Drama Queen // Otto Hightower // Thea Queen

7. Big Fucking Smiles

"Staying at the castle. What an upgrade." Tommy mused.

"Boo!" Thea countered.

"I think its sweet." Oliver corrected.

"Of course you would." Thea agreed.

"He wants to be closer to his bride to be." Oliver agreed.

"Of course he would." Thea remarked.

"Of course he would." Tommy agreed wrapping an arm around Theas shoulders. "Look at our girl."

"Woman." Thea corrected bumping her hip into his.

"Whats with all the racket?" Tommy questioned spinning around.

"Oh how fun the drama of the capital!" Thea declared

"You will fit right in." Oliver agreed and Thea rolled her eyes. "Drama." He whispered kissing her head.

''Make haste to Dwarfstone, Ser Addam.' Viserys instructed 'Hand-deliver this to Prince Daemon yourself.'

'At once, Your Grace.' He agreed

'Dwarfstone?' Rhaenyra questioned

'I'm sending word to Daemon. Aid is sailing to the Stepstones.'

'Did he make call for help?'

'He would sooner die. But his king does not mean to allow that.' Viserys told his daughter as she took a seat. 'Do you not think my decision correct?'

'It is no consequence to what I think... as I'm often reminded.' Rhaenyra told him calmly.

'Daemon is thorn enough in my flesh. Will you insist on taking after him? Must everything be a battle?'

'If you refer to your attempt to marry me off to Casterly Rock.' Rhaenyra told him stubbornly

'I am sorry, Rhaenyra. I was trying to help you. Will you not be helped? Why must every effort on your behalf be resisted as if to the death?' Viserys asked

'Because you mean to replace me... with Alicent Hightower's son, the boy you always wanted. You have him in hands now. Y-You have no further use for me.' Rhaenyra told him sadly.  'You might as well peddle me for what you can. A mountain stronghold or a fleet of ships.' Thea pressed her ear to the door shushing Tommy and Oliver.

'You have misjudged me, Rhaenyra.'

'We all know it. Jason Lannister knows it. You said it yourself, the lords of the realm gather like vultures to a carcass, hoping to feast on my bones.' Rhaenyra told him "Thea Queen is the only one on my side and I just met her. Do you know how messed up that is that a stranger cares more for me than my own blood!"

"Rhaenyra." Viserys sighed out.

"Father!" She shouted back in exasperation.

'It is true that as rulers we must marry for advantage to forge alliances and bolster our strength. You have always understood this.' Viserys reminded her 'I myself was promised to your mother when I was...'

'ten-and-seven years of age. The Vale had an army to rival the North. I've heard that story since I've had ears to.' Rhaenyra reminded him

'I loved her. She made a man of me. I do not seek to replace you, child. You've been much alone these last few years. Alone and angry.' Viserys agreed 'I will not live forever. I wish to see you contented, happy even.'

'You think a man will do it?'

'A family.' He corrected. Thea thought her brother was quizzed with the same damn speech. When marrying off daughters or sisters this is what you say and hope they dont bash your head in.

'I had a family.' Rhaenyra reminded him

'What would you have me do?!'

'If it was for advantage, you would've wed Laena Velaryon!' Rhaenyra shouted back

'That is true enough. You must marry, strengthen your own claim, shore up your succession, multiply. As to your match... make it yourself.' Viserys told her 'Search him out. Find one that pleases you, as I did.'

Viserys offered looking down at her. 'Rhaenyra... I did waver at one time. But I swear to you now, on your mother's memory, you will not be supplanted.'

+

When Alicent birthed a little girl into the world and Thea flinched back as she wailed out.

"Go on, she is to be family." Oliver urged.

"Your fucking family too." Thea spat back.

"We go together."

"I want Rhaenyra back. She was the only person in this place I liked and the king sent her away." Thea declared.

"Big fucking smiles Drama." Oliver insisted as he nudged her in.

"Lady Thea..." Otto remarked as she shuffled in. "Ser Oliver."

"Hello Lord hand. Your grace." Oliver remarked giving his little sister another nudge forward.

"Otto." Thea offered.

"And who might this be?" Oliver questioned stepping forward. Oliver was charming and talkative and everyone loved him. Thea wished she was more like her brother at times but Thea wasnt good at loving family perfect daughter type. She was better at the rebellious loner great with a bow and arrow but loving wife and mother... well let just say she didnt have the best role model for that either.

"Helaena." Alicent remarked.

"Lovely name. Dont you think Thea?" Oliver questioned but Helaena cried out. "Drama..." oliver coed.

"Yeah. Babies. Great. Love em." Thea offered awkwardly and Otto chuckled while Alicent glared at both of them.

"Thea isnt a morning person sorry about her. Lets get some tea Thea." Oliver suggested. Thea nodded taking a step back. "Actually Im running late for something with Tom. Maybe Lord Otto could join you?" Oliver corrected as he headed out.

"Ollie-" Thea hissed.

"I would love to." Otto agreed. Thea forced a smile as she looked to Otto. Helaena continued to wail.

"Fine." Thea agreed as she headed into the hall. "Anything to get away from screaming babies." She muttered. Thea glanced to Otto and caught him smiling. "You dont like children either? You seem to have quite a few."

"I like you." Otto corrected and Thea turned her cheek so he couldnt see her blush.