Take You Back / Gwayne Hightower / Davina Targaryen

21. Door Knobs

Gwayne knocked on davinas door. Usually he just walked right in. That was the kind of relationship they had but he heard laughter coming from inside her room. He had his hand on the door knob but hesitated. 

Laughter was better than moans of pleasure he reasoned.

"Davina?"

"Oh Hightower. Do join us." Tommen offered snugly from beside Davina.

"Gwayne!" Davina declared in a drunken slur. "Hello join us!"

"Hey babe," gwayne answered.

"Babe?" Davina giggled back. She hiccuped as he took a seat.

"What are you two gabbing about?" Gwayne questioned.

"The good ole days." Tommen answered. Gwayne didnt like the way tommen kept an arm around davina.

"Babe?" Another hiccup. Gwayne felt stupid for trying to out do tommen. Stake his claim but what else was he supposed to do when Davina was drunk and giggling into another mans arms?

"So how did you two meet again?" Gwayne questioned. 

~

"The princes of dorne are coming to visit." Alyssa had remarked. Davina glanced at Daemon.

"Door who?" Daemon asked.

"Dorne. The princes at sunspear... remember?" Alyssa offered.

"I dont think so." Davina agreed.

"Well I know you two will be so sweet to their son Tommen, right Dav. I know how sweet you are. Can you be his friend while he is here?" Baelon asked.

"He's 4." Alyssa added.

"I'm three." Davina reminded her holding up two fingers. She focused on her hand trying to get the third finger up. "Argh!" Davina groaned out running to Viserys. "Elp." Davina said miserably, still holding up two fingers he put his book down and lifted her thumb out. She stared at it. "That not right." Davina told him.

"One. Two. Three." Viserys said touching each of her fingers.

"But not this one." Davina told him confidently. "Who does one two three like that?"

"One, two,-" Viserys counted again.

"No. This one." Davina instructed holding out her hand. "One, two, three, these three. Not that."

"Davina always has to be right." Baelon remarked.

"She is always right." Alyssa countered leaning back into him.

"Okay." Davina told Viserys trying again. Again he moved her thumb out. "You don't listen Vis." Davina told him.

"You do it yourself then." Viserys offered. Davina scrunched up her little face in concentration trying to lift up three fingers but she couldnt get it to work.

"Vis!" Davina whined holding her hand out. "Do it right." Davina instructed and she gripped her thumb tight to her palm when he tried to grab it. "VIS!" Davina laughed out.

"They know how old you are." Viserys reminded her.

"But the door knob doesnt." Davina retorted.

"I know I wasn't paying attention." Viserys remarked looking to their parents. "But why is Davina trying to tell door knobs her age?"

"The princes of Dorne. Not the door knob." Baelon corrected picking Davina up, flipping her upside down.

"Is he my brother?" Davina asked as she tugged at her dress.

"Who?"

"The door knob." Daemon laughed out.

"No, the Martells are princes of Dorne." Alyssa corrected.

"But I'm a princess and Dae is a prince and Vis is a prince... sooo." Davina stared up at Alyssa confused.

"Welcome to the capital." Baelon declared stepping forward. "The King is engaged in some pressing business but I assure you my family and I will give you the royal treatment." Baelon told them.

"That's prince Tommen." Alyssa said crouching next to Davina. "You can all play together."

"Princess, so lovely to see you again." Davina and Daemon stared at each other before looking to the Martells. Viserys was perfect as always, proper and polite. Davina and Daemon... less so.

"And this is Tommen." Davina marched up to him and Alyssa had a slight moment of panic.

"I'm Davina." She introduced "and I'm in charge." Viserys choked back his laughter as Tommen stared back at Davina.

"I'm Tommen." He answered.

"I know. I listen. Do you?" Davina asked.

"You are in charge." Tommen answered.

"Okay." Davina declared satisfied as she grabbed Tommen's hand pulling him along. "Come on Dae!" Davina shouted. Daemon chased after them.

"Well that went better than I thought." Alyssa whispered.

"Please, this way." Baelon offered leading the rest of the martells inside.

"Your daughter is quite the little spit fire."

"She is going to be hell for husband one day." Baelon mused and Alyssa pinched his arm.

"Davina is... selective." Alyssa countered. "She likes things her way-"

"No other way. It must be the Davina way." Baelon added.

"-She is a sweet thing but she likes to be in charge." Alyssa went on.

"Needs to be in charge." Baelon corrected. "But don't worry your son is in good hands. Davina truly is the boss here under the king."

~

"Is she really drunk or did they really think you were from door knobs?" Gwayne pondered. 

"Door knobs!" Davina laughed out. "Gods, good times."  Davina's drunk laugh was contagious, TOmmen laughed out as he poured himself another glass. Davina promptly stole it from him. 

"I think you had enough." Tommen countered. 

"I forgot how much you can drink!" Davina declared loudly in his ear. Tommen flinched back. "I seem like a lightweight, I never get drunk this is great!" 

"You got drunk with me." Gwayne countered. 

"Ahhhh yesssss," Davina slurred. "I was drinking with a purpose that night. Three." 

"What?" Gwayne questioned. 

"You were thinking, how old was davina to confuse a place with a door knob... I was thhhhhhree." Davina answered with a heavy nod of her head.  "Tommy my head hurts." 

"I bet, stop stealing my wine." TOmmen agreed finishing the glass. 

"I think she should probably get to bed." Gwayne offered. "Were you staying near by? Dont worry I will make sure Dav-"

"Davina got me a room here." Tommen corrected. "BUt dont worry, Gwayne I will stay with Davina, she is my eldest friend. I will take good care of her." 

"Well considering I"m her..." 

"Her what?" Tommen questioned. "I would never take advantage of her. I assure you." Tommen remarked, damn that sexy accent, Gwayne couldnt compete with a prince with an accent and probably rock hard abs. "Have a good night, dont expect to see Davina in the morning she is going to be sleeping this off no doubt." TOmmen got up leading Gwayne to the door. "Night mate." 

"Night." Gwayne agreed as the door closed. Gwayne stared at it a long moment before he turned around cussing himself. "That wasnt supposed to happen that way." Gwayne grumbled. "Damn it."