17. Death Wish

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"Thank you for coming uncle." Alicent remarked hugging Rupert.

"No place I would rather be." Rupert assured. His gaze shifted to little Robbie. He thought of his dark black hair and then thought of ottos own children. Alicent, a beautiful auburn. Gwayne a honeyed hair. Kylar a deep walnut. And otto loved his wife katrina more than anyone. He would never cheat on her or her on him.

Robbie clung to davina as she plated herself some lunch. Mainly leftovers from avalons wedding. Avalon was still yet to be seen after she was escorted off last night. Fear written all over her pretty face.

"You should say hello." Alicent urged. "I know you two are friends." Rupert didnt realize he was staring.

"I suppose." Rupert agreed heading off. Davinas one hand rested on her plump stomach her other weaved through robbies dark hair as he clung to her leg like an octopus.

"Princess." He said so fucking politely. as if he didnt blow up their relationship when she told him of Robbie, as if he didnt ruin her making her feel like she was special only to snatch it all away.  

"Rupert." Davina answered. They had a bitter end. But it wasnt the end because she still had to deal with him. 

"How are the dragons?" 

"Fine." Davina answered. 

"Still no luck on-"

"I have been busy." Davina corrected. "And dont have a death wish anymore." she seethed. Rupert sighed leaning back on his heels. 

"Are you alright?" Avalon could barely hear her new husbands words past the ringing in her ears and the pain between her legs. "What is it?"

"I'm..." Avalon didnt know who to talk to about it, so she got dressed and ran out before he could question her further. "Aunt Davina," avalon said breathlessly. 

"There she is," Viserys declared.  Davina was glad for the interruption. She picked up Robbie and excuse herself from Rupert. 

"I..." Avalon pulled her aside. 

"Whats wrong?" Davina questioned. 

"It hurts, all over." Avalon whimpered. 

"First time usually does." Davina admitted. 

"It's normal to feel this pain?"

"How hard was he on you?"

"He was..." Avalon sighed looking down. "He did his duty and I did mine." 

"I'm sorry kiddo."

"We are strangers, how is there to be any love?" Avalon countered through an exasperated breath. "He was concerned this morning, about me." 

"Thats a good start, when you two get to know each other..." Davina chuckled. 

"What?"

"When you like a boy, dont worry just get to know them, it will stop." Davina offered.  Avalon offered a choked smile. 

"Thats not really helpful." 

"My mum used to say that to me when I was little and had a crush on a boy that wasnt the right boy for me." Davina answered. "She was right. Mothers usually are."

"What if I never love him?'

"You will love your children." Davina answered. She smiled down at Robbie. "That you will have no choice, they weasel their way into your heart no matter how awful their fathers are." 

"Uncle Daemon..."

"My sweet you must be starving, you should eat and take a nice hot bath." Davina decided. "You can come to me. I can be pseudo mother." 

"That would be really nice." Avalon agreed.  "Oh, I think your glass has a hole." Avalon noted stepping back. 

"No." Davina corrected calmly. "Can you fetch Daemon for me?"

"Yes." Avalon agreed confused. 

"What?" Daemon countered. 

"She just requested you." Avalon countered expecting Daemon to rush to his wife's side because they did love each other but Daemon finished his drink before heading over to her. 

"Yes?"

"The baby is coming, thank you for taking your sweet time." Davina sassed. 

"You didnt tell me that." Daemon countered with just as much attitude. 

"I wanted to see if you would jump at the chance to leave that whores side and come back to me." Davina countered. 

"She's just some lady." daemon corrected. "From lys or something, dont worry about her."

"Fuck you."

"Thats how we got into this again." Daemon agreed kissing her cheek. "Come on, lets go get Vaera a little brother."

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