The Lion and the Cub

Tywin took a break to visit the kitchens to get a bit of luncheon. Seeing the nurse try to get a fussy Tyrion to eat mutton that was mashed up bit. Holding Talyn in the other arm. Tywin moved and took Talyn from her. It made it a lot easier for her to do her job. Talyn looked at him with his own green eyes, studying him. Tywin smirked at that and Talyn made a noise at him. He was growing bigger each day, stronger, making himself a plate of something besides mutton. Eating, Talyn kept making noise to make sure his father's attention was on him as well.

He took a tiny bit of the mash potatoes and let him try it. Amused by his smacking as he seemed to like it, mashing some of his vegetables letting him try that as well, again he seemed to like it, not very picky right now. Tywin took him with him back to his study and sighed amused as he tried to crawl across his desk to apprehend his quills. "You are going to be trouble." Talyn sat up and cooed with mischief in his green eyes. "Sometimes I wonder if you can actually understand me and toy with me like a cat with a mouse." His only answer was Talyn's smile and noise of cooing and gurgling.

Tywin shook his head but he grinned unable to help it and that made Talyn coo harder, kicking his little legs. "So this is where you two are hiding." Tywin knew that voice. Farfella smiled as he stood with Talyn. "Perhaps, I think it was his plan all along," she giggled at that. "Maybe," he looked at both of them as if to add his own two sense in his cooing. "He will keep Tyrion busy and on his toes. Which will be good since I'll be busy." She sat down on the bench as Tywin set little Talyn down on the floor before joining her. Arching a brow at her words as he watched Talyn crawl across the stone floor. "Oh, and why is that?" He mused.

She smiled as she also watched him before looking at Tywin. Watching him and seeing how the light played off his gold hair and reflected in his sharp green eyes. Eyes that had made her feel so small when they first met. "I plan to trap a lion for myself soon," she blushed lightly not feeling guilty at all as her thoughts went down a somewhat naught trail of thinking. Tywin snorted in an almost chuckle as Talyn started to crawl toward them, "And to why does my hawk want a lion to herself so adamantly?" he teased. She smiled softer, "Oh I don't know, maybe she feels it's time to refill the nest of the Rock." Tywin looked at her suddenly, studying her and her features. He wasn't a dull man to understand what she was getting at. His voice softening more then he probably meant to, "you want to try for another child Ella?" He asked softly. Wanting to hear her say it.

Farfella nodded, "Yes," her tone was soft like her eyes. Tywin shivered inwardly as his heart skipped or at least he could have sworn it did. She had done her duty and given him a son and could have decided to be done with it but she wasn't done. He leaned a little at first to take her hand, "We will try my Ella, if that is really what you want." He said in a softer tone actually grateful she was not done with bringing more of his line into this world. He leaned and kissed his young wife who kissed back musing his fair beard. Breaking it only when Talyn grabbed his boots and pant leg. Looking to him as he gripped harder, pulling himself up. He froze, nearly holding his breath. He did it, he stood! Talyn stood up on his own. Pride swelled in Tywin, watching his baby boy. Farfella felt a surge of pride herself, "He's standing for the first time, is that normal for him to do so since he is so young?" Tywin smirked needing to remind himself that this was her first baby, this moment special to her as it was to him. "Yes he's a month or two early for this I'd say but that's fine, he's starting early."

Talyn took a step while gripping him testing his balance and nearly falling on his butt. Yet he caught himself. Tywin let him until he did start to fall and caught him before hand to pick him up. "That's my Cub," he said softer to Talyn he touched his father's face he smirked. The gods had blessed him and Farfella with a strong child…maybe he would get another, the rock would never be empty. His house would thrive on long after he was already dust in the earth and they too…the Lannister name would go on.