Drama Queen // Otto Hightower // Thea Queen

45. Not a Problem to Solve

Love was not a problem to solve or a choice to make, simply an involuntary feeling that explained human existence. It wasn't contingent on anything, and everyone was capable of giving and receiving it. Words couldn't define feelings. That was how Thea felt as she delivered her baby into the world. Well, about five minutes after she delivered little Robbie Malcolm Hightower.

So much love. 

Otto squeezed her hand in his before the maester passed off the babe to Thea.  

"Welcome to the circus Robbie." Thea offered. Lottie was currently working on her cartwheels with Tommy and Daeron. Tommy, bless him was a kid at heart but one wrong cartwheel away from a broken arm. 

Thea had picked the names. After their fathers. Robert, her daddy dearest and Malcolm, Otto's father. Of course her father went first. Thea harbored a child in her for nine moons and he could be connected to her teat for more moons to come. She got the final say when it came to her children. 

"Don't pretend you haven't missed this." he whispered, leaning into her, his hot breath on her neck as he nodded breathing her in.

And unfortunately, annoyingly, he was right. She did love her babies, they were so cute, so precious. Baby years, although were loud and annoying, they were also the cutest little bundle and Lottie was so excited to be a big sister. 

"My queen," Otto whispered kissing her neck as they smiled down at their baby boy. 

She loved this, she was sure this was the princess treatment, feeling like damn royalty when he was around her, the compliments, the kisses, the constant kisses, the way he used her body so wonderfully. It felt good to be adored and no one had shown her such adoration before Otto Hightower. Not like Otto Hightower did. 

"My boobs already hurt." Thea remarked. 

That night Thea was exhausted and Otto tucked the kids in. Lottie smiled down at a sleeping Robbie as Otto picked her up, he brought a finger to his lips telling her to be quiet. She nodded copying him. 

"You are a big sister." Otto declared as he tucked her in. 

"You still love me right, I'm the only girl you should love me most still!" Lottie declared. 

"You and your mama are my favorite girls." Otto assured. "you know how much I love you, always." 

"I know, I'm just double checking." Lottie assured as she pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Come here and tell me a story like mama does." LOttie requested as she pat the spot beside her. Otto lay smashed on her bed beside her. 

"What story would my little princess like today?" Otto questioned as she snuggled into him. 

Daeron was supposed to be in bed but he found his way into Thea's bed and snuggled in beside her. When she woke to two bodies beside her, she thought she had gotten drunk last night and didnt deliver a baby and pass out early. 

"Daeron," Thea whispered as she stroked his hair from his eyes. 

"Hi mama."