Renegade// Criston Cole / Davina Targaryen

13. Cheaters & Sore Losers

"You are such a... cheater." Davina declared. 

"Am not." Harwin countered. 

"You are totally cheating." Davina decided. 

Rhaenyra watched them curiously, Harwin and Davina had always been close but this seemed like more. Davina doubled over with laughter falling into Harwin. Rhaenyra didnt like it, didnt like how friendly they were. Didnt like that Harwin so openly got to talk to Davina like this when it was all she wanted to hold him like that in front of others. 

"Give me my candy back, I'm done playing with such precious bargaining chips." Davina decided. 

"Candy chips was your idea."

"And you picked the cards like a cheat."  Davina agreed. 

"Nonsense, nothing trickery about these." harwin deemed with a chuckle deep in his throat. 

"What are you two up to?" Rhaenyra demanded. Davina saw the irritation drawn around Rhaenyra like a heavy cloak but chose to ignore it. 

"Harwin is a cheater."

"Davina is a sore loser." Harwin challenged. 

"That is also true but I wouldnt be if you played fair." Davina offered. 

Criston saw them too, they were friends, Criston knew that. Then he remembered the time Harwin licked Davina, harwin fucked Davina, the moons Harwin was in love with Davina and he got nervous himself. He didnt want Davina to fall for Harwin. That would ruin his day, his moon, his year, he would be ruined, now that he had a taste of her he couldnt go back to just being friends. Maybe Harwin had the same thought. 

~

"I might as well say this while I'm drunk." Davina had remarked on Alicent and viserys wedding day.

'Oh no." Rhaenyra chuckled.

"Maybe save the burn the queen for... never.' Criston offered.

"What? Who said anything about burning?" Davina questioned.

"It does happen to be your style." Harwin remarked.

"No, I'm drunk not... entirely murderous. It's a wedding, I only kill my husbands." Davina remarked taking Harwin's drink. "The truth is I think I've had enough. I got to get Daemon out of my head." Davina told them. "I just cut him off."

"Good for you." Rhaenyra declared.

"You're not drunk enough." Davina remarked.

"Let's get you some cake to soak up that wine?" Harwin suggested.

"Do they have-'

'No." Rhaenyra cut in.

"WHAT?" Davina shouted. "You jest."

"I never jest about cake. Alicent doesn't like carrot cake." Rhaenyra told her.

"BITCH!" Viserys stared back at her. "NOT YOU!" Davina pointed a drunk finger at him. "WHERE'S MY CARROT CAKE!" Viserys just shook his head. "I'm talking to you and you and you and..." Davina pointed a finger around. "Rhaenyra there are two of you, you didn't tell me you were a twin." Davina mused as Rhaenyra grabbed her hand.

"How much did you have to drink?"

"A lot." Davina agreed. "Let's blow this shit show!" Davina declared the biggest smile on her face. "Come on boys, I'm too drunk to be of any use in a fight." Davina informed them.

"Targaryen's are trouble." Cirston remarked as they followed Rhaenyra and Davina. Viserys watched them leave. Alicent was less than pleased about her union and what was to come, the bedding ceremony, she watched through a pained breath as her once best friend left her wedding.

''This is my revival. I will walk through the fire. I feel like I've awakened. The chains around me are finally breaking."

"Good.... good." Rhaenyra agreed.

"It doesn't seem fair that Viserys is getting laid and we are not." Davina remarked. 'We are gorgeous, Viserys is... Viserys." Rhaenyra chuckled.

"You cut him off and you are ready for a revival?" Rhaenyra questioned.

'I've been under self-restoration," Davina agreed.

"Within the past hour?" Harwin mused.

"I like you." Davina remarked. "You are not a pansy like Criston.'

"A Pansy, Princess?" Criston questioned his face scrunched up.

"Drop the princess bullshit, we are getting cake and I'm getting this one drunk." Davina told him. "You two, are required to get minimally drunk as well." Davina hiccupped.

"CAKE!" Rhaenyra declared pulling Davina along.

"We want everything!" Davina declared and the woman stared back at them a moment before nodding. "Mainly carrot cake though."

"The royal wedding-'

'Didn't have fucking carrot cake!" Davina declared. "If you don't I'm sending fury down on flee bottom and this whole place will explode, I'm sure of that."

"She is just drunk and won't do that." Harwin assured.

"Says you. This me on a good day, ive never been to a wedding I enjoyed." Davina added. "So right now, drunk me. is happy and in a state of bliss."

"So you need to be drunk to be happy?" Harwin questioned as the woman brought back an array of cake for them to sample.

"On wedding days, yes." Davina agreed. "eat up."

''Try this one Auntie." Rhaenyra said bringing a fork up to Davina but it smeared across her cheek instead.

"Yes..." Davina stuck her tongue out. "My cheek and eye found that very delicious." Davina agreed.

"You got something." Harwin remarked pointing at his own cheek.

"Do I? I had no idea." Davina grinned back at him.

"I got it." Harwin leaned forward and ran his tongue along her cheek. Criston froze, she was the princess but Davina's head tipped back and a laugh escaped her lips. "Delicious." Harwin told her.

~

Criston wanted that connection Davina and Harwin had so easily but that seemed like forever ago. Davina had changed, had grown, had a child of her own and she wasnt called Criston a pansy when his cock was inside her so he supposed he was doing something right. 

Criston sat down behind Davina and she leaned into him so naturally as she yawned out. He ever so slowly draped an arm around her hips onto her thighs. It was not proper but Davina was never known to be proper. 

Rhaenyra stared back at Harwin and part of her wondered if she was just a fill in for Davina with him. But besides their hair there were nothing alike. Yet the way Harwin looked at Davina in Criston's arms, was feral.