Rich Man / Tyland Lannister / Aislynn Hightower

38. Pompous Tongue

Some unfortunate years later...

''Keep breathing.'' Rhaenyra gasped for breath as she pushed and pushed. Her breathing rapid. "And push."

The joys and screams of childbirth were not affecting Aislynn's love life as Tyland came at Aislynn with intensity. She was excited at first, she hadnt seen this side of him inn a while. He kissed her feverishly, rough hands pulling at her dress, cupping her cheek. She pulled at his pants as he bunched up her dress. He grumbled as he thrust into her kissing her neck and the fantasy of what could have been faded as Aislynn heard Rhaenyra's little boy no doubt Harwin strongs seed, the screams echoed out. Another baby, a royal bastard born.

She sucked in a tight breath as she pat his chest he looked back at her a heavy breath in his lungs.

"I have to find Ali." Aislynn grumbled.

"What?" Tyland countered.

"I thought she would be laboring longer." AIslynn remarked.

''Why?'' Rhaenyra said with a groan when she was asked to relinquish her baby. Elinda just stared back at her holding out her hands for the babe. ''I'll take him myself.'' Rhaenyra said stubbornly.

''You should remain abed, Princess...''

''Yes, I should!'' Rhaenyra spat. ''Help me dress.'' She struggled she felt the blood dripping between her legs. ''Ooh... Mmm...'' Rhaenyra froze her face pinched her lip quivered

'Princess... your dress?''

Rhaenyra tried to hush her crying babe as she the pain erupting in her stomach.

''Princess? Oh, it's coming. The afterbirth!'' Rhaenyra doubled over groaning.

The whispers of a boy, a boy, echoed through the castle. Aislynn tried to block it out. She didn't care. She didn't give a damn. She did. That was a lie. She knew it hurt ALicent and Laenor's family when it wasnt a velaryon. AIlsynn had a heart after all, she wasnt a monster.

"A boy?" Aislynn questioned.

"A boy," Criston agreed. Aislynn leaned into him.

"And with thick black hair I assume." Aislynn went on as they walked to Alicent's chambers. "When are you going to make my sister the most happy and kiss her?" Aislynn questioned bluntly. Criston stared down at her. "She got my hightower good looks, come on, i see the way you look at her-"

"She is my queen." Criston corrected nervously.

"And she would love for you to get on your knees for her." She agreed easily.

"Here we are My lady." Criston cooed pushing the door open for Aislynn.

"Thank you Ser." Aislynn purred as she headed in. "Ali, I'm feeling murderous." Criston heard as he closed the door. It wasn't long after he closed the door that Rhaenyra and Laenor came strolling up.

"Oh?" ALicent pondered.

"Where is the muppet?" AIslynn questioned.

"Shitting." ALicent answered.

"Of course he is, because he is full of shit, maybe when Rhaenyra gets here he will have some honesty to offer instead of complete and utter-"

''Princess.'' Criston remarked stiffly, opening the door for them.

''Rhaenyra! You should be resting after your labors.'' Alicent declared.

''I have no doubt that you would prefer that, Your Grace.'' Rhaenyra seethed.

''You must sit. Talya, fetch a cushion for the Princess.'' Alicent instructed and a cushion was placed on the couch for her.

''There's no need.'' Rhaenyra countered meeting Aislynn's harsh glare.