Wooden Horses and Proposals

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Finally, Jaime could see King's Landing in the far distance. It seemed unreal and suddenly his heart was in his throat. While his childhood was every bit Casterly Rock, his adulthood and knighthood was all King's Landing; and King's Landing was all Cersei. As they arrived at the gate, he half expected her to be waiting there for him. His heart sank. He didn't expect to have that feeling and hoped that it would soon leave him.

He and James rode the horse to the gates.

"Daddy...this is amazing," the boy could hardly get the words out.

"Yes it is, son. Yes it is."

Brienne rode next to them on a white horse. "Are we ready for this?"

"Absolutely."

Once inside the gates, Brienne dismounted the horse and took James from Jaime. Jaime dismounted, and their horses and carriages were taken care of. They were lead to the garden where they were to meet with King Aegon VI, informally called Jon, and Queen Daenerys Targaryen. Princess Rhaella was there with them, eager to meet Lord James.

After the formalities, Daenerys hugged Brienne hello and introduced James to the princess.

"James, this is Princess Rhaella. She has been looking forward to meeting you for quite sometime." James did a perfect bow, held out his hand and said, "may I?" The young princess held out her hand and James took it in his, kissing it sweetly. He just couldn't stop looking at Rhaella's cute, round face, silver hair and violet-blue eyes. Jaime's face became hot and turned red, his ears burned.

He looked to Jon and said, "I didn't teach him that. I taught him the bow. Not the kiss, Brienne did you..." She just glared at him as though to say 'this is where you need to shut up.'

"No worries, Ser Jaime, they're just children."

"I thought it was rather sweet, Lord James." Daenerys said.

"Where is Uncle Tyrion?"

"Oh, he is coming! He has surprises for you and Rhaella. Something he had made special for each of you," Jon said. The children looked at each other with excitement.

"What is it, daddy?" Rhaella asked.

"I don't know, sweetness, but he will be here any moment," Jon said looking toward the castle, "Ahh there he is! What is he...oh he didn't. Dany...he did it again."

"What!?" she exclaimed.

"What? What's happening?" Jaime asked in concern for his brother.

Tyrion came walking down the path with a smile from ear to ear, and four people trailing him, pulling a two crates on wheels.

"Tyrion! What have you done now?" Dany exclaimed with excitement.

"Gifts for my two favorite five year-olds. Hello brother!" Tyrion hugged Jaime and then Brienne. "Now! Where is my nephew?"

"I'm here!" James exclaimed.

Tyrion and James were standing eye-to-eye. "Well, look at you!"

"Uncle Tyrion!" James hugged his uncle tightly and when they let go, they both seemed a bit surprised that they were the same height. Tyrion expected him to be a little shorter, maybe Rhaella's height, although he didn't know why, since the boy's parents were both so tall. "You are a handsome boy!"

"What about our surprises?" Rhaella asked.

"Oh, yes! The crates! Come on, let's see what's in the crates." Tyrion said.

The children ran to the crates. "James, this one is yours and Rhaella, this is for you. Dads, please, help them. We will do it on three, ready?"

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