This chapter was written as part of the Facebook challenge "Sur Votre 31":
- Invite : ''Wizard/Witch''.

- Number of words : 100 words – 1000 words.

All the universe of Game of Thrones belongs to GRR Martin, DB & DW.

Context: Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence – Pre-serie – Suite to ''King/Queen'' and to ''Child''.

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Cersei and Jaime were awakened in the middle of the night by baby crying.

Burying her head in her pillow, without even opening her eyes, Cersei grumbled:

''Jaime... your daughter is crying...''

In a sleepy voice, still half asleep, he answered:

''We had decided that until sunrise, she was yours...''

But the little girl lying in the crib just a few steps away continued to cry, and Jaime stood up, mumbling:

"I'm coming, sweetling, I'm coming...''

As soon as she saw her father arrive, the baby immediately stopped moaning and gave him a big smile when he lifted her up in his arms.

Cersei, who was now wide awake, was also sitting in their bed, savoring the vision she had in front of her: Jaime, with their baby in his arms. She smiled.

But her smile faded as a voice whispered in her ear:

''... Gold will be their crowns, gold their shrouds...''

She shook her head. No, that wasn't possible, was it? It was just talk in the air, spoken by a senile old witch in the woods.

She drove the thought of the witch, Maggy the Frog, from her head, but she couldn't stop a tear from running down her cheek.

Jaime noticed it, even from where he was, and, still holding the little girl in one arm, moved closer to Cersei, and wiped with his thumb the tear that continued to trace its furrow on her porcelain skin, frowning worried:

"Well then, my darling, what's happening to you?''

She smiled sadly.

''Nothing, it's just that seeing the two of you made me think of Maggy the Frog and her prophecy...''

He sat down next to her, gently caressing her cheek:

''Oh, my love... You know that's not true, don't you? I'll never let anyone hurt you, never, not you, not our daughter... And then look...".

He raised his arm slightly, where the little girl had started to chirp happily, perfectly awake and unaware of what was going on around her.

''Do you really think she looks bad ?''

Cersei laughed, and Jaime put the baby in her arms, smiling again, happy to be with her mother.

Cersei hugged her gently. Jaime was right, of course. It was just talk, it didn't matter, the witch wasn't there, the only thing that mattered was them, them and their little family.

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