Trouble // Loras Tyrell / Renly Baratheon / Rieka Stark

21. Gift Basket

"Hey loras. Im pregnant''

"I don't think it happens that fast." Loras countered kissing her forehead. They found a septon and were married that night under the stars just them and the Gods. 

"I have been. I think since the camps." Rieka whispered.  Loras nodded slowly.

"Renlys?"

''Your guess is as good as mine." Rieka countered. 

"THEY WHAT!" Tywin demanded. "This wont do!" 

"The marriage was consummated." Olenna countered. "They are quite in love." 

"They...." Tywin grit his teeth. 

"He's a boy, a young man, he went against my word cant really expect anything else." Olenna offered innocently. "Sorry Tywin." 

"Sansa is a child!" Tyrion demanded. "What happened to Rieka being the key to the north?"

"Accidents happen and sansa is a loose end." Tywin hissed. Cersei smiled. She was free. She would have to send rieka a gift basket. 

"Sansa is a child!"

"She has flowered." Cersei countered. 

"HIM!" Sansa demanded. "I wanted loras."

"You were never marrying loras." Rieka countered. 

"I love him!"

"No, you love the idea of him. I love him." Rieka countered. "I married him. Last night."

"Last night?" She squeaked out. "RIEKA!" 

"Sansa, please-"

"Now they are making me marry tyrion because you wouldnt! You spoil everything!" Sansa screamed marching off. 

"Fucking hell." Rieka muttered. 

"You alright?" Loras questioned. 

"Our child will be better than her." Rieka demanded it to be true. 

"Did you have a wedding night?" Sansa questioned after she calmed down. Rieka stared back at her. "Because if you didnt-"

"We did." Rieka assured realizing sansa just wanted it to not be official so she could somehow claim loras. 

"What was it like? How does it... I was speaking with Margaery and she said her mother taught her about... intimacy." Sansa whispered. 

"And margaery gifted upon you her vast wisdom while she is supposed to be a maiden?" Rieka pondered. 

"How does it work? What does he do?" She didnt know if she wanted to know but she needed to know what she was to expect. "Lord Tyrion is said to be experienced, that is what lady margaery said."

"Yeah, I hear the same." Rieka agreed.  "We will require drawing paper and charcoals." Rieka decided

"How many times does he insert it?" Sansa whined

"As many times as necessary," rieka answered

"How long does it take?" Sansa countered.

"Sometimes it takes forever goes on and on." Rieka admitted. "Sometimes it is over too quickly."

"Will I enjoy it?"

"I do." Rieka admitted.

"Well, I do not like tyrion, so I do not see why we should need to bother ourselves to do this at all."

"Did you enjoy it?" Rieka pondered. Cersei stared back at her pouring a heavy glass of wine

"I never have, but I do not believe I have ever thought of it as something to enjoy. More of a chore. Perhaps if it is with someone you like, it is different. I do not know." She added quickly. It wasn't a chore with jaime.

"Did you ever love him? The king?"

"Once. But on our marriage bed he was so drunk he called me lyanna." Cersei admitted. "Does things to a girls ego and confidence. He doesn't - didn't remember what she looked like but I see bits of her in you."

"My father said the same when i was getting into trouble".

"Which I'm sure was constantly."

"Yeah." Rieka agreed. "Thanks for the gift basket, what was the occasion?"

"A wedding gift." Cersei offered. 

"And a thank God I married him first so you dont have to gift? Carrot cake next time is the best gift." Rieka informed her. 

"I will get you all the carrot cake you crave." Cersei agreed. "You really do love him, dont you?"

"I do." Rieka agreed. "He's been with me through a lot, we lean on each other." 

"You know what he is."

"I see past that. Because he loves me too, he truly does. He cares for me..." 

"You believe that?"

"He has taken me under his wing since we first met." Rieka agreed. "I love him. I loved Renly too."

"You share that in common." Cersei agreed. 

"We do. I miss Renly, he was sweet, a good ear, he would have been glad we stayed together however."

"You think?" Cersei questioned.

I'm growing a future king in my stomach, renly's legacy will live on, yes. I think he would be happy.

"Yes." Rieka agreed. "They were the best of friends, we cried for renly together, grieved him and grew from it."

"It's nice to have that person." cersei agreed. 

"Jaime will come home and you will have that person again." Rieka assured. "You can lean on me in the meantime if you want."