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Chapter 4

It was her fourteenth nameday. Cersei was very happy. Jaime would come and visit and uncle Gerion was back from one of his many voyages and would present them with gifts. The only damper was the fact that father was home and preparing Lannisport for the Tourney in prince Viserys' name. She was ecstatic that queen Rhaella had given birth to a baby boy. It meant that she would be queen. Ever since that night when she had her first moon blood, Cersei began to think about prince Rhaegar as hers. She wrote him letters that she kept in her chambers and searched for every piece of writing about him. She asked Jaime about the prince. Her twin was in the capital much more than she ever was. Cersei never met prince Rhaegar but she knew him to be handsome, kind and good hearted. She was infatuated with the idea of being queen, bearing his children, singing songs and punishing those who wronged them.

Cersei imagined her life as queen. She would love Rhaegar, he would sing her songs and win tourneys in her name. She would be his queen of love and beauty. Cersei would give him sons and daughters, all silver headed and beautiful. Tyrion would be by her side. He would be protected, well taken care of. Jaime would be lord of the rock and they would visit each other. It would be perfect.

The girl looked at herself in the mirror. She had what aunt Genna would call the beginnings of a womanly shape. She was slender now. Cersei smiled, her teeth were aligned and her hair was golden. She knew that she was pretty, everyone said so. She dressed with a green dress and wore her emerald earrings and necklace. She went to check on Tyrion but did not find him in his quarters.

Cersei broke her fast alone. The servants and small folk congratulated her. She had not seen her aunt or Jaime yet. She wondered when he would be home.

Her father appeared in the hall. Cersei stood up, she expected a kiss. She always got a kiss on her name days. Tywin came to her and kissed her forehead, "you are more beautiful every day." Cersei smiled happily, sometimes, she loved her father dearly.

"Come with me, I have a gift." He said and offered his arm.

Cersei took it and walked with her father. They went into his solar. "Have a seat." Cersei did so and waited.

"These are for you." Her father offered her a chest. "Open it."

Cersei did so and was surprised, inside there were all sorts of jewels. "They were your mother's. Now they are yours." Her father looked away. He must have known how important these were for her.

Cersei wiped a few tears, "thank you, papa." She said and stood up. Cersei hugged him. Her father was stiff for a second and then kissed her forehead once more. "All I do is for you and your brothers, for our family. Always remember that." He said gently. It was the first time he spoke to her so softly. He always lectured them.

"Now go. I will have the maids take the chest to your quarters. Your brother will be here any moment now." He said and went back to his parchments.

The girl walked out the solar and smiled happily. She found Jaime in the stables. He hugged her and kissed her cheek. "You are the most beautiful sister." He said happily. "I brought you something." He winked and gave her a painting. Cersei unrolled it and saw that it was them and Tyrion. "It's beautiful." She said.

"I have your gift too." She said and took his hand. She took him to the farthest stall. "He's nameless." Cersei pointed to a white stallion.

"He's very handsome. Thank you sister." Jaime was in awe. "He will be my pride and joy."

Jaime and Cersei walked back to castle hand in hand. Cersei teased him a bit. Jaime rolled his eyes and told her all about his adventures as a squire in Crakehall. They spent an hour talking and telling each other tales.

"Where is Tyrion?" Jaime asked.

Cersei frowned, "I have not seen him all day. I checked his quarters, the libraries and the kitchens." They decided to look for him but Tyrion did not turn up.

"What if something happened to him?" She fretted and the worst scenes occurred in her head.

Jaime shook his head, "nothing happened to him. Look, he's right there." Tyrion was with a book, reading in the courtyard.

"You have not wished me a good name day." Jaime said and hugged him.

Tyrion laughed. "I did not know you were here. Nobody told me." He looked at Cersei.

"It is my nameday too." Cersei frowned.

"I gave you my gift." He said.

Jaime arched an eyebrow, "what did he give you?"

Cersei walked ahead, "he will be perfectly well behaved for a whole week. He will do and listen to my every command."

Jaime shook his head. The siblings spent more time playing hide and seek for Tyrion's sake. Their little brother did not have any playmates other than them two. Tyrion finally tired. "Shall we get lunch? Something light, we have a feast tonight." Cersei said.

Tyrion nodded and followed them. "Father is here." Jaime said warningly.

Tyrion slumped, "I had hoped that he would remain in the capital."

Cersei frowned, "of course not. He is organizing the tourney for the king and the new prince." Tyrion stopped on his tracks. "I don't like it when he's home."

Jaime remained quiet. "It will be fine. You just have to behave Tyrion."

Their little brother frowned, "I always behave. Cersei, tell him I do. It's just that father does not like me. He hates me, everyone knows it so."

Cersei shook her head, "that's not true. He loves you, just like he loves Jaime and me."

Tyrion rolled his eyes, "sure Cersei." He said and waddled away.

Cersei changed the subject. They spent the afternoon receiving gifts. Tyrion was escorted to his quarters to start his lessons. Father had a strict policy of five days of studies and the only exception was name days. Tyrion went away and rejoined them at the feast. Father was in attendance and so was uncle Kevan, aunt Genna. Uncle Gerion was not there yet. The Lannister children loved uncle Gerion. He was their favorite. Jaime and Tyrion loved his tales. Cersei loved that he called her beautiful and gave her trinkets here and there.

Tyrion ate his food patiently but tugged at her dress sleeve. "Where is my uncle?"

Uncle Gerion arrived after the feast. Cersei was about to herd Tyrion to his quarters, "you have to sleep." She said tiredly.

"We can wait for a few more minutes." He said while yawning. They were in one of the drawing rooms.

Cersei scowled, "you promised to behave. I shall be very sad if you do not do as you are told."

"But Cersei..." He said and went to her. He looked about to be in tears.

"Fine but only five minutes and then you go to bed." She said firmly. Jaime grinned at him.

The five minutes came and went. Cersei stood up, "time for bed."

Tyrion reluctantly stood up and then brightened when uncle Gerion came through the door. Tyrion ran to him. Uncle Gerion was the tallest Lannister. He was good natured and kind to the three of them.

"My favorite Lannister." Uncle said and lifted Tyrion high in the air. Tyrion giggled and hugged him.

"I missed you. What did you bring me?" He said quickly.

"Greedy little nephew." The man laughed and set him down.

"My lady." He bowed to her and kissed her hands.

Gerion clapped Jaime on the back and sat on one of the chairs.

"His solar with uncle Kevan. Should I get him?" Jaime offered.

"No need, I will go to them." He said and then smiled.

"I come with gifts for you two." He said and offered them.

"A sword for a knight." Uncle Gerion gave Jaime a beautiful sword. Her brother smiled from ear to ear.

Her uncle then looked at her and offered her parcel, Cersei opened it and found beautiful fabric, so delicate, "the finest silk for a dress." Cersei smiled and kissed her uncle.

Tyrion looked down. "You don't think I would forget my favorite Lannister." Her uncle said and took out a book.

"I wrote it for you. It has all the legends and travels I could remember." He said.

Tyrion smiled. "Thank you nuncle. He waddled and hugged him tight. I will read it every night."

"Now, off to bed the three of you." Cersei tucked Tyrion and kissed his forehead.

"I love you Cersei. Happy name day." He said and kissed her cheek.

Cersei kissed his forehead, "I love you too baby brother."

The next few days were a haze of activity. Casterly Rock and Lannisport prepared for the royal's visit. Prince Viserys was not old enough to make the travel. He would stay in King's Landing with queen Rhaella. It would only be the King and the crown prince. Cersei was tightly wound with coiled excitement. She would finally meet her prince. She had to be beautiful and graceful for him.

Tyrion spent most of his time with Jaime and reading the book uncle Gerion brought him. Cersei was fine with that. She needed to focus on impressing the prince. She tried on at least five and ten dresses before she settled on a Lannister red one and matching golden jewelry. She would wear that when she met the prince. Cersei was walking in clouds. She dreamed and pictured her life with Rhaegar. Father would be proud of her. She fantasized about her wedding ceremony and blushed when she thought of the bedding ceremony and wedding night.

The girl brushed her hair absentmindedly when aunt Genna entered the quarters. "What will you be wearing for the Tourney?" The older woman asked her. Cersei gave her a detailed summary of the seven dresses she chose.

"Do not wear the red one just yet. Save that one for the end of the tourney. There will be a wonderful announcement." Her aunt said with a sly smile.

Cersei's eyes rounded, "my engagement to the prince."

Aunt Genna nodded and hugged her, "you must be perfect Cersei. The King has to love you."

"What about the prince? Shouldn't he love me as well?" Cersei asked as her aunt played with her long hair.

"How could he not? You are the fairest maiden in the seven kingdoms. He'd be a fool if he did not take a liking to you." Aunt Genna said.

Cersei smiled prettily. "Everything will be perfect. I know it so." The girl dreamed of feasts, weddings and children that night.

The day finally arrived. Cersei wore a light blue dress and a delicate sapphire necklace. She had Rae style her hair in two twin braids. She thought it looked good. She went to get Tyrion out of bed. Him and Jaime stayed up too late the day before. The girl caressed Tyrion's blond hair. "Wake up. You have to get ready. Father will call for us soon. You have to be on your best behavior."

Tyrion growled, "No, I don't." He tried to burrow deeper into his bed. Cersei was having none of it. "You will wake up Tyrion. This is very important and you need to behave." She took the pillows one by one and threw them to the floor. Tyrion glared sleepily at her.

"Father does not even want to see me there. He's ashamed that I am a dwarf." The boy said and turned.

Cersei grabbed his arm and pulled him roughly to the floor. "Never call yourself that again. You are Tyrion Lannister, one of Tywin Lannister's sons and heirs. Our family is important and you will conduct yourself in that manner."

She combed his hair for a bit. "The maids will come to bathe and dress you." She said and kissed his cheek. "You behave; I do not want to hear any complaints."

Tyrion frowned. "Fine but I don't like it."

Cersei rolled her eyes, "plant a smile on your face. They all must think that you are an agreeable boy, even if you are insufferable."

"You are quite horrid too." He said and smiled a little.

Cersei left the room and went in search of her twin. Jaime was dressed and ready. He offered his arm. "Did Tyrion wake up easily?"

"He did not, you should have forced him to sleep much earlier." Cersei reproached him.

"It's fine Cerse." Jaime then walked with her to the great hall. Cersei had her place in the high table and waited for Jaime to sit down. All the Lannisters were in attendance, even uncle Tygett decided to come.

Tyrion came in with father. They both had frowns on their faces and sat as far from each other as possible. Cersei would have to ask Tyrion what happened. The Lannisters broke their fast and scattered to wait for the royals.

"You three come with me." Their father motioned and walked to his solar. The Lannister children sat in a row Jaime to the farthest left, Cersei and Tyrion. Their father in front of them.

"I need you three to be on your best behavior. Jaime, I heard you plan to compete in the Tourney."

"Yes father." Jaime replied with his eyes fixed on his knees.

"I will not have you shame our family name." Their father drawled. "You will compete well or not compete at all."

Jaime looked up defiantly. "I am ready lord father."

Tywin nodded, he then looked at Cersei, his eyes softened imperceptibly. "You are the lady of Casterly Rock and will be our hostess."

"Yes father, all is ready for their majesties' arrival and their parties." Cersei said proudly. She worked hard alongside aunt Genna to have all ready.

Their father then looked at Tyrion. "No chasing dogs, playing with the handmaidens or hiding in the dungeons. No fires in there." He said reproachfully.

Cersei looked down. It was uncle Gerion's fault, him and those dammed books that he gave her little brother. Tyrion was obsessed with dragons. He set fires in the bowels of Casterly Rock and watched the embers. Cersei tried to stop him but Jaime managed to encourage him and provide material for his burnings.

"Yes father." Tyrion looked down the entire time. Cersei noted that he had his hands balled up. She placed a hand over his fist and her brother relaxed.