Disclaimer: Game of Thrones is D&D's property, after being GRRM's property. Or else, Lancel would be the happiest kid in Westeros, should it be mine.
Summary: Lancel's wife has a secret, a heavy cross to bear. Lancel would not let her be crushed by any burden ever again.
Author's note: A huge thank you to Assassin Master Ezio 91 who helped in making the chapter guide and in brainstorming with me !
Author's note 2: English isn't my first language, it's french. If you see any mistake or issue with the language, feel free to tell me so that I can improve.
WARNING! THIS FANFICTION CONTAINS MATURE THEMES SUCH AS SEXUALITY AND ABUSE. IF THESE TRIGGER YOU, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SKIP THIS FANFICTION. THANK YOU.
Lost and found
Chapter 1
Lancel smiled as he entered his home after a long day of work. He enjoyed his job, he liked what he was doing, however, sometimes, it felt stretched out and he yearned to go back home. Especially when his life was so good. He had just turned twenty-two. He got the chance to work with his best friend in a field they both enjoyed, right after graduating from college. He lived in a comfortable house. He was married to the most beautiful girl of the entire universe. He had a loving family, or at least his immediate family. Everything was just perfect in every way possible.
"Hi!" He said as he entered
On the couch, playing her Nintendo DS, his wife was expecting him and had a warm smile as she saw him. He looked at her and felt himself falling in ove all over again. Having finished earlier than he did, and knowing they wouldn't go out after, she had changed herself and put on her pyjamas, which was a white, almost see-through white babydoll dress, flattering her long legs. She was barefoot, relaxing as the sofa had a small lever that allowed people to be laid like on a garden armchair. Her strawberry blonde hair was down, slightly damped, she had gotten out of the shower recently. Lancel loved everything about her. From her brown doe eyes to her chinless face.
"What are you playing?" He asked after he kissed her
"Just some good old fashioned Fire Emblem. I haven't finished Lyndis' story yet and my pegasus knight is already level eight."
"Not bad."
He sat beside her, lauching his own game device. People found it quite weird, a couple spending time bonding over video games. But Lancel and his wife didn't care. They were in their own little bubble of joy, where the nasty outside words wouldn't hit them. People found everything about them weird anyway.
How Lancel Lannister, the nephew of the wealthiest man alive, the son of one of the greatest diplomat alive, known for being arrogant and humourless but also sincere in his faith had managed to married Amerei Frey, they didn't know.
Lancel admitted he had changed a lot, thanks to her. He had let down his walls, the one he had built around during his teenage years, out of lack of self-confidence and fear. He knew now how to laugh, how to be himself, how to also be proud of who he was, who he truly was, not just his surname. He knew their marriage seemed odd. He was pious, she didn't really care about the Gods. He was rather boring and she was always full of life and excitement. He was working in a field that would put him in the nerd zone while she was working in a sex shop. He was modest and she had been one of his highschool's most beautiful girl, one that got put in the slut case.
Amerei Frey had gotten the nickame of Gatehouse Ami when she had been discovered having sex with three men at the same time. At that time, Lancel had had mixed feeling, growing from curiosity to pity. He didn't really approve of those things but the way Amerei had been treated by her peers afterwards had been just too cruel. It was around that time that they got closer and actually became friends, on their last year of highschool. They rediscovered each other during college and fell madly in love with each other. In the end, the only thing people agreed on was the fact that they were both beautiful and made a gorgeous couple. Amerei's family had seemed surprised to see her actually married and to a good bachelor as well. They seemed almost happy to have her gone from their lives. Lancel knew little of Amerei's past, all he knew was that she didn't want to talk about it as it hadn't been all smiles and butterflies. His own parents had been surprised too. His father had been worried, due to Amerei's reputation, but after he got to know her better, he became one of the first to encourage their relationship. Lancel's family was divided in two categories: those who thought it was nice to have a happy couple and the bigger one, those who believed Amerei was after his money and was also cheating on him.
Yes, Amerei liked to flirt.
But ever since they became a serious thing, her flirts were just about how dashing a man looked in the clothes he wore, how it brought out his eyes. He knew he had her heart and he was the only man in it.
Hearing the sound of the oven, Amerei got up and went to the kitchen, taking out the dish.
"You shouldn't have bothered yourself." Lancel told her as he saw it had been one that needed a lot of time to prepare.
Amerei had felt unwell that day and he had been worried.
"I feel better. It was just this morning. And your mother's trick worked like a charm, tea did help."
Seeing he was still concerned, she smiled.
"I can show you how better I am if you still have a place for desert after that."
He smirked.
"I am always up for candies, you know that."
Pretending to look down at his trousers, she joked.
"Up you are indeed."
He set the table up and they ate, talking mostly about their game progress, their days, just anything that would make them laugh. Lancel looked at her as she was eating, a question burning his lips, but he was afraid to ask.
He was the happiest man of Earth, true.
But he felt something could make him even happier, the prospect of this part of them mixed together, of this part of her to cherish and nourrish, to see it grow, to make his wife's beauty immortal in a way, but mostly because he wanted nothing more than loving her and all that came from her. He had felt that way even before they got married, still in college but already living together.
Lancel felt ready to have a child.
To Be Continued