End of Youth / Tommen Baratheon (2.2)

16. I am Rickon Stark

"This baby could be the heir to the iron throne!" Cersei declared. "We need to have a celebration!"

"Lets wait until Jaime is back with Myrcella." Rieka countered as she lay her head in tommens lap.

"Myrcella will be wed to Trystane soon enough. Maybe when she has children ours can be friends." Tommen remarked happily. He ran his fingers through riekas hair. Avalon rolled around on the bed scratching her back a happy tongue hanging out as she stared back upside down at them.

"How far along do you think?" Tommen added touching riekas stomach. "Can you tell if its a boy or a girl?"

"Strong." Rieka remarked. "The little peanut." Tommen chuckled. "Lions blood like your mother."

"And wolf like the babies mama." Tommen agreed.

"I'm thinking a wedding night baby." Cersei remarked fondly. "3 moons maybe more." 

"And babies take how long again?" Tommen questioned embarrassed.

"Why too fucking long." Rieka offered. 

"Nine glorious moons." Cersei corrected. "Before a little bundle of joy comes! Your own little lion." Avalon yipped from the bed. "Or wolf." Cersei offered. "Little lion though, we all know it." 

"Do we?" Rieka mused. 

"What happens when we get to the gates huh? Im a wildling." Osha reminded rickon. "You are-"

"Rieka is my sister. She wouldnt hurt me. She probably thinks im dead." Rickon countered.

"Exactly which is why no one in their right mind is going to let you or me near the queen." Osha agreed. "Because you are supposed to be dead."

"But im not!" Rickon reminded her.

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"Cersei this is beautiful." Rieka remarked. 

"I had the staff working double time." Cersei agreed. 

"It's beautiful." TOmmen agreed moving around the nursery. 

"I'm having an artist come to mural the wall before the babe comes." Cersei added. "Funnily enough her name is Avalon." 

"From Bravvos." Rieka remarked. 

"Yes, how do you know that?" Cersei countered cocking her head at Rieka. 

"She did a mural for us at winterfell and a family portrait. You probably walked right past the portrait when you were at winterfell." Rieka offered. 

"I'm Rickon Stark! Get my sister."

"The queen?" The guard countered. 

"Her brothers are dead." 

"No I'm not! I'm right here!" Rickon corrected. 

"You think you are the queens little brother?" 

"Yes!" Rickon demanded. "I dont think it, I am it- Him. I am him! I'm Rickon stark, see my wolf!" Shaggy dog sat wagging his tail happily at Rickons feet. "Please, just tell her, tell her its me!" 

"The queen is busy." 

"And if this is RIckon Stark and you turned away the queens little brother, whom was thought to be dead but really running for his life..." Osha pushed. "Your heads will be on spikes. ALongside his fathers." 

"Ned starks head was removed-" the second guard got whacked upside the head. 

"Stay with them, I will see what the queen thinks about this... imposter." 

"I'm not an imposter!" Rickon demanded. 

'once we got the princess then what?' Bronn questioned.

'I'd like to improvise.' Jaime offered with a shrug.

'That explains the golden hand.' bronn remarked as they march forward. They rode in unnoticed for now.

Making themselves blend in, they walked through the gardens only to find the princess kissing her soon to be prince.

'Well she certainly made herself at home.' Bronn noted.

'Myrcella?' Jaime questioned.

'Uncle Jaime?' She pulled away from the boy 'I don't understand what are you doing here?'

'Maybe if we could talk alone.' Jaime said as her suitor followed her.

'I am Trystane Martel.' he said stepping forward

'Trystane is my intended.' Myrcella informed him.

'Trystane wonderful meet you.' Jaime said shaking his hand awkwardly with his left hand

'We were not expecting you lord Jaime.'

'Why don't you let them have some time alone son.' Bronn said stepping forward but trystane noticed the blood on bronn's clothing. 'let's not do something stupid.' Bronn told him but Trystane grabbed his blade and Bronn knocked him down. ''that was something stupid.' Myrcella screamed falling to her beloved side.

'We have to go.' Jamie told her.

'You hurt him!' she screamed.

''He will be fine I promise we have to go.' But a whip wrapped around Jamie's hand pulling him away from Myrcella.

''Oh for fucks sake.' Bronn said as three women attacked. They were much more skilled than the men they had faced earlier using their whips and swords Myrcella looked around nervously they were after the princess as well.

'Drop your weapons!' the Dornish guard shouted.

"Excuse me your grace." Rieka turned around at the guard at the door. 

"Hello Ser Barnes." Rieka offered. 

"I... this is going to sound strange but I have a boy in the courtyard claiming to be Rickon Stark." 

"My brother is dead." Rieka rasped. 

"He was with a woman, a wilding by the looks of it." Barnes went on. "But he has a wolf." Avalon ran to the window and howled out as if she understood. Rieka heard an echoed howl and ran to the window, she couldnt see Rickon though. 

"Take me to him." Rieka demanded. 

''I am Obara, a daughter of Oberyn.' one of the women called out 'I fight for Dorne who, do you fight for?''

''Drop your weapons!' he demanded all of them begrudgingly the daughters dropped their weapons down at their feet the commander of the guard swung his blade at Jaime holding it at his neck

'When you were whole it would've been a good fight.' he remarked Jaime dropped his own weapons as he was grabbed.

'You fight pretty good for a little girl.' Bronn said from an opposing cell, oberyns bastard daughters were across from him. But bronn quickly grew bored in a cell and Bronn couldn't stay quiet so he began to sing again.

'The dornish man has taken my love but what does it matter for all men must die and I've tasted the dornish men's wife I have a tasted the Dornish man's wife.' one of the daughters started clapping.

'What?' she questioned her sisters. 'he has a good voice.'

'Lucky he is a singer and not a fighter or we would've been in trouble.''

''It's against my code to beat a woman.' Bronn told them

''It's amazing how many men have this code considering how many we beat.'

''I wouldn't say you beat me.' Bronn told her

'How's the arm?'

''Well it wouldn't be a visit to Dorne without another scar before I leave.' Bronn remarked.

''Do you think you are leaving Dorne?'

"Rieka?" Rickon cried out. 

"Rickon." Rieka declared running to him. "Rickon! Let him go, he's my brother!" Rieka demanded. Rickon ran the rest of the way to her clinging to her. "Oh honey!" Rieka coed. "Shaggy dog!" Avalon ran up to him yipping happily.

"Rieka!" Rickon sobbed into her.

"You are here, you are alive," Rieka whispered tears falling into his hair. 

"I'm alive."