16. How is he? Idiotic

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''It fills me with unrelenting shame.' Lyonel remarked.

''So that's what this is about then? Your shame.'' Harwin countered

''Our shame, Harwin!'' Lyonel shouted back looking between his sons. ''Shame on the whole of House Strong.'

''Because I laid my hands on that insufferable Cole, the son of a steward?'' Gael countered

''He is a Knight of the Kingsguard now, a defender of the crown.'' Lyonel corrected through an exasperated breath.

''He assailed Prince Jacaerys, the future heir to the throne.'' they were both shouting to no avail, Gael was going to protect his sons. Harwin was going to stand up for his youngest brother.

''You have laid us open to accusations of an uglier treachery.'' Lyonel spat

''And what treachery is that?'' Harwin countered annoyed.

"Aegon deserves worse." Gael agreed.

''Don't play the fool with me, boys. Your intimacy with the Princess Rhaenyra is an offense that would mean exile and death... for you, for the princess, for the children!'' Lyonel reminded his sons sternly.

''It is rumor only... spun by the Princess's rivals'' Gael hissed.

''People have eyes, boys. Yet His Grace the King, it seems, will not accept what his eyes see. This flimsy shield alone stands between you and the headsman." Lyonel told him ''The willful blindness of a father towards his child.''

''I wish my father affected a similar blindness.'' Gael hissed pacing the empty halls.

''Have I not these many years? And yet today, you publicly assaulted a Knight of the Kingsguard in the, in the defense of your...''

''You have your honor and I have mine.'' Harwin told him solemnly. "I stand up for me family." Gael nodded in agreement.

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"The tiff in the yard... yes well Criston needs a good punch every now and again." Davina assured.

"Lord Strong is not going to be happy." Rhaenyra countered.

"I'm sorry does the hand make the decisions or me?" Davina reminded her and Rhaenyra chuckled. "The correct answer is me." Davina reminded her.

''To ease the pain, Princess.'' a handmaiden remarked and Rhaenyra nodded to her.

"I can talk to Gael and Criston. I can put them in a corner like i used to with the twins when they argued. Make them talk or stared at each other endlessly until they are buddies again." Davina offered as  Laenor and Qarl could be heard singing loudly and very drunkenly. "Were they ever buddies? I dont know but they will be when Im done."

''Thank you.'' Rhaenyra said softly "I would appreciate the help... I don't know whats gotten into them." She grabbed at her chest in pain and annoyed.

"I hated breast feeding." Davina remarked. "I always felt like they were going to gnaw my tit off. Glad those days are done with."

"Are they though?" Rhaenyra countered.

"Heavens no more babies for me." Davina begged.

''You'll feel better in a day or two, when the milk dries up.'' their singing grew louder but the door swung open and they silenced before bursting out laughing

''My dear wife.'' Laenor said with a chuckle

''Princess.'' Qarl said softly as he let go of Laenor

''Oh... I fell down.'' Laenor lied smugly.

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