The Lion and the Warrior

Little Lions

Jaime Lannister is going to be a grandfather. Why shouldn't he be? He is old enough. But his wife...Brienne isn't even 40 years old, but still, she couldn't be happier. She has five beautiful children of her own, although one of her daughters will be an angel watching over her new grandbaby. Jaime Lannister's son is the Prince of the Seven Kingdoms, and is expecting a little prince or princess of his own.

A smile spreads across his face. Brienne is tending to Bryce and Broox, undressing them for a bath with herself and Jaime, and she catches her husband staring at her. "What?"

He chuckled, "nothing. You just look...so beautiful. I think you're going to be the youngest, most beautiful grandmother in the history of Westeros."

"Ah. Yes. Well, most beautiful perhaps, but our queen is a bit younger than me, don't forget. However, I think you will definitely hold the title for most handsome grandfather."

"Why, thank you, granny Bri," he laughed.

"Oh you did not," she laughed hysterically, "Here, take him, please," she handed off Broox to Jaime and picked up Bryce to head off to the tub.

"I can't believe our baby...is having a baby. Can you imagine that a few months from now, James is going to be taking care of a little human of his own?"

"I know. I can't wait to see it, really."

They walked into the room next door and Brienne untied her robe and let it drop to the floor. Jaime put Broox on his right hip and held him there with his arm. He used his left hand to untie his robe and slip it off. Together they went down the steps to the giant tub with their baby boys. The water was warm and inviting. The tub was 5 feet deep and 15 feet by 15 feet square. Large enough for all of them, and the boys loved it. Although the boys needed a bath, this was a good play time as well. They loved to slap and kick the water, making big splashes at their mommy and daddy. Jaime and Brienne just laughed. The boys would giggle and squeal and try to talk gibberish. The boys would reach for each other and Jaime and Brienne would tease them by bringing them closer to each other and the boys would get excited and giggle, then they would pull them back from each other and the boys would giggle more and kick their feet. When they finally put them close enough to touch, they would hug and then splash so much that Jaime's and Brienne's hair was soaked without having to go under water.

All four of them loved this ritual. Mommy and daddy wished they could slow time a bit, but they were also looking to making more memories as grandparents.

"Our oldest has no idea what he's getting into," Jaime laughed.

Brienne laughed with him and lifted Bryce high in the air blowing on his belly, the baby laughed out loud just like his mommy, a deep loud laugh that echoed through the room. "He has your laugh!" Jaime exclaimed.

"Oh, that's my boy!" Brienne said holding him close.

Soon it was time to get out of the tub. Everyone was clean and smelling of soap, and the boys were ready for bed time.

Just as Jaime and Brienne sat down in the rocking chairs to rock the babies to sleep, there was a knock on the door. When the door opened, they were pleased to see James and Rhaella coming into the room.

"Hi there," Jaime said, "your big brother and sister-in-law have come to say good night, boys."

"Well, hello. What brings you two about?" Brienne asked.

"Good evening, my lady, my lord," Rhaella greeted, "We thought perhaps we could put the babies to sleep tonight. If it please you, lady Brienne."

"We thought we could use the practice, is all," James added.

"You won't drop them will you?"

"Dad."