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Stannis

4 years later…

"I don't know Stannis, Cersei won't let him go easily. It would have to take some convincing." Robert leaned back in his chair, obviously in though. "I suppose if Steffon himself were to ask her, she might say yes."

"Surely you remember the days when you fostered at the Eyrie, you made a friendship with Jon Arryn and Ned Stark that won you a throne that you otherwise would not have had." Stannis responded. "The Gods know I heard about your new brother enough for me to remember."

"Aye, that's true, but if I send him anywhere, it should be somewhere to secure an alliance, Highgarden for example."

Stannis slammed his fist against the desk, grinding his teeth as he did so. "Damnit Robert! I won't have my nephew become the ward of the Fat Flower! Steffon should be learning how to be a battle commander, the one who holds Joffrey's Storm's End!"

Robert's eyes darkened. "Careful Stannis, careful now! I won't have you mention that damned castle again! I only mentioned Tyrell as an example! I have made no decision!"

Silence, and then quietly, Stannis said "I also believe that it would do Selyse and Shireen both some good to have another child on Dragonstone, their relationship is strained to say the least. Steffon and Shireen have much in common, they both love books, and music too."

Robert let out a hmph! And took a deep drink of his wine. "If it wasn't for Renly giving him that damn violin he be better with the sword."

"I heard that he is quite skilled with it." Stannis responded. His brother let out a bark of laughter at this. "He is, he near gave Cersei a heart attack when he started playing the Rains of Castamere!" With that, Robert dissolved into a fit of laughter and Stannis' lips curled slightly. "Maybe there's some use for it!"

Robert recomposed himself and looked Stannis in the eye, saying; "You have my consent, but we have to convince Cersei. I bring Steffon in and see what he wants, that will help our case."

Within a few moments, Steffon was brought in, he approached Robert and Stannis quietly, standing before Robert's desk without a word. "Sit Steffon." Robert said, indicating the unoccupied chair beside Stannis. Steffon did so, and then quietly asked "Is something wrong?"

Robert chuckled, and replied; "No my boy, nothing is wrong, Stannis?" Stannis leaned forward in his own chair. "Your father and I were discussing my proposal that you foster with me at Dragonstone, how would you feel about that?'

Steffon's eyes lit up at this, and he asked, with excitement; "That sounds amazing! I would love to! When do we leave?" Robert chuckled at this, but Stannis' face tightened. "This would not be some trip designed for your pleasure, you would serve as my squire and ward, and learn much about how to lead men to war."

Steffon quieted down, and Robert took that moment to say "If you really want to go, it will be up to you to convince your mother to let you go, she'll only listen to you."

Cersei

If it had been Stannis or Robert, she would have fought like the lioness she is, with tooth and nail. But it had been Steffon who had asked her to go to Dragonstone, her one disappointment, the fawn amongst her cubs. She had so far successfully delivered Jaime's children under the nose of the oaf who thought them of his seed, but Steffon had slipped through. The boy had lived through the moon tea and now began to outshine his golden brother. Steffon was already shaping up to be a warrior like Robert, but had a keener mind for tactics, casting his shadow over Joffrey in the training yard and in the classroom.

She had not been able to cast her influence over Steffon like she had with Joffrey, he was stubborn, and would not be swayed from his beliefs. Gods she thought at this point He is more like Father, quiet, listening, and when he is older, he could become ambitious, a threat to Joffrey's hold on the throne.

So she let him go, this way, he would be out of the way for Joffrey's path to the throne. If he was secluded on Dragonstone, he would become a stranger to the ways of court, with Stannis teaching him, he would most likely become as content with his lot in life as his Uncle. Sure, he would be a better fighter or commander, but he would be just as serious and unfriendly.

Cersei smiled to herself as the ship bearing her second son sailed for Dragonstone, knowing that her first born by her other half now had a firmer grip of the Iron Throne.