The Lion and the Warrior

Considering

The princess woke up as Rhaella Targaryen, and now, she would forever be Rhaella Lannister; a Lannister with Targaryen blood. The kingdom likely thought they would never see the day. The wedding festivities continued for the next week, and finally, the princess and her new prince were off on a honeymoon cruise.

They visited many places, especially the Sapphire Isle. They returned after 3 months and their families could not be more happy to see them. They both looked wonderful, they were happy and glowing with deep golden tans and looking healthy. They were home for two days when,

"There's my favorite uncle!" James called out to Tyrion.

"I've not forgotten that I am your only uncle, Prince Charming," Tyrion said skeptically.

"But if I had ten uncles, you, my lord, would by far be the fave," James smiled playfully.

"Oh gods, I know that look. What have you done?"

"I have a surprise for you."

"Really?" Tyrion asked worriedly.

"She will be joining us at the feast tonight and I expect you to look your absolute best and be your charming self."

"She? No! We have talked about this! No more women!" Tyrion protested as James turned his back on him to leave. Your father will be hearing about this!"

Without turning around, James called out, "My father helped!"

"Wait! James! Where is your father?" Tyrion trotted after James but of course could not catch up. He did spot Jaime coming around a corner, "Jaime!" Jaime quickly turned and went in the other direction. "Don't you run away from me! I am the Royal Hand! Jaime! Bloody coward!"

Jaime stopped in his tracks and turned to face his brother. Tyrion held his hands up. "That was low," he smiled, "I apologize. It was the only way to get you to stop. You've got much longer legs and I couldn't catch up," the shorter brother grinned sheepishly.

"That was pretty low. Not as low as you though," Jaime said peering down at his baby brother.

"What did you do?" Tryion demanded.

"What? What do you mean?" Jaime asked as though he were completely baffled.

"You know." Tyrion said in an angry tone.

"Oh, I see, you must have spoken with James." Jaime said matter-of-factly.

"More like James spoke to me. What is the meaning of this?" He asked looking up at his big brother.

"Can you trust me? Please?"

"No. I have trusted you for years on everything and you've never steered me wrong on anything but women."

"This will be the last time. I promise. You're going to love her. She is very short, just not dwarf short. She has golden curls, blue eyes and her name is Deborah. She is a highborn lady of the house Dassin. She goes by DD and you will see why later at the feast. Its going to be great."

Tyrion rolled his eyes at his brother. "House Dassin? She is from the south?"

"A true southern lady."

"Sleep with one eye open," Tyrion said sternly, and he walked away.

The feast was planned to celebrate James and Rhaella's return to Kings Landing. It wasn't a big event, just the two families and Tyrion's mystery guest.

Tyrion couldn't help but smile when he saw Deborah. She was short. She was beautiful. Tyrion had a sparkle in his eyes when he looked into hers, which were a beautiful smoky blue. She was definitely highborn, and she was sweet, smart, and funny, and she was a classy lady.

James whispered to his father, "I think my uncle is falling in love."

"It's about bloody time, don't you think?"

"I think," James said sipping his wine.

Soft music played in the background and set the mood. "So tell us where you've been for the last three months." Daenerys said with happiness and excitement.

"We went everywhere! We stayed in Tarth for a while. Mom, it's beautiful. Just like you always said. There is no water more blue."

"We loved the beaches there. And the beach at Casterly Rock was so nice, Ser Jaime! James had to show off, of course. He told me all about how you jumped with him last time. You are both completely mad!" Rhaella laughed.

"Jaime! You did not jump from that cliff," Brienne grinned and eyed him up. He laughed and said, "You know I did! I couldn't be shown up by a toddler." He laughed.

"Dad!" James protested with a smile.

Jon asked, "Well, Princess did you jump as well?"

"No, I had to um...I decided it wasn't the smartest thing to do at that moment, considering."

James looked at his wife and smirked into his wine glass.

"Well, I am surprised, usually you love that sort of thing," Jon stated as he cut into his steak.

"I know! It looked so breathtaking. I know I would have loved it."

"Considering what, exactly?" Jaime asked inquisitively.

James said, "Well, Casterly Rock was our last stop and we knew by then. We knew in Braavos, right, love?"

"Knew what, my darling?" Brienne asked.

"Oh, you're all going to be grandparents!" Rhaella squealed.