Warning: More OOC is coming? XD I tried :P
Daenerys had hoped that the Kingslayer would die in the War in the North.
But here he is again, befouling her castle.
…
The guards claimed that the queen looked like she was in a daze as she gave an order to hold court.
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Jaime was absolved of his crimes, but stripped of his titles.
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"I'm- I'm not sure who I am now," Jaime confided. Brienne had entered his chambers. She looked ready to say goodbye. Jaime was tired of saying goodbye, but the thought of shackling her to him just because he would miss her greatly filled him with guilt.
"Knighthood is all I've ever known my whole life." Jaime wanted to add Cersei but he knew that part of his life was over for a long time and has no wish to go back to it.
"Then let us be knights," Brienne stated.
"Us?" Jaime said, perplexed. "But you said-,"
It was an elephant in the room for Brienne. She is the only heir to Tarth and she's still an unmarried maid. Somehow, it was felt again when they received a raven from her father, about how she's faring. Brienne had told Jaime before the trial that she might go to Tarth after Jaime is being sorted out in King's Landing. She had said 'sorting' so carefully. As if she thought he was going to die.
But he didn't.
"I might find a suitable highborn match during our travels," she shrugged her broad shoulders then offered an awkward crooked smile at him. "Besides, someone needs to keep an eye on you."
Jaime's heart twisted at 'highborn match'. He was no longer highborn. He had just been stripped from his Lannister name after all. But the fact that Brienne wanted to be with him was touching.
…
Podrick joined them in their quest. He had been newly knighted and offered a position in the city watch by Tyrion, but Podrick had grown rather fond of Brienne and Jaime. Just as the two had grown fond of him, too.
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For four years, Jaime, Brienne and Podrick had been traveling around Westeros. They bore no banner or sigil. They didn't even give their names. Their faces had been worn by battles and scars, so they aren't recognizable. Jaime, especially. He hid his stump in a gloved wooden replacement.
They just come into towns and recognize trouble, especially with criminals running amok because the new queen hasn't sorted things out yet, especially further south.
The people whisper of the new 'Brotherhood Without Banners', but Jaime just snorted at that.
They weren't outlaws.
Just knights who wanted to do some good with what's left with the world.
…
When they weren't knights, however, they were friends laughing around the fire.
Sometimes, Jaime even mused that they were family.
Brienne hunted. Podrick started the fire. Jaime cooked. At least the best he could.
As strange as their little trio might be, there was something domestic about it.
Jaime thought that he'd never feel it again, but seeing Brienne and Podrick made him realize he wanted something new in life.
...-ooO0Ooo-…..
"Lady Brienne, Ser Podrick," Tommen greeted the newly arrived visitors. "Ser… Jaime."
Jaime chuckled at the boy's hesitance.
"I understand the confusion of titles, Lord Tommen," Jaime told the new lord of Casterly Rock as he gets down from his horse. "I think Uncle would suffice. Only Lady Brienne can call me Jaime alone." He said that with a wink.
"Guards," Tommen commanded as he looked behind Jaime. "Please assist Lady Brienne off her horse."
Jaime could hear Brienne softly protesting that she was fine, but Jaime knew how tired she was.
"I'm sorry to visit on such short notice but you do understand why we are in dire need of comfort."
Tommen looked over to the lady being helped down by the guards. He could see the large swell on her belly.
"No need to apologize, uncle. You're always welcome at Casterly Rock," Tommen assured. "You are still family even if Her Grace has stripped her off your name."
Jaime sighed in relief. Of course sweet Tommen would welcome him. As naïve the boy is, he is a better man than Tywin is. He has grown wiser and grown cautious yet his heart remained pure. Just like Brienne. He would make a great lord, loved by his people.
"She's nearing her nine moons of pregnancy, am I correct?" Tommen said, snapping Jaime out of his thoughts.
"Yes."
"Congratulations to you and Lady Brienne both," Tommen said and Jaime's lips stretched in genuine happiness. He loved this boy before him who had grown into a great man, but Tommen was never truly his. For the first time, he can finally call a child of his seed truly her own. He could hold him in his arms and raise him or her however they want.
"Brother."
Jaime's blood ran cold at the sound of the voice.
"Sister," Jaime greeted the newcomer with gritted teeth.
Cersei sauntered over to them with a woman in her arm.
"Lady Brienne," Cersei greeted sweetly. Jaime wasn't sure if that was seeped with poison. "Motherhood definitely hasn't made you look any better." Ah there it is.
Brienne finally stood beside Jaime, her hands protectively caressing her swollen belly. Jaime felt nervous that Brienne might have her self-esteem shot down. It wouldn't be good for the babe.
But of course, she continued to surprise him.
"I doubt anything will, my lady," Brienne retorted, but not with malice.
Cersei snorted at that. "You've certainly inherited my brother's tongue, but I suppose it's what happens when you have it inside you often, hm?"
Jaime stared at Brienne's face and saw her blush but she found herself stammering a reply anyway. "Well, you should know."
His sister laughed at that and finally gestured to her female companion. "Oh, Taena, this is my good sister, Brienne. Not a beauty but she aided me greatly in getting my head out of my arse. Me and my twin both."
Brienne bowed slightly at the lady.
"Still bowing I see," Cersei commented. "But good to see you've finally found wits to speak."
Suddenly, Tommen cleared his throat.
"Why don't we all head inside for proper introductions? For the babe's sake."
And everyone agreed.
"I prepared three chambers for each of you," Tommen said. "If-,"
"Oh nephew, I've gotten her with child," Jaime cut off, rolling his eyes. "I'm sleeping with her." Then, he turned to the squire who hadn't uttered a proper word since their arrival. "Podrick. Go ahead and drop Lady Brienne's things by our chambers. I'll accompany her and walk her pace."
"Jaime, don't treat me like an invalid," Brienne hissed.
"You're not, but you have a baby. You're both very vulnerable, wife."
Jaime wondered for a second why everyone stopped in their tracks.
After what felt like an eternal silence, Cersei sneered, "So, did you stick your cock in her before or after you wed?"
"After, my sweet sister," Jaime spat. "I'm more honorable than you ever knew."
Cersei rolled her eyes at that and muttered something at her female companion that made her laugh.
"When did this happen, uncle?" Tommen asked with a child-like curiosity.
"I will share later while we convene for dinner," Jaime said. "We should have more pleasant dinners in Casterly Rock, don't you think, sister?"
For once, Cersei looked somber as she hummed in agreement.
After they had all settled in, dinner came around and they were all in the hall.
...-ooO0Ooo-…..
When Podrick was absent or asleep, Jaime found himself giving Brienne odd little treasures or spouting out compliments or pieces of poetry either he made up or heard from others. After that night he had kissed her, they hadn't had much time to talk about themselves with the war and all. At most, they hugged once, but it's always the heartbreak etched in their faces that only indicated that night of confession.
But now that they could finally talk about themselves, Jaime had found that he didn't know what to say. Ever since Jaime didn't bear the Lannister name anymore, it's like she shut herself out again. Probably to protect herself from heartbreak once she weds for alliances.
Yet he still tries to show her he loves her.
At her own pace, too.
No kissing. Not even intimate touches.
And it was agonizing for Jaime.
…
But for four years, Brienne never found a betrothed.
They kept away from them most of the time.
Jaime decided to take his chances and kiss her.
This time, she finally responded.
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A moon later, Brienne received a grave injury. It was just their luck that a man happened to be going to a nearby refuge.
The Quiet Isle, it was named.
Jaime thought he was going to die if she was gone.
The Elder Brother didn't allow men and women to stay together unless they were married, but Podrick helped convinced the brother that Jaime had to stay with Brienne.
When her injury finally subsided, Jaime's allowance to stay with Brienne was cut short.
He didn't want to leave her. Lose her.
"Marry me," Jaime blurted out.
"Jaime- I can't. Tarth needs allies and-,"
"Your father had only asked for your wellbeing back in King's Landing," Jaime was really pulling all this in the spot. "He never said he was offering a betrothal. I think your father has given up on that. But we can still secure the Tarth lineage."
Brienne's blue eyes shone with doubt.
"I want you. I need you. I love you. Please," he begged. "I- I want a family, Brienne. Podrick has been like a son to me now. To us. I want that life. I see it now."
Brienne swallowed and Jaime braced himself for refusal.
"I'm yours," she croaked. "I will always be yours."
...-ooO0Ooo-…..
"I'm surprised you were able to keep it in your breeches for four years, brother," Cersei snorted and it earned a glare from Jaime.
"Me, too," Brienne mumbled yet Cersei heard it and perked her ears. She looked toward her brother who was unreadable and then to the boy, Podrick, who was red in the face.
"Let me guess, boy," Cersei said to Podrick. "They've been at it like rabbits ever since they wed."
Brienne groaned and Cersei laughed.
"I doubt neither of you can outmatch the stamina Taena and I possess, though," Cersei said, winking at the woman beside her. She looked younger than Cersei by almost a decade. She was a curvy lady with dark skin, dark eyes and dark curly hair. She was a sultry and attractive woman definitely. What a perfect match for my sister, Jaime thought. As mistrustful as he still is with his sister, Jaime was glad that she found happiness. Years with only both of them in Casterly Rock had been lonely.
"I don't wanna hear-,"
Jaime got cut off when he heard a strained groan beside him. Brienne was clutching her stomach and her face twisted in agony.
"Is the baby coming?" Jaime looked at his sister for help for the first time in years.
"You," Cersei barked at a guard. "Get the maester."
She turned to Jaime.
"Seven hells, Jaime. Get your wife in your chambers," she hissed.
And everything that happened became a blur.
Next thing they knew, the maester was telling Brienne to push as she's holding Jaime and Cersei on either side.
"I'm never… letting you… touch me… ever again," Brienne breathes through gritted teeth. Jaime only rolled his eyes at that. Cersei, however, seemed amused despite being painfully held in the arm by Brienne.
"Oh please, beastie," Cersei chuckled. "You are holding his stump in comfort. You will most definitely be seeking his bed in a few days."
Brienne screamed.
Finally, it was over.
"A boy, m'lady," the maester said as he handed the baby to Brienne. With surprising patience, Cersei guided Brienne on how to carry the child. The two ladies cooed at the baby. Taena, Podrick and Tommen came in and surrounded the baby.
"Jaime," Brienne's voice floated above everyone else's and all became quiet. "Aren't you going to say hello to your son?"
Her blue eyes looked worried. Jaime didn't know how he found himself in the far corner of the room when he is the father and had come to accept it.
"Don't be theatrical, brother. I know I've kept you away from all your children, but do you really intend play uncle with this one, too," Cersei snorted and that earned a glare from Jaime.
"Old habits," he spat at his twin as he approached the baby and his wife.
The baby had soft golden locks like he did but his eyes were as blue as his wife's. The rest of his features were too early to tell who got what from who but the fact that this child already indicated that he was theirs- both his and Brienne's- gave him a warm bloom in his chest. He reached out tentatively, expecting the baby to be pulled away, but Brienne carefully hands him the baby.
Jaime couldn't help but give out a shaky breath.
He was now a father.
For real.
A tear slid down from his eye.
"So, he's my brother-cousin?" Tommen asked innocently but the twins froze.
"Cousin," Cersei replied awkwardly.
Something clutched at Jaime's chest and he looked at his and Cersei's remaining child.
"Tommen…" Jaime began but Tommen interrupted him.
"It's alright, uncle. I have forgiven you for a long time. I can't find myself to hate you or mother. I'm glad you can finally call a child your own."
Jaime couldn't believe his ears. Tommen was indeed the sweetest boy.
Three moons passed swiftly and Brienne and Jaime were packed to leave. Jaime waited for his wife outside with the party.
"Must you leave, uncle," Tommen whined. Jaime chuckled knowing that Tommen had grown fond of the baby.
"Isn't Lady Margaery going to return soon?" Jaime told him with a smirk. "Casterly Rock needs heirs after all."
Tommen blushed. "In a fortnight, yes. She says she wants to see the baby."
"I suppose you'll have to visit us in Tarth some time," Jaime can only say. "Lady Brienne is far away from home already and she needs to step up to her duties. As her husband, I need to help and guide her as to how to run her House."
"Tommen," Cersei told her son. "Leave Lord Jaime of Tarth be. I'm sure you'll plant a child on that rose bitch soon enough."
"Mother, she is my wife."
Cersei rolled her eyes and sipped on her drink.
"By the gods, Cersei, don't kill Margaery," Jaime chided, meaning it to be a jape but somehow it ended up as a stern warning.
"I won't. I won't," Cersei waved him away. "I've had my fair share of killing up North, brother. I'm tired."
Jaime glared at her in doubt. Cersei only sighed.
"Take care, brother," Cersei said more seriously.
"Same to you, sister," Jaime replied awkwardly.
Brienne came out holding little Gallion- the name Jaime and Brienne had agreed for the baby boy before they reached Casterly Rock- in her arms and Podrick trailing behind them.
"Jaime," Cersei said hesitatingly. Her tone was softer than anything Jaime imagined coming from her mouth that it caused Jaime to remain where he was instead of helping Podrick with the supplies.
"I'm sorry… for everything."
Jaime wanted to laugh because Cersei never apologized to anyone unless Tywin forced her to, but she never meant it. Even now, Cersei still looked proud and defiant as she apologized. His sister was never the humble one, but he nodded anyway.
"I'm sorry, too. I'm just as much of a shitty brother," he shrugged.
"Jaime, language," Brienne chided from behind him. He chuckled at that.
"I wish you happiness, sister," Jaime said. "But don't do anything foolish either."
"Take care of your little and big beastie," Cersei said in her usual sneering tone.
"Ser, we should head off soon," one of the Lannister escorts said.
They all said their final goodbyes and departed.
At nightfall, Taena slipped under the covers kissing a slumbering Cersei. When the younger woman caressed the older one's side, Cersei stirred awake.
"Taena," Cersei murmured.
"Your Grace," Taena whispered back.
"I'm no longer queen," Cersei stated sleepily.
"But you are," Taena hummed. "You're my queen in this chamber- our little kingdom." Then, she slipped her hand further down, causing Cersei to gasp. Taena leaned close to her ear and whispered huskily, "And I'm your hand." Cersei gulped at that.
For a while, Taena were doing things with her hand, then she suddenly stopped.
"Do you miss him?" Taena asked, suddenly withdrawing her hand from Cersei's skin.
"My brother?" Cersei asked. She could see Taena bite her lower lip. Taena usually reeked of lust but somehow their age difference showed at that moment. Is she jealous? Cersei was amused at the thought, then, she remembered how Taena seemed distant ever since Jaime and Brienne came to Casterly Rock. Cersei had thought she was giving them space as a family. "Is that why you have been avoiding me?"
Taena looked away. She looks so sexy when she's jealous.
Cersei roughly pulled her close so their lips met. She ground her hips at her lover as they kissed with such a burning passion. Cersei pulled away when she needed air.
"I love my brother," Cersei began, ignoring the flicker of sadness in her lover's eyes as she said it. "But we were fools to believe that we loved each other in that way. We were lonely children with a strict father. But I assure you, we're not like that anymore. We never were meant to be like that."
"What about m'lady?" Taena asked almost too nonchalantly.
Cersei laughed. "Lady Brienne? Oh my sweetling. Not my type. I prefer you."
And with that, Taena assaulted Cersei's lips with hers in full force.
Author's Note: I told you it's super ooc. XD But I had fun writing this. School (and life in general) has been hectic on me and I needed to unwind from all that. :P
Of course Taena had to make an appearance. Who else was gonna be Cersei's lesbian lover? Cersei and her lesbian issues started this, it's fitting that Cersei and her lesbian lover end this lol
I wish to find more CerseiXTaena and CerseiXBrienne fics in the future because they're amuthing lol. (Also QyburnXCersei fics bc blame my friend XD)
I was actually not going to make Cersei apologize but well, JC needed closure and Cersei needed 'character development'. Though I'm sorry I hadn't included Tyrion in the said character development. I'm lazy XD
Also GALLION= Galladon + Tyrion :3
Ples lev a review. :3 Reviews are my little Gallions 3 3