Surprises

Life at the Rock had started to settle and become routine for her. It had been six months since she had married Lord Tywin Lannister and he had changed slowly over those months to be more warmer to her and his children, he didn't have such cold finality around Tyrion anymore, more like a begrudging acceptance. It wasn't much but she would take that as a miracle and thanked the Gods for it. Working on her sewing she hadn't been feeling very good lately though, not very hungry. She usually wasn't like that unless she got her moon's bleed but she hadn't bled at all the past two moons leaving her moody. Right now though she felt her mouth water before she blanched and ran to grab the fruit bowl of her room and upend the contents of breakfast. Hearing the door open and close before quick steps came behind her. Her hair pulled back. She wiped her mouth with a shudder and sat back to find Jamie there. Concerned getting a cloth and wetting it to clean her face. "Mom your so pale and sweating, I'm going to go get the Maester." She didn't argue instead she got away from the contents of the bowl and stumbled at first to her feet to go lay down. The Maester came to see her not to long after that.

Checking her over he had Jamie leave and inspected her. "Your pregnant with child, my guessing is two to three moons now. I will make you tea to help the sickness." She nodded and dressed to trace her middle blushing, wondering how Tywin would take it when he returned home from his brothers. The twins found out and were immediately protective, especially Jamie. She fell asleep so tired after the tea calmed her. Tywin returned home that night to be greeted by his twins and not his wife which was odd. "Where is your mother?" Tywin asked wanting answer, Jamie smiled immediately. "Mother isn't feeling well and is sleeping. After all the Maester gave her orders so she and little lion could settle down." He frowned at his son's comment and went to go to the Maester, demanding to know the ails of his wife. Learning of her pregnancy he stopped hearing the other words of the Maester.

"Will she turn out like Joanna?" was all that he could think of voicing it to the Maester who gave him a sad but understanding look. "I don't think so, every pregnancy is different. She's healthy and strong so is the babe inside." He nodded and left to go to their room to see her sleeping. He approached her tempted to rouse her but didn't letting her rest. Hand instead going under the covers to her middle tracing, it was still too early to feel movement and he knew that. A new lion was growing. All the plans he had in mind he would stop and put off until Farfella bore the baby. A protective surge filling his heart, mind and limbs. By the Gods he would not let her become like Joanna if he could prevent it. Afraid for her but he would keep it behind well placed shields, he would be strong for her, after all she was the one who had to carry it for nine moons. Well seven more moons to be exact.

He felt a smile pull at the edge of his lips though, he was going to have another heir to add to the three he already had. She had done her duty to him, she was bearing her husband a child. He was quiet as he undressed and joined her in bed hearing her groan he turned over and pulled her into his hold. He could at least comfort her by holding her. She shivered and fell asleep even harder. She always did when he held her and he loved that she trusted him that much to just surrender like this. A good rest was good for her and the baby, rest she would soon be without when it was born and cried at odd hours of the night slaying any notions of sleep. Pressing a kiss to her temples he closed his eyes and prayed to what ever of the Gods would listen to spare Farfella of Joanna's fate. He didn't know if he could survive another loss like that in his life.