is located in the back upstairs. Once inside he welcomes Brienne in, arm extended, palm pointing at a chair opposite to his own at the desk. Admittedly, he (+)
"Who doesn't like making gold?"
There's a slight shrug of his shoulders. That charming smile doesn't leave his face.
"My women can offer you whatever you desire as long as it doesn't bring them into danger. And if I'm informed correctly, you wouldn't say no to men, too. (+)
Sulking? He's not sulking.
...Okay, maybe he is.
Slowly, he's taking a step into the room to show himself.
"A beautiful mother with her beautiful daughter having a delightful moment. I wish someone could paint it."
