29. Fluke

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"Myrcella, this is Trystane." Oberyn introduced and Tyanna saw little hearts in Trystane's eyes. 

"Hello, my prince." Myrcella gave her best curtsy. 

"Hello my princess." Trystane countered happily. 

"Yep, boy has a type." Oberyn remarked. Tyanna wanted to frame this moment that first look of love and admiration that flooded between them. 

Tyanna wanted to write Cersei already and say that love was in the air but thought best give it a day or two. Things were going better than it had with Tyanna and Oberyn, so Tyanna was sure Myrcella and Trystane would be just fine. 

Myrcella got settled in her new chambers, Tyanna gave pops of red throughout the room, she had an artist coming to do murals in the rooms. Myrcella requested a proud lion. 

"You met this woman?" Oberyn questioned. 

"Her name is Avalon, she is from bravvos, she did some work at Casterly rock before I left. She is amazing." Tyanna assured. "She is going to turn Myrcella's chambers, our little nuggets chambers too-" Tyanna touched her stomach. "-oh and I was thinking for this little lion. I want Lions roaming with the fading or rising, depending on how you look at it. WOuldnt that be pretty?"

"Depending on how good she is." Oberyn agreed. 

"She is a master." Tyanna assured. "Tyon what do you want painted on your wall?" 

"I can have anything?" Tyon questioned. 

"Anything at all, but its going to be on your wall for a very long time," Tyanna remarked. 

"I need to think on this then." Tyon decided. He turned around and spun back around to them. "Can she draw cookies and cakes and when I touch them they come to life and I can eat them?" Oberyn blinked back at his son curiously. 

"I will see if she is a wizard." Oberyn offered. "But if she isnt?" 

"A lion, obviously." Tyon answered before heading off. 

"Obviously." Tyanna repeated. 

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'Hound, tell the hand that the king has asked him a question!' Joffrey sneered. Sandor rolled his eyes but obeyed like a good dog.

'The King has asked you a question.' he said in dull tone of voice

'Tell the King that the hand of the King is too busy to tell him of every decision he makes.' Joffrey retorted. He nodded to Lancel.

'The hand of the King wishes to tell you-' Lancel began.

'If I tell you to cut him in half-' Joffrey began

'That would make me the quarter man.' Tyrion told him 'it doesn't have the same ring to it.' Joffrey didn't approve of his uncles teasing. 'chop me in half and I won't be able to lead our fleet no signal no plan and Stannis Baratheon takes the city and the iron Throne put your pinch little head up on the gate somewhere might be quite amusing except my head will be up there too. I like my head I don't think that I want to see it up there just yet.' Tyrion informed him.

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"Are you and Trystane getting along?" Tyanna questioned. 

"He's really sweet." Myrcella agreed. 

"I'm glad you think so. Dont worry about the union just be friends." Tyanna assured. Myrcella nodded. 

"And if he happens to kiss me and I like it?" Myrcella countered. 

"Kiss and tell." Tyanna requested leaning in, Myrcella laughed out. 

"He kissed me." 

"I gathered. And you liked it!" 

"I did." Myrcella agreed. 

"You two work fast." Oberyn mused. 

"What do you think honey, too soon to tell your mother you are alright and like it here?" Tyanna pondered as she leaned back into Oberyn. He wrapped his arms around her running his long skilled fingers over her stomach.

"I will write her right away." Myrcella agreed jumping up. 

"I would like to think that even if I wasnt here, your children would still be sweet to my Myrcella." Tyanna remarked. 

"Are they just my children now?" Oberyn mused. 

"I said if I wasnt here. Meaning they wouldnt be mine. But I take credit for the younger ones." Tyanna assured. 

"Of course you do, they like you better than I." 

"Tyon loves his daddy." Tyanna assured. "What do you think, boy or girl?" 

"Girl." Oberyn remarked. "Tyon was a beautiful fluke in the system." 

"You are calling our son a fluke?" Tyanna laughed out. 

"The eight daughters I have..." Oberyn corrected. "Yes. Tyon was a beautiful fluke in the system." 

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Tyrion sent the signal and Bronn shot out a flaming arrow into the water it soared through the air as Stannis and his army watched it land the water, the water turned green exploding the boats around it a green haze of fire irrupted it. Consuming them. They were going to win, Tyrion wished Tyanna was here to see his victory. 

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"Oberyn, get Ellaria." Tyanna breathed back as she put her hands on her thighs for balance.

"Whats wrong?"

"I'm... laboring." Tyanna huffed back.

"The baby is coming!" Oberyn declared happily, he held her close bringing her to the castle. "Why do you need Ellaria?" he questioned, he stopped walking and Tyanna slapped him over the back of the head.

"She has the drugs that make labor bearable." 


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