Drama Queen // Otto Hightower // Thea Queen

4. Lucky You

"Thea, this is Lord Otto." Oliver introduced. Thea blatantly looked him over. 

"My lady." Otto answered. Thea let out a long sigh as she met his gaze. He wasnt terrible, he also was not Harwin or Tommy. 

"A pleasure to meet you." Otto told her softly. 

"I'm sure." Thea grumbled looking to Oliver. 

"Well... that was great. I will leave you two to talk." Oliver offered practically running out of the room. Thea looked to Otto as he offered her his arm. She refused it and moved outside. 

"You are a grandsire." Thea remarked once they were outside.

"I am." Otto agreed softly. 

"I don't like children. I don't want children. I don't like the elderly either and you are one flu away from decay." Thea told him bluntly and Otto choked out a laugh. 

"I am quite healthy, i assure you." Otto corrected. 

"Why marry now?" Thea whispered. 

"Old town is in need of things the Queen name has offered to provide." Otto told her honestly. 

"You have son's elder than me." Thea reminded him. 

"I offered Roy and Adrian to your mother in my stead. She refused." Otto told her. 

"Of course she did." Thea rasped. 

"I know I'm clearly not the man you pictured yourself with." Otto remarked. "But I will treat you right. I promise." 

"I like my space, I don't talk much before noon. I read a lot and I'm quite skilled in archery." Thea informed him factually. "I'm still quite against having children."

"I have more than enough." Otto remarked. "I dont see them much since I moved here." 

"Lots of sons?" 

"ALicent is my only daughter. The rest are boys." he agreed. 

"Lucky you." Thea remarked. "Lucky me." She looked him over again. He was handsome she supposed in a mature way. He offered her a small smile when he caught her gaze but she averted her eyes to the path before them. 

+

'We've sent out riders to find Rhaenyra, Your Grace.' Lyonel assured as the night grew dark and there was no sign of the princess. 'Ser Criston went after her, so the hope is that they are together.'

'The girl is a heedless contrarian. If I instead forbade her to wed a Lannister, she would've run off with Lord Jason out of spite.' Viserys remarked. 'A truly great Targaryen King I am. Powerless over mine own daughter of seven-and-ten.'

'King Jaehaerys ruled over half a century of peace while his children drove him to the edge of madness... his daughters, in particular.' Lyonel recalled 'It is tradition, Your Grace.' Viserys took another sip of wine he surely didn't need it but he drank it down anyways. 'Do you wish to hear my opinion on the matter?' Viserys let out a long sigh.

"You should have forbid Thea from going near Hightower." Tommy mused. "Then she would ran right to him."

"It had crossed my mind." Oliver agreed. 

'Should I guess? You believe that your son, Ser Harwin "Break bones," the strongest knight in the Seven Kingdoms, is the best match for Rhaenyra.' Viserys hissed

'You flatter me, Your Grace, but no.' Lyonel told him 'It would seem to me the best match for Rhaenyra is the son of The Sea Snake, Ser Laenor.' He offered 'Some years ago, I counseled you to take his sister to wife. My reasoning remains the same. Laenor is of pure Valyrian descent. He shares blood with your cousin, the Princess Rhaenys. And he is the heir to the wealthiest house in the realm. The breach between your houses has not narrowed since I last spoke of it. It would do much to assuage Lord Corlys of any slights real... or imagined.' Viserys pondered the idea. 'We must pray, of course, that Laenor survives the fighting in the Stepstones.' Viserys got up drunkenly and left the celebration, he just wanted to have a good time and celebrate his son. Not all this.

"She hasnt killed him yet." oliver declared glancing outside. 

"You thought she would?" Tommy laughed out. 

"I wasnt certain." Oliver admitted. "Gods I'm awful, mother is awful and Thea is going to hate me forever." 

"She wont. she will dung your mattress but move on." Tommy assured. 

"Dung my what?" Oliver countered. 

"You heard nothing." Tommy corrected. "Hey there is our girl." Otto tipped his head to Thea as they came inside before heading off. She stared at him a moment longer before seeing Tommy and Oliver charging towards her. 

"How did it go?" Oliver asked. 

"He's alright." Thea admitted. Oliver blinked back at her. "Dont make me say it again." 

"Our girl is in love!" Tommy declared. 

"I did not say that." Thea clarified. "he is alright. We came to an understanding I suppose." 

"An understanding?" Oliver countered. 

"I'm going to do whatever the hell I want and he is going to deal." Thea informed them seriously. 

"Thea," Oliver sighed out as his head tipped back. 

"He agreed." Thea informed them. 

"So nothing changes then." Tommy mused. 

"I'm still the fucking Queen." Thea declared raising her hands up over her head. 

"To Drama!" Tommy agreed getting them a drink.

"Hey, I'm still royalty."