Back To You // Jorah Mormont (2)

4. Lady Stuff

"Better than a pirate ship?" Oceana questioned.

"Dont tell Jack that!" San giggled out.

"A real bed." Oceana declared as they got up, it had been a week and she still couldnt get over it, the fact that she was here, with her brother, in a real bed for the first time in years. With the dothraki they had been sleeping on the ground, cots if they were lucky, sometimes when they set up camp for a long while they would give beds to the Khal and Drogo. therefore Oceana got a bed and little San snuggled in beside her. Pregnant woman were that was treasure, she was worshiped while pregnant and had truly felt like a queen. But sleeping in a featherbed meant for a man the size of sandor, was luxurious.

Sandor found Oceana and San in the gardens, for as much as Oceana missed civilization she liked the peace and solitude of being more excluded from the hustle and bustle of the capital.

"That mans little like me." San remarked nodding to Tyrion as he passed.

"I believe that to be Tyrion Lannister." Oceana remarked. "I lived right by him when I was little." THe cleganes little keep compared the castle that was Casterly rock but still they were neighbors.

"There you are, would have known you would be out here." Sandor remarked. San had quickly taken to his uncle Sandor, he ran to Sandor and Sandor picked little San up with one arm, put San on his shoulders and San giggled being up so high.

"Drogo used to do that." Oceana whispered smiling to herself.

"I have a favor to ask of you... its... lady personal stuff." Sandor remarked.

"You like a girl? WHo? Tell me!" Oceana demanded.

"No, no!" Sandor declared shaking his head. "Gross, not that."

"Oh," she sat back in her chair. "What then?"

"The Little dove flowered." Sandor remarked. "She can be the kings personal baby maker now."

"Thats awful. Joffrey seems awful and I have just seen him in passing." Oceana remarked.

"He is." Sandor assured. "O, I was thinking maybe you could talk to her." Sandor offered.

"You have a soft spot for this little dove?" Oceana pondered and Sandor grumbled an answer, San laughed out smiling back down at his uncle. "You two are so cute together."

"Will you talk to her?" Sandor countered.

"I will talk to her." Oceana agreed.

"The queen is probably terrifying her now." Sandor remarked.

''Your mother might have prepared you." Cersei remarked. "You flowered, my dear. No more."

"My mother told me, but I thought it would be different."

"In what way?" Cersei countered.

"I thought it would be less ... less messy."

"Wait until you bear the child." Cersei declared. "You're a woman now. Do you have any idea what that means?"

"I'm fit to bear children for the king?" Sansa whimpered.

"A prospect that once delighted you ... bringing little princes and princesses into the world, the greatest honor for a queen." Cersei assured her. Sansa stared back at her and cersei must have seen her hesitance. "Joffrey has always been difficult. Even his birth, I labored a day and a half to bring him into this world. You cannot imagine the pain. I screamed so loudly, I was sure Robert would hear me in the Kingswood."

"His Grace was not with you?"

"Robert was hunting. That was his custom. Whenever my time was near, my royal husband would flee to the trees with his huntsmen and his hounds. And when he returned, he would present me with some pelts or a stag's head, and I would present him with a baby." Cersei remarked with distaste. "Not that I wanted him there, mind you. I had Grand Maester Pycelle, an army of midwives, and I had my brother." Cersei remarked fondly.

"When they told Jaime he wasn't allowed in the birthing room, he smiled and asked which one of them proposed to keep him out...." Cersei added fondly.  "Joffrey will show you no such devotion. You may never love the king, but you will love his children."

"I love his Grace with all my heart." Sansa answered on command. Cersei smirked back at her.

"That's so very touching to hear. Permit me to share some womanly wisdom with you on this very special day." Cersei offered instead. "The more people you love, the weaker you are. You'll do things for them that you know you shouldn't do. You'll act the fool to make them happy, to keep them safe. Love no one but your children." Cersei informed her confidently. "On that front, a mother has no choice."

"But... shouldn't I love Joffrey, Your Grace?" Sansa countered.

"You can try, little dove."

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"Lady sansa?" She spun around wiping at her eyes.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Oceana Clegane."

"The hounds sister." Sansa realized.

"Sandor." Oceana corrected. "And he thought you might need someone that knows what the process is like... the birthing process... to... he's a sweet man, a great brother." Oceana informed him. "Our elder brother is a cunt but Sandor has a heart."

"The queen already spoke to me."

"Of course she did, but you would like it again from someone that hasnt tormented you for moons?" Oceana questioned. "My brother has caught me up on what I missed while gone... I am sorry they have tormented you so much. I am also sorry for the loss of your father... everyone always said Eddard Stark was a good man."

"Thank you." Sansa whispered. "You have a child?" Sansa finally saw San hiding behind Ocean's dress.

"This is Sanrogue, he is my little prince." Oceana agreed.

"How old were you?"

"I was 13 when I was shipped off, across the narrow sea." Oceana remarked.

"I was 13 when I left home." Sansa whispered.

"I was 17 when I got pregnant..."

"Did you love your husband?"

"I did, very much, it was his people that didnt love me." Oceana informed him.

"Who did you marry?"

"Khal Drogo, he was of the dothraki... his father and him and a few others in the tribe were quite good to me but a few didnt like that I was no one of power, they wanted a princess for their king."

"So they kicked you out?"

"Here Sandor sent me to not scare you and now I'm afraid i'm doing the opposite." Oceana realized.

"It is painful?" Sansa countered. "Sex?"

"It was." Oceana agreed. "It was pleasurable too but Drogo was a very large man." Sansa nodded. "I think joffrey has a tiny pecker which is why he has such a sour attitude." Oceana added. "To make up for his lacking in lower regions."

"and Sanrogue?"

"Carrying him was filled with morning sickness and cramps but once he was here," Oceana touched his little cheek. "Gods, I love him more than life itself, made all the pain and tears getting to that moment worth it."

"It did?"

"When you have a child, if you are so lucky to have one, that baby will be a part of you, you and it will be connected like no other... you may never love your husband but your children you will love with your whole heart."

"Thats what the queen said to." Sansa admitted.

"Then she wasnt completely bullshitting you."