Open post | Petyr Baelish

[littlexfinger]

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[littlexfinger]

He finds no shame in being employed as such, either, or he wouldn't employ others in such a capacity. He also chooses them well: not only prime physical examples, but those who are good at what they do, and can do a little more besides. Namely, he doesn't just employ prostitutes; he employs spies. There's no telling what someone might say inside the walls of this building, and he wants to know what it is.

It's just that the people working for him don't always know that they're also spying.

He doesn't know anything about this new one yet, except that he had auditioned well. This is a good opportunity to see what he can find out. "Have you been waiting for me?"

[the_cupbearer]

"You are my employer," Ganymede says leisurely, rolling his head to the side and letting his hair rustle quietly against his shoulder. "It seemed prudent."

He studied Petyr with a soft and unreadable smile. "And have you been anticipating me?"