"Queen Margaery demands your presence in her chambers." A large guard mutters. You do not question why, and merely allow yourself to be led towards the Tyrell lady´s large chambers.
She stood in the doorway, leaning against the side of it with a smirk crossing her expression. Her hair was loose, hanging over her shoulders.
"Thank you. Leave us alone now." The guard bowed and left. You bowed down as well, but she merely pulled you inside, closing the door behind her, and locking in it.
"My queen, I-" You began, but she cut you mid-sentence, pressing her finger against her lips in a signal,demanding silence, before the key flew out of the open window. You stared with open mouth, eyes wide in surprise.
"It is dangerous to grow restless, you see. Now obey your queen, and remove your clothes."
You stood there for a few moments, before your hands descended to remove your tunic, continuing lower until you stood in front of the hazel-eyed woman undressed. She merely smirked, removing her shoes as she seated herself on the edge of her bed, removing her gown as well.
"Get on your knees." You slowly descended to your knees, and she pressed the sole of her foot against your face.
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