A Raven arrived from the Queen and Jon congratulating Brienne of Tarth and Podrick Payne on their upcoming nuptials with sincerest regrets that they could not be there for the joyous occasion. It was understandable. She was a new Queen trying to rebuild Westeros and earn the trust of her kingdom. The devastated city that was once King's Landing needed to be rebuilt. She was planning a huge memorial for the innocent victims of the war at the city center. Dany wished that she could go back in time and control her anger better. That is why she truly needed and loved Jon. He calmed her and saved her from herself. He was her other half and she couldn't wait to make him her King.
Arya felt as though she had grown even larger overnight. "How much longer until this child comes out? I'm not going to be able to see my feet soon!" She was exasperated and tired, and she missed her tunic and hated dresses. Gendry chuckled to himself as he listened to his lady complain. "I'm so fat! Ugh! Is the food on it's way? I'm so hungry." He couldn't help but look at her as she said this. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" she demanded. "Nothing, Arya. Nothing at all." He just smiled and shook his head. "I'm gonna go get my beautiful wife and child some food. Be back in a little while." Arya smiled, "Sounds good. I'll bath as I wait for you to return. And, Gendry?" He turned and locked eyes with her, "Don't be long. The baby's hungry."
Tyrion lay, staring at the beautiful woman in his bed. He still couldn't believe she wanted him. She slowly opened her eyes, "Are you watching me sleep, sir?" Tyrion couldn't help but smile. He didn't think he'd ever felt so at peace. "Just admiring the view, my love." She crawled over to him, letting the thin sheet covering her naked form to fall off. "So, how's the view?" Tyrion pulled her close and began to kiss her neck as she let out a soft moan. She knew her neck was his favorite part of her body ever since the night of their first wedding. He loved how long it was. It's one of the reasons she keeps her hair up while she is with him. He began to trail kisses down to her pert nipples where he started to lick and let his teeth graze across it causing Sansa's core to heat up with desire. Her mind, soul, and body belonged to him. They enjoyed the ecstasy of their morning love making and lay together until it was time to get ready for the wedding.
The sky was clear; not a cloud in the sky. Brienne was a vision in a flowing sapphire gown. She stood on the shoreline with her hand resting on the swell in her belly. The bairn gave her a soft kick causing her to smile. Another hand covered hers and she felt him nuzzle her neck. "You're going to marry your squire Ser Brienne? You're going to have him raise our little lion? Do you have any respect for yourself?" She knew the voice at once and turned to face him. His green eyes bore into her own. "Ser Jaime, you left me. You chose her over me; your damned sister. I would have made you happy. I loved you." He had tears welling up in his eyes, "And I loved you." He took her hands in his and looked at her with sad eyes. "You may have loved me, yes, but you loved her more. Goodbye, Jaime."
She woke with a start. Looking around the room, she breathed a sigh of relief when she realized she was alone. It felt so real. She could still feel the warmth of his hands on hers. The babe growing inside of her kicked happily. Pod had decided to sleep in another room so that he could be surprised when he saw her walking toward him once the wedding ceremony began. In a few short hours, they will be bound for eternity. She loved Pod; she really did, and she was truly grateful for what he was doing for her. He told her he loved her, but she hoped she would grow to love him as much as he did her.
*knock *knock *knock*
"Come in." Tyrion entered the room of his former squire, now friend and pseudo little brother, Podrick Payne. He would be by his side, protecting him for the rest if his life because Pod saved Tyrion's life at the Battle of Blackwater Bay. He was a good man, and, in Tyrion's own way, he loved the boy. "Ready, Pod?" he said with a twinkle in his eye. Pod was dress in a suit of dark purple leather with accents of white and gold, the colors of his House. "I'm nervous, my Lord. What if she has second thoughts? What if I turn out to be rubbish as a husband and father? What if she cannot love me like she loved...him?" He looked to Tyrion with tears in his eyes. Tyrion walked up to him, and got up on the footstool next to where Pod stood. "Podrick Payne, you, my dear boy, are the most honest, true, kind, and all around best man I know. You showed me, an Imp, the utmost respect from the first moment we met."
Pod pulled him into a tight hug, "Thank you, my Lord." Tyrion grabbed Pod by his shoulders and looked into his eyes, "Oh, for fucks sake, Pod. Call me Tyrion. I'm not your Lord. I want you to think of me as family. I want you to think of us as brothers. You're the only family I have left." Pod smiled. "Well, not for much longer. Lady Brienne will soon birth her child and, dare I say, Lady Stark and you seem to be growing closer." Tyrion smiled, "Yes, that is very true. She's still my wife, you know. Now, in every way possible." he said as his smile became bigger and more mischievous.
The weather was beautiful; sunny and clear skies with a light breeze. Benches lined the way as Lady Brienne walked toward Podrick Payne who stood on the cliff with a view of the sapphire colored waters of Tarth. As she walked, her beautiful blue gown flowed behind her and strands of blonde lockes blew around framing her face. She felt beautiful for the first time in her entire life, and her heart beat fast as she saw the way Pod was looking at her. Her father was smiling wide as he handed his only child over to her new husband. "Good afternoon, everyone," the Septon began, "We are here today for the joining of two Houses, House Payne and House Tarth. You may know cloak the bride and bring her under your protection."
Pod cloaked her in a purple cloak with white checks and gold coin in the checks. This was the beginning of a better House Payne, one he could be proud to be a part of. The Septon continued, "We stand here in the sight of gods and men to witness the union of man and wife: one flesh, one heart, one soul, now and forever." Brienne and Pod joined hands as the Septon bound them together in ribbon. "Let it be known that Podrick of House Payne and are one heart, one flesh, one soul. Cursed be he who would seek to tear them asunder."
Brienne looked lovingly into Podrick's eyes glistening with tears threatening to spill out and her heart beat faster. He smiled softly at her and mouthed "I love you" instantly steadying her emotions. "In the sight of the Seven, I hereby seal these two souls, binding them as one for eternity. Look upon one another and say the words." Pod spoke first, "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am hers and she is mine. From this day, until the end of my days." He smiled at Brienne as she began to speak, "Father, Smith, Warrior, Mother, Maiden, Crone, Stranger. I am his and he is mine. From this day, until the end of my days." Podrick breathed a sigh of relief and finished, "With this kiss, I pledge my love," and he took Brienne into his arms and gave her a sweet kiss which she deepened to deafening applause.
They feasted and danced for hours. There was no bedding ceremony, but when they closed the door to their room, clothes were flying off. Brienne kissed him and led him to the bed. "I just want to look at you, Brienne." It was still new to hear him call her Brienne. The way her name sounded coming out of his mouth made her core ache for his touch. "You're beautiful. Lay down on the bed for me." She did as he asked and felt herself blushing. He hovered above her, kissing her soundly on the mouth and slowly trailed kisses down her body.
He stopped at her protruding belly and smiled. "I love her already, you know. She's not even truly mine and I already love her." Brienne smiled, "Her?" Pod looked up and continued, "Yes. I had a dream last night. She was looking up at me and wanted to know if I loved her. She said she knew I wasn't her real father, but she still loved me and wanted to know if I loved her as well." Brienne rested her hand on his cheek, "I told her, she was mine in every way that mattered and that her and her mother are my whole world." "Oh Pod!" she exclaimed. He moved back up to capture her lips in another kiss.
Brienne flipped him on to his back causing him to laugh. "My turn to look at you then," she breathed out. He was an impressive man. His muscles were rippling and he had battle scars here and there. His manhood was large, bigger than Ser Jaime, which caused her to smile. She kissed each scar and then made her way down to his already hard cock. She licked the top and sucked lightly on the head as she came back up with a pop, causing him to moan out her name.
She smiled at the sounds he made as she continued her exploration of his shaft. She'd never done it before but she knew instinctively what to do. She made love to him with her mouth as he moaned and stroked her hair. She came back up and hovered over him as she lowered herself onto his throbbing cock causing a moan to escape both of them as they rocked their wedding bed. Sated and satisfied later wrapped in each other's arms, Brienne smiled. "What?" Pod questioned with a smile on his face. "I love you, Podrick Payne." He kissed her and carassed her face. "And I love you, Brienne. More than you'll ever know."