I am awake as soon as the light creeps into Elia's room, my kingsgaurd training at work and keeping me from slumber, not to say I am not comfortable. Everything about Dorne seems to be for comfort. The bed is comfortable as are the pillows, silk sheets against my back and a beautiful woman in my arms. The light does not disturb Elia even long after it's crept in.
She is relaxed and warm in my arms, Her head rests on my chest her hair is wild and everywhere but I don't mind it smells like flower and oranges. Elia always has I noticed it when she was still the crown princess wife anytime, she would walk past me in that terrible place it would smell nice for a few fading instance like a bright light in my dark world.
Dorne was safer and happier than the red keep she was right on that score, but she was under the dangerous delusion no one would hurt her or her children in Dorne mayhaps it was easier to think so. Maybe that makes her more comfortable.
She looked content now. She has one hand on my shoulder the other on my lower stomach I was broiling last night and had to take my shirt off. Her legs are coiled around my left leg like a snake which after many nights I am used to I need no blanket with Elia. I am about to go relieve my morning problem before Elia wakes up as usual when she mumbled something like a squeak. I move Elias hair back to look at her face to make sure she is not having a nightmare I do not want her stressed not even in her dreams.
After studying her face, I think she is not and softly rubbing her back.
"Mhh." Is the noise she makes, and I look at her curiously when I feel her legs tighten around mine and I close my eyes in frustration. Elia talks in her sleep which is adorable usually but every so often when she dreams of him it is quite an aggravation listening her to call out please! or Stay with me. Or touch me to the man who left her.
It was not Elias fault it's not like she could control it. I woke up every morning hard in want of her. I tell myself it is not fair to always be in bed with a woman you cannot have. A woman you admire. A woman as beautiful as Elia. Wearing only these cursed thin lace night dresses. It killed me wanting her when she preferred a dead fucker.
I wondered if I should wake her as I could not slip away, I could not humiliate Elia like that she is gentle besides she can want anyone she likes I just wish it was me.
Rhaegar does not answer her plead and she stops soon enough snuggling back against me. I want to bolt up and leave but she is still holding onto me and she has not been sleeping well which is hard on her health, so I watch her sleep wanting her to rest.
Elia begins wiggling and stretching when she wakes, the light touches her brown skin and my cock twitches with desire. I am sure she is the most beautiful person in the world, especially in the mornings. "Good morning." She greets softly and as always, I get up to leave without a word just a nod to her respectfully and I go to relieve my problem.
Later I go check on my king who is wide awake in his cot. "YABBIE!" He calls happily most royals never notice their guards even young ones like Viserys were taught not to pay any mind to their guards we are like a part of the castle but Aegon is like his mother who talks to everyone in this castle from the lowliest servant I understand why she is so beloved in Dorne.
I help him dress a skill I never thought I needed to know but I know how to put his shirt on without hurting his little arms and have grown patient enough to let him try and put his legs in his pants by himself. The septa watches us as she enters, She is used to me beating her to it. I take him to his family to eat breakfast Rhaenys runs and hugs me she has her mother's goodness I can tell.
"My prince, my princess." I greet Doran and Elia. I cannot stare at Elia's big black eyes so I settle for looking at Doran who reaches for his nephew and I give Aegon to him.
"Please sit Ser Jamie eat." Doran says and though I think it is a trap I do as told.
"How are you liking Dorne?" He askes carefully.
"It's hot." I say simply not one for small talk.
"Do you know why it is so hot in Dorne Rhaenys?" Doran asks.
"Nope." The princess says so sweetly as she eats her cake.
"Do not talk with your mouthful my love." Her elegant mother reminds she is in one of these robe dresses that are so finely patterned but so lowly cut my eyes struggle to hold gaze away from her.
"Well we are very lucky to have you here should you ever need anything please let me know, you saved my family so you are family." He promises he means it he is a good man wise like my father but without any of his evil, for years I told myself the two go together that it was not fathers fault but his genius but here is a man just as clever who might be even deadlier with an asssasian brother at his side but he eats breakfast with his sister, his children, his nieces and nephews even the bastards he treats the same.
"You are handsome, I would marry you!" Arianne says making the adults laugh.
"Well we will call that our backup plan." Doran says he does not explain his meaning. Elia gives him a hard look that makes him laugh.
Elia takes the children on a walk through the garden and I follow her I hold Aegon when she gets tired. I watch her play with her nieces and cool off in the water with them which only makes me feel warmer.
I think I can tell Elia is feeling unwell before she does, her breathing is harder her eyes are tired she looks weak. I help her back in and she is sent off to rest.
I spend the rest of the day with her children it's funny I don't really like children besides Tyrion, thinking about him makes my stomach hurt I left him alone in this world with our father, I like to think he is smart enough to thrive and Rhaenys and Aegon would be dead had I not intervened. They are both good children its not that I do not mind their company I enjoy it. Rhaenys and I talk most of the day away while Aegon is happy as long as I hold his little hand, I take them swimming twice as it is a truly blistering day.
They are taken to bed by a septa who promises they will be kept cool when I go to check on Elia.
I do not knock and instead find her in her night robe sitting at her vainity combing her hair.
"How are you feeling?" I ask.
"Better now." She promises. "How are you adjusting to Dorne ser Jaime, and not the snarky answer the truth please?" she says with only concern in her voice.
"It's very different from where I am from princess."
"Yes I remember. You were a boy when I went to the rock." She remembers, what she did not know was that I had not wanted them to leave. Oberyn would let me spare against him and teach me little tricks. Elia was so kind, caring, and beautiful both she and her brother would not let Cersei hurt baby Tyrion. Elia grabbed him away and held him in her arms she didn't care he was a dwarf. Cersei did not scare them in a way she scared everyone even me. I heard Princess Lorenza talking about marriage with my father. She had not cared Cersei and Oberyn or Elia and I. Father had not thought the match good enough for either of us. It did not matter how much I wanted to marry the only girl to make me smile since my mother died.
"I am not that much younger than you." I reminded as I sit on the edge of her bed, she comes over bringing me a glass of wine before sitting closer to the head of her bed with her own cup.
"Only nine years." She laughs usually I loved her laugh but this time it made me feel bitter and then sad.
"Mayphaps I am young, but if we were married life would be different, neither of us would have suffered Aerys madness or horrors. And that's only the beginning of it." I told her not sure why I did I was about to apologize when she smiled.
She brushed her hair back from her face. "Go on then tell me what our life would be like." She muses.
I could not tell if she was humoring me or was actually interested in how things could have gone different, I was unsure, but my pride would not let me back down or apologize I looked into her big black eyes.
"You would not have had to live in dragonstone the most miserable place in the world, I would not have joined the kingsguard and learned how foolish my dream was. We would be trying to handle my father together which would be a daunting task but…..we would be happy and safe with our children because I would keep you safe and comfortable, oh and if I rode in Harrenhall I would have won and you would have worn that crown." I tell her.
To my surprise she is softly smiling so I continue.
"I would never hurt you like he did what did he do to your mind Elia ? He left you and your children defensless for that horrible Stark girl and you still dream about him!" I just blurt before I can help it, it hurt me more then I realized to come in second place to him when he left her.
"Jaime I-" She begins softly her smile is gone completely and I feel bad.
"No need to dwell on the past." I admit getting up. Her hand softly touches my arm and I look back at her no matter how mad I am I know I will stay if she askes me but she does not.
"I do not dream about him." She says apparently offended by the idea her eyes meet mine in the candlelight. "It's always you." She says like a whisper.
I have never been one to stop my instincts, so I grab her up in my arms and kiss her deeply pushing her down onto the silk sheets.
She works on removing my shirt as she kisses me, I am less patient I have wanted her for so long I cannot bear waiting any longer, I think I rip her robe opening it my hands run over the smooth skin of her body. Her head falls against the pillow with a needy noise when my hand finds her most sensitive area. I continue rub it hard as I kiss her breasts enjoying all the noises, she makes now knowing they are for me. Her hands are tight on my shoulders she moves into my touch. She makes these wonderful whiney sounds as she get closer to her peak.
"Jaime!" She cries out as she comes, I think she will be too tired to continue but in moments she is kissing my neck and running her hand down my chest to bellow my trousers her cheeks are bright red and she softly utters "Oh!" When she finds how hard I already am, move back on top of her as she wraps her legs around me. We know each others next move at this point we survived the fall of Kingslanding together, the hard voyage to dorne, we raise two children together. My hands go to her hips and push inside of her. Its right being with her in away it never was before.
Moving in and out of elia bringing us both great pleasure I cannot stop staring into her eyes, at first I want to make sure she is okay and now its like seeing her pleasure increases mine ten fold.
"Jaime." She purs out again as she arches her back, I quicken my pace I mutter curses and promises, and her name more then anything else as I spill inside of her, we both know she cannot have another baby and do not mind. I want to start kissing her and go again go all night, but her eyes are batting she is still breathing heavy I move off of her kissing her head and pulling her into my arms.
"Stay with me" she whispers softly I have heard it before in her sleep I thought she meant Rhaegar it would make since he abandoned her and I never thought she would need to ask me because I would never leave.
I just pull her closer and kiss her before saying "I will always stay with you!"