End of Youth / Tommen Baratheon (2.2)

7. Dead. If You Recall

"Hi tomm- your grace."

"Rieka. Mother told me you were staying," tommen remarked happily.

"I was told you requested me." Rieka added. "Careful Tommen honey last time I was summoned by the king it never meant anything good."

"Oh its not bad." Tommen assured. "I just wanted to see you."

"What a way to start your reign. Im sorry about your grandsire." Rieka remarked sitting beside him on the couch.

"Who will be hand now?" Tommen questioned.

"I dont know. I hadnt thought of that... your uncle did a good job before he left but hes..." riekas word felt like a lump in her throat.

"Yeah." Tommen agreed softly. Cersei was about to knock on the open door when she heard voices and thought damn that margaery trying to seduce my baby boy.

"I know its never been done a woman as hand but your mother knows the ins and outs of the capital. Maybe your mother could be hand." Rieka suggested. "She is certainly smart enough." A smile curved cerseis face. Rieka was the daughter in law she wanted. Tyrion never deserved her. Cerseis smile widened as she headed out but it faltered seeing olenna and mace tyrell.

"Your grace," Mace gave a swooping bow.

"Excuse me." Cersei countered moving past them.

"When is the wedding?" Olenna cut in.

"What?" Cersei snapped.

"Margaery and King tommen," olenna clarified.

"I dont think margaery will wed tommen." Cersei corrected.

"We had a deal," olenna warned.

"Your deal was with joffrey and my father. Both of which are dead if you recall." Cersei sassed. "You had no deal with me."

"We will march our army home."" Olenna warned.

"And be considered an enemy of the crown again? Shame." Cersei tsked. "And here I was going to keep lord mace on the council." mace swelled with pride.

"I would be honored your grace!" Mace agreed.

"But i cant do that if your mother is threatening me." Cersei answered calmly. Olenna huffed a breath. "Now can I? I cant trust you at all-"

"You can. You can. Our armies are at king Tommens disposal whether we go through with the union or not. Of course you have our support. Dont listen to mother shes an old bat." Mace assured.

"Then I suppose i will call upon you lord mace. As long as you hold up your side of the deal."
Cersei added innocently.

"Yes your grace. Of course your grace!"
Mace agreed while olennas jaw looked so tight it might snap.

"Im nervous about getting married." Tommen remarked.

"Nonsense margaery will love you. How could she not?"

"I dont love her. She was to marry Joffrey. She claimed she was so in love with him. I dont want someone that could ever love joffrey." Tommen admitted.

"Get to know her-"

"Do you know her?" Tommen cut in.

"Not well." Rieka admitted as Avalon bound in. Tommen smiled down at her wolf.

"Shes so stealth I forget you have a wolf sometimes." Tommen remarked. "Can I pet her?"

"Avalon sit." Rieka nodded and tommen reached out a hand.

"You werent there when the stuff with the wolves happened." Tommen recalled he had been a bed at the time but he remembered the screams of joffrey the screams of sansa and arya and the wailing yelp of the wolf.

"I went north with my brother job first. Dropped him off at the wall." Rieka agreed softly.

"You love your siblings?"

"With all my heart."

"I miss Myrcella." Tommen whispered.

"Then request her home. you are the king. Write a message-" it was jaime now in the doorway peering in on their moment. He understood why cersei wanted to marry rieka now. She was a sweet young woman. She was beautiful and had a gentle touch. Plus she was already friends with Cersei and himself. Knew she wouldnt try to manipulate or claw her way in. Rieka didnt know she was up for the position of queen and yet she was here with tommen and margaery had been scarce.

"-tell prince doran you wish your sister to return home. Her betrothed can come with if it will make them happy. Even put him on the council if he seems fit and capable of the task." Rieka went on. "Praise them and get your sister back sweetie."

"You are really smart. Maybe I should make you my hand." Tommen remarked.

"Oh I wouldnt know what to do with that kind of power" rieka mused brushing his hair from his eyes. He smiled as her finger trailed down his cheek.

"I will write to the princes of dorne. Can you help me?" Tommen questioned.

"I would be honored."