Daughter of a Lannister

|Which is it?|

{It's baby time! Let's say that a few months have passed and now it's time for a baby to be born. I was debating between a Girl or a Boy. But we'll see}

{9 MONTHS LATER}

I felt worser than I ever felt before, my belly was more larger than it was 9 moons ago.

I walked only a bit, and I was more crankier than before, Cersei stayed by my side. Even thorough my toughest moments, but I wasn't happy, when Margaery came over to me.

Asking me for help, I rejected her kindness with my own with a hint of venom in it. I kept walking, and my plain white dress,  and my hair was slightly messy.

My father keeps telling me to sit and rest, but I told him I'll will be doing my job until I can no longer stand.

Hunter was busy attending some events, that I couldn't make it to.

I spent every waking moment thinking about my child's name, I wanted something that everyone will love.

I finally thought of the name and was happy. I wouldn't tell Cersei even though she kept bugging me for it.

I was walking around the castle slowly l, when I accidentally dropped my book; The Great Houses and Noble Houses.

I went to picked it up, but than I felt a pinch of pain. I picked up the book, and the pain came back again.

The pain was coming back, if was like an off and on relationship.

It caused me to dropped the book, one of my maids came rushing to my aid.

"Do not worry," I told her. "my time has come. Called the guards."

Soon three knights came and carry me to the birthing room, a army of midwifed came along with my maids.

I lay on the bed holding my belly and carry my mother's necklace with me. I felt slight pain and I was huffing softly.

I prayed for a few minutes and more pain came along. Cersei came in, she was wearing a pale yellow dress.

And a green wrap. She rushed over to my side and clutched my hand.

More intense pain came along, which made me nearly scream. I clench my hands tighter and I heard Cersei say "easy." my maids began to dap my forehead with a soft towel.

"Where's my husband?" I asked.
"He's coming as fast as he can." Cersei reply.

I let out a painful scream, and I just wanted this pain to be over with. The maids were bringing in towels and blankets.

And bowls of clean water, I could hear Cersei ordering that Maester Pycelle wasn't allow because he's a fucking perv!

The midwives were getting ready, by pulling up their sleeves and looked at me.

"Are you ready?" she asked me.
"Yes....ow!" I screeched.
"Push, my lady."

I began to pushed and I just felt more pain, and I was breathing hard, my body launched forward and.

I screamed loudly. Cersei dabbed my forehead and was shouting at the maids who just standing there.

I kept pushing and I paused to take some deep breathes.

"....Cersei..." I said.
"Yes?"
"If...if I don't make it...." I was interrupted by her.
"I forbid from saying such words!"

I screeched loudly in pain, and than the midwifes pulled out certain tools, I saw a small blade.

And Cersei turn white as snow when she saw the blade.

The midwives were chattering and I was slowly losing contentious.

"What's going on!" Cersei screeched.
"She might not make it, it's ether we save Lady Blackwood or the baby." the midwife said.

I let out a small huff and tried to push again and I let out a small screamed. Cersei turn her attention back to me.

"You're going to be okay, okay?" she said to me.
"...promise me..." I whisper.
"What?" she lean closer.
"If I don't make it....promise me... that you'll take care of my child as if it was your own." I felt tears sliding down my face.
"I promise."

I let out another screamed and when I gave another pushed and I heard a small cried and a kicked on my legs. My sister looked up and the midwifes cleaned the baby.

"A boy." they exclaimed.
"Boy? Amelia! You have a son!" Cersei turn her attention to me.

I smile weakly, and watch Cersei hold my son, she brought him to me and before i could even held him. My eyes shut on me and I stopped breathing. And Cersei let out her own scream.

            *******(Cersei's POV)******

I raced over to Amelia's side and I touched her neck and I felt no pulse, I started to go in sheer panic mode.

I started to pat Amelia's cheek and she won't respond.

Come on Amelia, don't quit on me now! Don't died, don't leave me like mother did for me!

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