Time Rewinded
Chapter 14 Margaery I
One year and one month later.
Margaery woke slowly, she could see the first rays of sun light stream in to hers and Tyrion's room's.
She looked at her husband and smiled softly at him as he slept.
Today was a very special day, it was Tyrion's name day, she had the whole day planed out.
She had been quite surprised when Jaime informed her of the day when she and Tyrion had flown the Casterly Rock to attend his and Brianne's wedding.
Today she and Tyrion would spend the day together, she had ordered that there would be no interruptions of their day save for nothing less then full on invasion.
And Lord Stark had agreed to keep an eye on things for the day, stating that Tyrion deserved a day of rest after all the hard work he had been doing for the last year.
Margaery continued to watch her husband "Are you going to watch me all day?" Asked Tyrion though his eyes were still closed.
Margaery smiled at him "No I don't plan on just watching you all day" She said as she slowly made her way under the blanket.
Tyrion groaned.
A short time later.
Margaery smiled as their door opened and several servants entered carrying packages.
Tyrion raised an eyebrow.
Margaery smiled at him "Happy Name day my love" She said as she kissed him tenderly on the mouth.
"My Name day?" He asked Margaery smiled at him and nodded at him "Yes Jaime told me, so I decided that from now on it would be celebrated" She said softly.
Tyrion blinked still looking confused.
"Here open your gifts" She said once she dismissed the servants.
Tyrion looked at the pile, he sighed and reached over a picked up a small one he pulled off the brown paper and found it was a copy of the Seven Pointed Star, it was beautifully bound, Margaery raised an eyebrow "From my Aunt Dorna" Said Tyrion.
Margaery nodded knowing that Lady Dorna was a very devote woman, if she had not meet Kevan Lannister she would have become a Septa or a Silent Sister.
Tyrion the reached over and picked up a rather large package and unwrapped it he gasped as he revealed the book.
"God's!" He gasped as he looked the tome his green eyes wide in disbelief Margaery leaned over and looked at the book.
She looked at Tyrion not understanding his shock.
"Septon Barth's Unnatural History" He gasped as he almost reverently opened the book he choked up as he saw the dedication.
To our beloved Uncle, who encouraged us to expand our minds.
Myrcella and Tommen.
Margaery saw a little note with in the brown paper, she picked it up and read it aloud "Two copy's of Unnatural History were found in the Winterfell Library, though a little damaged with age they were in pretty good condition, but fearing that these once lost great work's would disappear for good, it was decided that copy's would be made and the book's restored and repaired, though of course the book's were taken to the Citadel under guard to prevent the originals from being accidently left behind in the Citadel" Read Margaery.
Tyrion chuckled still choked up as he turned the pages.
Margaery smiled as Tyrion decided to close the book so he could read it later.
He then pulled one of the bigger parcel's closer, he then pulled the brown paper off.
It was a portrait.
Tyrion looked at it.
Margaery looked ta the portrait, she had to wonder why Jaime would be so cruel as to send Tyrion a portrait of his Sister.
Then Margaery saw that the woman in the portrait was not in fact Cersei.
The woman in question had Cersei's jaw and eyebrows but not her cheek bones, noise or eyes, the woman had Tyrion's warm green eyes and his noise but she had Jaime's smile.
Margaery could see three portraits on the wall behind the woman, one was of a much younger Tywin Lannister, the other two were of a young boy about eight or nine name days old dressed in a red and gold jerkin and breeches besides that portrait was that of young girl about the same age of the boy.
It was then that she realised who the children were.
Cersei and Jaime.
Which meant the woman was Tyrion's Mother.
Lady Joanna Lannister.
Margaery could now see that Joanna had a curve to her belly, meaning that this portrait was done when Lady Joanna was carrying Tyrion.
Margaery held Tyrion hand as he gazed at the Mother he had never known.
"Is there a note?" He managed to say.
Margaery looked threw the brown paper.
She soon found the note, she showed it to him, the look in his eyes told her to read it to him.
"Dearest Brother, it seems Father has began to soften he had the portrait of Mother pulled out of storage and restored to its original place of honour, he allowed me to have a reproduction of the portrait made for you, he liked the copy so much he ordered another made for his solar so that it may go with him when he travels the Westerland's.
Happy Name Day little Brother enjoy this day.
All my love, your big Brother.
Jaime.
Margaery smiled as she finished the note.
Tyrion swallowed as he gazed at the portrait.
"Open the remaining packages" She said softly Tyrion nodded and pulled a smaller package closer.
It was several books from his Uncle Kevan, they were books on the history's of great military general's, as well military tactics and strategies, another set of books were from his Aunt Genna they were books on economy, agriculture as well as book's about the Reach and the Westerland's.
He then opened one of the large packages.
He blinked as he looked at the second portrait at first he thought it was a portrait of Robert Baratheon but he soon saw that in fact the portrait was of the oldest of the quad's.
Steffon Baratheon.
The one year old was standing but holding on to a table cloth, though Margaery thought that it was most likely Prince Steffon's nurse maid's skirts that he was holding, she smiled as she looked at the portrait, the toddler was holding a toy war hammer in his free hand, Margaery smiled as she could see that sticking out of Steffon's jerkin was his toy lion and stag.
The next big parcel was opened to reveal another portrait.
This was of a dark haired girl.
Cassana Baratheon was sitting at a small table and seemingly having a party with her stuffed toys seating around the table.
Tyrion opened the third large package it was another portrait this time it was that of a golden haired boy.
Gerold Baratheon, the toddler was seating astride a wooden horse, stuffed in to his saddle bags were his stuffed toys, holding in his hand he held a wooden sword, Margaery smiled as she could well imagine both the little boys being terrors to their nurse maids.
The last package was opened.
Tyrion gasped.
Margaery looked at the portrait.
Seating in a large chair festooned with lions holding a wooden alphabet book with her stuffed lion and stag seating besides her as though they were reading the book with her was the youngest of the quads.
Joanna Baratheon.
Margaery looked at the small girl.
It was surprising how much the small girl looked like Tyrion and her long dead Grandmother.
Tyrion continued to stared at the portrait.
"That's Father's chair!" He gasped shocked at the sight of his dwarf Niece seating in her stern Grandfathers chair from his very own Solar.
"In fact I think that is Father's Solar!" Gasped Tyrion in shock.
Margaery found a note.
"I think our little Niece has seemingly thawed Fathers heart a little, he wanted her portrait to be done in his Solar, sitting in his chair, it seems she spends a lot of time in Father's Solar, I was shocked to say the least when I heard, I think Father is trying to not make the same mistakes he made with you, he even ordered a copy of this very portrait to join Mother's.
Love Jaime.
Margery lowered the note, Tyrion was still staring at the portrait.
Margaery smiled at him she reached over and gave his hand squeeze "I'll have the servants hang the portraits in your Solar" She said softly.
Tyrion nodded.
Several hours later.
Margaery and Tyrion finished their stroll around one of the quieter garden's, Margaery could see her husband beginning to limp a little from all the walking they had done.
She led him away from the garden, he looked up at her with a confused look on his face.
She smiled down at him "Time for something to help with your hurting muscles my love" She said as she led him towards a little used area of the Red Keep.
Margaery knocked on a door before she pushed the handle down and walked in taking Tyrion with her.
Tyrion blinked as he entered the room, it was warm, and hazy with steam.
Standing next to the two tables, stood one of the biggest men Tyrion had seen out side race of Giants, the man rivalled the now dead Gregor Clegane in height.
"Lady Margaery, Lord Tyrion welcome" Said the dark skinned massive man.
The massive man gave a bow, Margaery smiled up at the huge man.
"Thank you Ben'zar" She said.
She half turned when a young woman stepped out from behind a silk and wood screen, the dark skinned woman gave a bow of her head.
"Ben'zar has been giving the King massages every other day, it seems to help him greatly, Ben'zar can help you as well" Said Margaery softly as she released his hand before she stepped behind the screen.
Tyrion looked at the massive man who smiled kindly down at him, he indicated to the screen, Tyrion turned and almost sagged with relief, there stood Podrick "My Lord" He said with a slight bow of his head.
Tyrion sighed and nodded before stepped behind the screen and began to remove his clothes.
With in a few minutes Tyrion stepped out from behind the screen with a towel around his waist.
Margaery was also now dressed in only a towel.
Podrick's eyes were firmly stuck to the floor, his face bright red to be around so many people wearing so little.
Ben'zar placed what looked like several steps next to one of the tables "My Lord" Said Ben'zar.
Tyrion sighed he watched as Margaery climbed onto the table and lay on her stomach, the dark skinned woman poured oil in to her hands, she rubbed them to together for a few moments before she placed them on her shoulders and began to rub her shoulders Margaery sighed.
Tyrion sighed again and took the steps up the table and lay on his stomach "I am going to rub some oil in to your muscles, it will relax you as well as warm and improve your skin" Said Ben'zar, his voice deep and smooth.
Tyrion heard the oil being poured out, he then heard the hands rub together, he then felt the massive hand's touch his shoulders and neck, he let out a groan as the oil was massaged into his muscles.
After a few minutes Tyrion was asked to roll over, Tyrion had not wanted to move from his relaxed position but moved any way.
Ben'zar began to work on his stunted legs, his thick thumb's working his muscles, Tyrion moaned as his bones seemed to turn in to liquid at the massive man's touch.
Margaery lay on her back enjoying her own massage "Ben'zar you never finished your tale" Said Margaery.
The massive man chuckled as he found a stubborn knot, Tyrion moaned as the knot went away under the pressing thumbs and knuckles.
"Did I not?" Said Ben'zar as he began on Tyrion's other leg.
Margaery shook her head as she looked at the massive man.
Ben'zar chuckled again.
"Very well, I was born in Essos in a village that never really had a name, I was seven name days or so when slavers attacked our village, I think every one was ether killed, captured or managed to escape my self, my Father, Mother and Sister were captured, the slavers split us all up, young girls and virgin's were put in one group, young boys like my self were put into another group men my Fathers age in another group, the same as women my Mother's age."
"They began to march us across the desert to the nearest slaver city, the young girls and virgin women were not touched as untouched women were worth more in the slave markets, but women who had, had children were fair game, my Father fought them as they dragged my Mother way to have their fun with her they beat him badly".
"They seemed to enjoy taking my Mother, so they took her all the time, each time they beat my Father, until finally they beat him to death, they dumped his body down a sand dune".
"My Sister succumbed to sickness so her body was simply left where she died, it took us several weeks to get to a city, by then my Mother was dead inside she no longer fought them when they took her".
"They sold her to a brothel owner, as well as a number of other women as well as young virgin girl's, my self as well as several other boys were sold to a richly dressed man, it turned out he was some one who sold Unsullied" Said Ben'zar as he found another stubborn knot.
"Soon our training began, we were taught to kill with out mercy, then we were cut, after that I decided that I would not become a mindless solider, one night the Gods seemed to answer my silent prayers, a sand storm hit the city, I manage to get out and sneak aboard a ship bound for Braavos.
"Once I arrived in Braavos, I managed to become an apprentice to a healer who taught me her art, I travelled the Free city's and learned the art of healing as I went, in time I became a Master healer I began to travel to Westeros, which is how I came to your lands" He said Ben'zar as he worked Tyrion's fingers.
"Did you ever find your Mother?" Tyrion managed to ask as he struggled to remain awake.
Ben'zar shook his head "No, the life expectance of slave whores is only a few years, they ether die of a pox, in the birthing bed or they are killed by clients of the whore house's, even if I had found her, the woman she had been before the slavers had come died on the way to the slave city" He said as he worked the relaxed digit.
"So sad" Said Margaery as she too slowly slipped in too a doze.
"Did you ever get revenge on the slavers who destroyed your family?" asked Tyrion.
Ben'zar chuckled "In a way, a number of years later the leader of the slavers had gotten in to a fight with a Dothraki, he had a nasty slash wound, I treated him as my oath as a healer demanded, I took joy in the look of abject fear that crossed his face when I told him that I had been one of boys he had sold to be an Unsullied, I was holding a scalpel at the time and I hand just given him a potion to make him sleep deeply while I operated on him" He chuckled deeply as he began to work on Tyrion's other hand while a new young woman began to clean Tyrion nails.
"Then what happened?" Asked Tyrion.
Ben'zar chuckled "A few months later I was called to a house to attend the owner of the house, it turned out it was the Slaver, he had caught a pox, I later found out he caught it off one of his stable boy's that he had captured during an attack. It seemed the boy enjoyed going to less reputable brothels and caught something off a whore, I discovered it was too late to treat him, months too late all I could do was make him comfortable as his body rotted from the inside.
"In the end all his riches meant nothing as he died alone in his own filth" Said Ben'zar.
Tyrion nodded he glanced over to Margaery who was already beginning to doze as her massage continued with another young woman did her nails, soon Tyrion joined Margaery in a deep relaxed sleep.
Margaery woke not long after at the soft touch of one of the women, Margaery sat up filling more relaxed then she had ever felt, she looked at her dozing husband.
She smiled softly, she slide off the table and walked over to him she gently stroked his thick golden hair "Tyrion" She said softly Tyrion groaned as he seemed to struggle to open his eyes.
Margaery smiled at him as he finale got his eyes open.
"Did you enjoy the massage?" She asked as Tyrion managed to seat up.
"Yes I did, I wonder if it's possible if Ben'zar could remain here for a while" He said almost sleepily Margaery smiled at him and sat next to him on the table "He has a spa in Kings-landing, I'm sure you could attend the spa when ever possible" She said softly Tyrion sighed as he lend his head ageist her shoulder for a short time the couple just sat there enjoying each others presence.
"Thank you for this Name Day" He whispered Margaery smiled, she laced her fingers threw his "Its not over yet, we still have the night and I have consulted with my Maester and tonight is the best opportunity" she said.
Tyrion frowned "Opportunity for what?" He asked.
Margaery gave his hand squeeze "For us to try for a child" She said softly.
Tyrion blinked a few times "A child?" He said Margaery nodded with relaxed ease she got off the table and faced him "Yes a child my love, hopefully on of many" She said as he took both his hand and placed them over her belly "I want us to have a large family Tyrion" She said.
Tyrion blinked a few times he looked at Margaery's flat belly.
"But the Night King, the war" He said.
Margaery smiled at him "We will do this to spite him and the Great Other" She before she bent down and kissed him deeply.
Margaery then led Tyrion back to their room's and took him to their bed.
Much later that night.
Margaery lay in their bed, next to her lay Tyrion probably having the best deepest sleep he'd had in years.
Her hand strayed to her flat belly, she wondered if Tyrion's seed had taken or not, a soft smile crossed her lips, if not they would enjoy trying over and over again.
She did not care if any of her children were Dwarfs she would love them all as they were hers and Tyrion's children, she had all ready chosen the names of their first Son and Daughter.
As for the Night King and the Great Other, she would defend any children that came from her body until death and beyond, she had started taking lesson's with one of the Hill tribe women in using daggers, she could defend her for while though she was not foolish in thinking that she would hold some one off indefinitely but she was sure she could hurt some one enough to make her escape.
Sighing deeply she rolled over and snuggled ageist Tyrion and let her relaxed body succumb to sleep, she smiled as she felt Tyrion's arm encircle her and pull her closer, what ever the world threw at them they would over come and only grow stronger from it, with that last thought Margaery joined Tyrion in a deep sleep.
Done.
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