End of Youth / Tommen Baratheon (2.2)

37. End of Youth

Five Years Later

"Is this it? Is this the end of Rickon's youth as we know it!" RIeka declared dramatically. Rickon rolled his eyes. "I'm happy, I'm so happy!" Rieka assured. "But as big sister its my job to embarrass you on your wedding day." 

"Good thing Shelby likes you or else I would be screwed." RIckon remarked. 

"Bran, Mr lord of winterfell my dear," Rieka declared as he rolled by. "What were you and TJ up to this morning?" 

"No idea what you mean sweet sister." Bran corrected with a little smirk. 

"He was covered in sprinkles!" Rieka corrected. "He said you werent baking and yet he was shaking out sprinkles from his hair all over my bed." 

"Oh Right.. I think you have to ask Tyrion about that." bran corrected. Rieka turned around when Tj collided with her legs. 

"What are you up to silly boy?" 

"Mama, I'm hungry again." Tj declared. 

"Going through another growth spurt," Rieka remarked ruffling his very blonde hair. "You will be taller than your uncle Tyrion in no time." 

"I heard that." Tyrion countered. 

"I want to be big like Sandor!" TJ declared, Sandor chuckled as he passed. 

"Yeah you do." Sandor agreed. 

"Why are you all acting so strangely?" Rieka questioned. "It's Rickon's wedding day, come on big smiles!" 

"We have a surprise for you RIeka." Bran corrected. 

"Can it wait?" Rieka countered. 

"Nope, come on Wolf queen." Sandor corrected. 

"I need to kiss my bride before she becomes my wife." Rickon remarked running through the courtyard, snow clinging to his cloak as he moved. 

"Alright, show me." Rieka agreed. "It's not my name day." She reminded them. 

"Mama dont turn down presents." TJ corrected. 

"Does this present have sprinkles on it?" Rieka questioned and TJ hushed her. 

"Mama, mama, mama, don't ruin the surprise!" TJ demanded. Tyrion knew he looked just like Tommen at this age, RIeka saw it to, the youthful innocence that she saw in TOmmen when she first met him. When he first came to winterfell. His big smile and green eyes, TJ was going to be handsome like his daddy, RIeka only wished Tommen was here to see it. They got inside and moved to the great hall, there were covering on all the walls over what looked like portraits but they didnt have portraits in here. 

"Ready, one, two , three, go!" TJ declared quickly. Tyrion gave a tug on his curtain, Sandor his, Bran another on and TJ tugged with his all little might, the curtains dropped sprinkles falling to the ground at the one TJ pulled. 

"The sprinkles were my idea." TJ declared smiling up at their viola reveal. 

Rieka looked around at all the portraits. Sansa, Arya, Jon, their parents, Rieka moved to the one of Robb and tears filled her eyes. TJ smiled up at his picture. RIeka moved back to it picking up TJ. 

"How did you..." Rieka whispered staring back at Tommen and TJ, not as a baby but now, as if Tommen was here. 

"I look like him." TJ remarked. 

"You really do baby." Rieka agreed. 

"The crypts are so dark and cold, thought this was a good way to remember them." Bran remarked. "So they can live on forever, young and beautiful." Rieka nodded thanking them for doing this. For bringing them back to life to be honored and remembered in their home, in winterfell forever. Rieka stared back at Tommen as TJ kissed her cheek. 

"Oh no, we made you sad," TJ realized. 

"Happy tears." RIeka corrected. "I think your daddy would have loved the sprinkles." TJ beamed back at her. 

"I thought so too." TJ agreed. 

"Alright enough tears," Tyrion mused giving her hand a squeeze. "We have a wedding to get to." Rieka wiped at her eyes. 

"You are the best friends a girl could ever ask for." Rieka remarked as they walked. "The best son a mother could have." TJ smiled up at her. "I know your daddy would be proud of you." TJ kissed her cheek. 

"I think he would be proud of you too, mama."