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Chapter 2

She ran back as fast as she could. Cersei had to look after Tyrion. Jaime followed her quickly. The nurse was there and she was yelling at Tyrion.

"LEAVE." Cersei shouted.

Jaime frowned when the woman laughed. He went ahead and kicked her on the shins. The woman attempted to hit him but in came their father.

"I do not want to see you near them again. Leave at once." His father said almost without moving his lips and the woman left in a hurry.

Cersei looked at the baby once more. She tried to lift him. "Let me show you." Her aunt Genna came in and picked Tyrion.

"I will have to leave for the capital in the morrow." Her father addressed her aunt.

"I am sure Tyrion, Jaime and Cersei will behave very well and will wait anxiously for your return." Genna said. Father then left without a second glance at them.

Cersei looked at Tyrion. "He looks very tired aunt Genna."

"He had a rough night. Now we have to wait for the new nurse. He smells, a servant should change him." Aunt Genna wrinkled her nose and went in search of one.

Cersei looked at Tyrion and smiled. Mother said to think of her whenever she looked at him. Cersei felt so afraid and sad. Jaime hugged her tight. "I will always take care of you and Tyrion. I swear it Cersei."

She hugged him back. Jaime tried to kiss her. Cersei however looked away because Tyrion began to cry in earnest.

Jaime tried to make faces at the baby. "It always cheers me up." He said trying to move the crib from side to side.

They did not have to wait long because in came aunt Genna with a young black-haired woman. "Hush little baby." She said and picked him up. Cersei looked at her suspiciously. She had large breasts, almost as large as aunt Genna's

Cersei looked at her with big green eyes. The woman unswaddled Tyrion. Cersei looked at the baby's legs. They were small when compared to his body, his arms were also short. Cersei watched as the woman cleaned and fed the babe.

"He will be quiet now. The little lady and lord can go to their quarters now." The woman smiled. Cersei shook her head. "No, I want to stay. I have to look after him." She said and looked pleadingly at the two women.

"Fine, but no tantrums out of you two." Aunt Genna said and left.

Cersei stayed and watched Tyrion while Jaime slept. The girl did not leave Tyrion's nursery for days. She was convinced that something would happen to Tyrion.

Jaime had to continue his lessons with the maesters. He was forced to leave in the mornings and came back late in the afternoons. Jaime was the heir, he had to learn how to read and do sword fighting. Cersei was good at reading and could pick up a sword. She sometimes wore his clothes and hid her hair to train. She had not done it since Tyrion was born. She also stopped sleeping in the same bed as Jaime. The girl was far too busy watching over Tyrion and the nursemaid.

Jaime did not say anything. Cersei knew that he loved Tyrion but also knew that Jaime found the baby boring. In true, Tyrion was a little boring. He slept, he cried, he crapped and then ate. Cersei however had no interest in leaving him anytime soon.

The little girl learned how to change his small clothes and bathe him. It was one of her favorite things; bathing Tyrion. She giggled for the first time. Tyrion was three weeks old. Tyrion cooed and giggled at the warm water.

The nursemaid, Marla smiled. "He is stronger now."

Cersei nodded, "he is not going to die."

Marla shook her head, "not anymore little lady. This cub eats very well and is strong." Cersei kissed his little forehead.

Cersei giggled at Tyrion and he giggled back.

"I like his eyes. I think they're pretty." Cersei said and sat by Marla.

"Do you want to hold him?" The woman smiled at her and asked.

Cersei looked at the baby and smiled. She nodded energetically. Marla walked to the bed where she sometimes slept. "Sit there m'lady."

Cersei did and waited. Marla sat by her and placed the baby on her arms. "He's heavy." Cersei grinned.

"He eats well, the little lord." The woman chuckled.

Cersei stood very still and watched as Tyrion looked at her. Cersei traced his face and smiled.

Marla stayed with Tyrion and her for nine months. She was heavily pregnant and had to go away. Cersei and Jaime watched over Tyrion and the maids who came and went.

Aunt Genna was busy with her own Frey baby. Jaime was forced to keep attempting to read but he confused his letters a lot. Cersei tried to help him but he was ashamed and stubborn. Jaime tried to have adventures with her like they used to but their heart wasn't in it anymore. They both knew that they had to take care of Tyrion.

Cersei knew that her baby brother wouldn't die. He was strong and very curious. His eyes were smart or so aunt Genna said.

She was singing to him as he tried to close his eyes. Cersei smiled and remembered what mother said about loving Tyrion. The little girl thought it would be hard but it wasn't. Her baby brother was a good baby when he was not crying at night anymore, well not every night at least.

Jaime entered the nursery one afternoon. Marla was not allowed to feed Tyrion anymore. Aunt Genna and the servants feed him other baby things. Cersei still spent most of her time in the nursery with him. The septa came every afternoon to teach her how to sow and do other lady things. The girl no longer switched with Jaime to train. Jaime frowned but followed along with her.

"Father is back and he brought people with him. A lady and two children." Cersei frowned. Father was not on her good side.

"Aunt Genna said we have to come down for dinner. She said that father will come and take you away if you don't come with me." Her brother added for good measure.

Cersei nodded and ran with him. She laughed when Jaime dared her to run to the door near the main hall. They knew better than to run straight to the main hall. It was still bitterly cold. Cersei was out of breadth but won. She smiled and Jaime grinned maniacally.

"I can't wait until Tyrion can run with us." He said and grabbed her hand. They walked slowly and composed themselves. There was a black haired lady, her skin was tanned, with two children by her side. They were also black-haired and a little dark. The boy looked their age while the girl looked like bit older but not by much.

"My children." Father said with a small smile. His tone was affable. Aunt Genna was also there.

Jaime bowed while Cersei curtsied. "This is my son, Jaime and my daughter Cersei." The girl listened attentively. The woman was Alyria Martell, princess of Dorne and those two children were Elia and Oberyn Martell, the younger prince and princess. They had dinner in the hall. Cersei fretted and wanted to go back to the nursery and look over Tyrion. She comforted herself with the knowledge that Tyrion had to be sound asleep.

The dinner happened quickly. Jaime pulled her to the side. "They want to see Tyrion." Jaime said hesitantly.

Cersei however smiled brightly. "We can sneak when the maid leaves for her dinner." Cersei smiled at Elia and grabbed her hand. They would be friends. They wanted to see her baby brother. Jaime grinned too. They said their goodbyes and agreed to meet later that night. Cersei would be in the nursery and would let them inside.

Cersei made sure that Tyrion looked nice. She sorted his hair and played with him so that he would smile when his visitors came.

Jaime knocked twice as they agreed and in came the three of them. Oberyn bounced on the balls of his feet. Elia sort of his behind her brother. Cersei led them to Tyrion's crib. The baby looked and kicked his feet.

Oberyn deflated and Elia sighed. "This is not a monster. He is just a baby." Oberyn said a little angry.

Cersei and Jaime frowned identically, "Of course he is not a monster."

"But the all said that Tywin Lannister had a monster. This whole journey was a waste." The boy said angrily.

"You have to go now." Jaime said and pulled Oberyn out. Cersei did the same with Elia who began crying.

Cersei did not cry. She was upset that they would call Tyrion a monster. She remembered her mother's words. "No one would love him." Cersei pulled Tyrion from his crib and hugged him.

"I love you Tyrion. I really do." She said and sang to him until the maid came back and made her go to her quarters.

The Martells left after three days. Cersei ignored them as much as she could but eventually Jaime made her play with them. They played hide and seek. Elia was not so bad. Cersei didn't care much for her though. She was always crying and Oberyn was even more spoiled than they were. Cersei still spent a lot of time with Tyrion. Jaime was easily bored and needed to be outdoors but Cersei could be inside with the baby all day just to make sure that he was fine.

Father left a week after the Martells did. Cersei and Jaime were asked to come into his solar the afternoon when he was to leave for King's Landing.

They came in hand in hand. "Have a seat." Father said without looking away from his scrolls.

They sat in front of father's huge wooden desk. "You are not doing well with your studies." Jaime hung his head.

"And you have to stop neglecting your duties." His father then looked at her.

Cersei blinked, "I have to take care of Tyrion."

Her father frowned, "he has nurses and maids to take care of him. You will resume your classes with the septas full time."

"But I won't have time to watch over Tyrion. I have to sing to him. Mamma said I have to do that." Cersei replied almost pleadingly.

Her father frowned and looked away. "Your mother is gone. She does not see, does not feel and does not hear any longer."

Cersei's eyes filled with tears and she hung her head too. The little girl was forced to listen to her father go on about family and duty.

Cersei went back to the nursery that night and kissed Tyrion's head, "don't worry Tyrion. Jaime and I will be with you every day." She promised and kissed his soft blond baby hair again before leaving.