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"Him?"
"Dont." Davina hissed.
"After everything he did?"
"I said don't."
"He wanted Aegon to be named-"
"You are heir but Rhaenyra you are tugging on my last nerve." Davina warned.
"Why him." Davina didnt like that it was supposed to be a question but came out more like a statement. A demand. No one made demands out of Davina Targaryen.
"You are not queen yet Rhaenyra. Even when you are... I dont fucking have to answer to you." Davina sassed.
Rhaenyra gaped back at her. Otto smirked as davina walked to him. Hands oerched on her stomach
"Don't." That was the word of the day for davina apparently. Otto kissed her temple wrapping an arm around her waist.
"Dont what?" Otto questioned kissing her again.
"Just don't, Otto." Davina grumbled
"You like me." Otto corrected.
"Shut up."
"You really like me." Otto whispered against the shell of his ear.
"Stop. It."
"Fine. Fine," otto agreed. "Shall we turn to a smaller topic?"
"Smaller? Okay." She agreed confused.
"Boy or girl?"
"Wha- oh..." davina ran her hand over her stomach. "A boy."
"Really?"
"I dont have a clue." Davina corrected. "But I think a boy will be easier than a girl."
"Why do you say that?" Otto pondered pushing open davinas door
"Have you met me?"
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Otto had a home outside of the castle. He rarely stayed there since his return he wanted to be closer to davina and the babe to be. But tonight he was cooking supper he lit the candles and set up the small patio with his best silverware. Not that davina would notice the plaace settings when the carrot cake was put out.
"Where are we going?" Davina whined. "I dont like walking. My ankles are swollen and im carrying around a watermelon on my stomach." Davina reminded him. "Your fault and now you are making me walk more?" She asked accusatorily.
"Just trust me for once." Otto begged kissing her hand.
"Your home." Davina realized when they made a turn. "Why?"
"Some privacy," otto offered.
"Im exploding with your baby. If you are expecting sex you are mistaken. I want food and going to bed early. That is my life now." She used to be out all night drinking and having wonderful sex with sexy men and now she was going to ottos home for supper and an unsexy nap.
"Will there be snuggling involded? I hoped to bride you into snuggling," otto remarked as he opened his door for her.
"Depends on..." davina looked at the candles. "This is a fire hazard. Could have burned your house down." Davina remarked. Otto pulled out a chair for her. She took a seat. "This is nice," davina admitted. "Really pretty."
"I believe that was a compliment." Otto realized.
"Dont get cocky." Davina countered as otto brought out the food. "You cooked for me too."
"I did." Otto agreed. "Impressive?"
"Let me taste it first." Davina countered taking a bite. Otto waited patiently as he poured the water. She put her fork down and leaned back in her chair.
"Well?"
"Im impressed." Davina agreed. "Why did you do all this?"
"Cant i do something nice for you?" Otto countered.
"Im going to expect it more often." Davina warned.
"Then I will treat you more often." Otto agreed. Davina smiled back at him. The candle dwindled between then and the food disappeared from their plates. "Another surprise. Dont move." Otto instructed as davina got situated in the couch.
"More food?"
"What part of surprise did you not hear darling?"
"The part where I am nosey." Davina offered but she gasped at the giant piece of cake coming towards her. "Is that what I think it is? Dont tesse me otto."
"Carrot cake. I picked it up from town so its delicious. Not my attempt at sweets."
"Im still impressed." Davina assured. She moaned as she took a bite. "So good!" She mumbled through a mouthful and now seemed as good a time as any.
"Davina, I had planned to say something really meaningful, but now that I'm looking at you, I can't remember anything except how much I love you and want you with me forever." Otto declared and Davina laughed and biting her lip. Licking the frosting from her lips. Otto took her left hand in his.
"Butter me up with carrot cake?" Davina pondered taking another bite. He took the plate from her. "Careful Otto."
"Davina Targaryen, will you finally say yes and marry me?" Otto begged. Davina hesitated, because of course the little shit did. She tipped her head from side to side but Otto waited patiently for her to answer, he was sure she would say yes. He was 60% sure she would say yes.
"I suppose its about time I said yes." Davina offered. Otto smiled patiently. "So... hmmm," otto pursed his lips. "You know what you are asking for? Me. Forever," davina reminded him.
"Forever." Otto confirmed. He had yet to let go of her hands.
"Okay Otto. Lets do it. Lets get married."
"Really?" Otto couldnt believe it. She finally said yes.
"But when this baby comes its going to be Targaryen."
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Now That We Don't Talk / Otto Hightower / Davina Targaryen
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