Chapter 10 United
Casterly rock was busy, Lady Farfella was due any day now, and there was more then that to celebrate. The Martels were here as well and Jamie had returned from his stay as a Squire to Ser Barrestain. Cersei was excited to be bossy to servants she didn't think were doing their job well enough when it came to her mother. Oberyn and his sister had been amazed by the Rock when they had arrived, now he spared with Jamie and found him quiet the opponent, "Your mother is quiet beautiful." Jamie blinked at that but grinned roguishly, "Of course she is, she's my mother." Oberyn smirked at that answer, "I mean it many of the Ragnar are not so attractive and there is an air to her. Is it true she conquered the Mountain?" Jamie smirked.
"Aye, he is more loyal to her then to my father if you ask me." He snorted but Oberyn looked over. "I can see that." There was Ser Gregor and he was with Farfella, watching over her like a wolf did prey. The way he watched her he knew that dangerous giant was indeed loyal, he had heard what had happened when men had come to kidnap him and Cersei. The wound she took and then the order as she killed. His father had warned him before arriving to behave lest he anger the Hawk of the Rock.
Women could be deadly, more then people gave them credit for, his father had taught him that, behind every great man was a even greater woman who could pull the strings to make that man do things he wouldn't have deemed possible and push them past it. Since that day many feared the alliance of the Ragnar to the Lannister's and even more so how they hunted. His father also told him even they had to be careful, the king was getting madder mentally and he feared that but more so he knew he was slowly growing fearful of Tywin Lannister, the hand of the king.
"Are you excited to have two new siblings?" He asked finally pulling his eyes from the wife of Tywin. "I am," he said as he smiled softly then grinned as their sisters came toward them, holding the hands of Talyn and Tyrion. Talyn was getting so big, he saw Jamie and moved from Cersei, "Ame!" He couldn't say his name properly just yet but he was fine with that. He was still a toddler really. He scooped him up and grinned kissing his cheek, Cersei grinned as he touched Jamie's face. "Cese Ame home!" She broke into a giggle, "Yes he is."
Jamie grinned more not letting him down, he was really getting so big. Talking with them he noticed his mother was gone and that the servants were very busy as the Maester walked into the keep briskly. Jamie frowned and called to a servant who stopped to regard him. "What's going on?" She was just a little out of breath to bow to him, "Lady Lannister has fallen to Labor Milord, she has been all morning, but now it is getting closer to time." With that she bowed and moved to get the items to the Keep.
The Twins had started, all morning, that mean this entire time since Jamie had arrived home their mother had been in labor. Oberyn arched a brow, "She is as the legend says then, a true hawk." He shivered inwardly as he said it, not meaning it as an insult at all. Getting inside he found Tywin already going up the stairs toward their chamber. Sitting down he told a servant to take Talyn and Tyrion when the Twins and the Martels came in, the sounds of Farfella in pain echoing from the other room. He watched the fire before closing his eyes gripping his hands still. Jamie had seen this before and moved to sit by his father. Looking at the same flames before staring at them silently praying like him that his mother would be alright, that his future brother and sisters would be to.
This labor was more stressful on Farfella and longer felt making Tywin nervous as time grew on, the sun setting over the horizon. Then it happened, the silence. There was a small cry that met the air followed by another after another last cry of pain from Farfella. Both babies were crying he gripped the window sill, waiting nearly holding his breath. The door opened and Jamie stood with the others. The Maester stepping out and aside. "If you go in be quiet, she is exhausted."
They looked to Tywin who nodded for them to go ahead of him looking to the Maester. His look sharp the Maester nodded and he finally breathed in deeply to steady himself and keep his composure. Moving in through the door seeing the Martels with his children around Farfella. Jamie sitting beside her was holding one of the swaddling and she the other. Both of which moved. Tywin hung back a little as he watched, especially Jamie. Imaging this kind of future for him later once he found him a good wife.
Finally walking forward he stepped up to join them and found Cersei holding a swaddling. Frowning as he recounted. His heart suddenly racing as he gripped the bed. "Ella…" She looked to him and was exhausted, it was etched in her features. "You aren't seeing things, we had a sneaky cub." She said tiredly looking to the one in her arms. Looking as the Martels moved he saw the little boy in her arms. The one Jamie held was a boy the one in Cersei's arms was a girl. Three children born to him. He told his twins to set the two on the bed and to take the Martels out with them now so she could rest. He traced both babes on the bed when he heard the door close tears traced his cheeks and he lost his composure. "Are they healthy?"
She smiled, "more then you or I." She watched him marvel at his children. Their strong shocks of golden hair but for the babe in her arms. He was darker gold of hair like her and had a mix of their eyes. He was going to be a darker beauty. She traced his little cheek. "We'll need a wet nurse." She said softly. He nodded and knew her words to be true, twins was hard enough but three…Tywin picked one up at a time as they yawned setting them in the crib. They curled to each other gripping each other's hands or swaddling. The last babe looked at Tywin with his look and was so quiet.
Studying him like a fierce hawk, like Ella. He shivered, she was his boy definitely and he had no qualms about that either. "What do we name them?" He asked softly as he traced the boy. "His brother was born first, his name is Ewan, his sister Faelynn, and him," She mused as Tywin gave him back and he looked at her awed instead of like a hawk so much she smirked tracing his little nose with her finger, "is Tywinel…" He blinked hearing the name it was Tywin's name with her nickname attached. Tywinel yawned but gripped her finger to investigate and look at her. She curled her finger to his hand he made a noise at her that was short but sweet, like Tywin when in deep thought of conversation. Finally falling asleep to be put in the crib. Tywin tucked Farfella in kissing her softly. Bidding her to rest and she did gladly.
Watching over them he shivered visibly though no one saw. His family was home, whole, united. Two sons and a daughter graced the Rock tonight. His offspring, his children. Pride hitting as his heart swelled a bit to smile roguishly as Jamie was growing into. Looking at his children he noticed Tywinel not cuddled with the others but gripping them both, like the one who was the boss. He arched a brow, this would be him. Tywinel would be just like him and maybe even Farfella. A new Lion Hawk.
