STORY TITLE: The Gift of the Mother Goddess

PART: 02 of ?
AUTHOR: Red Jacobson ( )
DISTRIBUTION: My Yahoo Group, , Archive of Our Own, Hentai-Foundry, Questionable Questing
DISCLAIMER: None of the Characters You Recognize belong to me, the Game of Thrones Characters and setting are owned by George R.R. Martin and HBO
SUMMARY: Robert Baratheon II (Firstborn son of Robert and Cersei) discovers his unique gift, a gift that most women would kill to receive. There is a catch, of course.

FEEDBACK: Of course! It Makes Me Write Faster
RELATIONSHIPS: Robert Baratheon II/Multi

RATING: NC-17
WORD COUNT: 5,052

SPOILERS: None, goes extremely AU during the first season of Game of Thrones.

AUTHORS NOTES: There are quite a few changes to canon, the survival of Robert and Cersei's first child is only the start! I've made some alterations to the histories of both the Baratheon and Lannister families, but they took place generations prior to the start of the story so it shouldn't pull you out of things. I am also playing a bit with the timelines, to allow for certain events to happen prior to the start of the series. Also, in the book and series, Mhaegen is extremely young, but for story purposes, I've aged her quite a bit.

NOTE ON MHAEGEN'S BACKGROUND: For the canon enthusiasts among you, I am making up Mhaegen's background and personality from whole cloth. From what I've been able to determine, almost nothing is know about her other than that she gave birth to one of Robert I's bastards. Hope you enjoy what she told me about her story.

NOTE ON DATES: There is very little information available on the names of months and days in Westeros, so I'm just using the number of moons that have passed. IE. 1st Month of the Year is the First Moon, 2nd Month is Second Moon, etc.
WARNINGS: If You've ever read any of my stories, you know what to expect, Oral, anal, Femme-slash, dom/sub, multiple partners, and Femme-cest.

The Brothel

Mhaegen's Room

Just After the Previous Chapter

Robert gave a laugh at his uncle's reaction, but said "We can figure out what happened later, uncle. Right now we do need to get moving." He glanced over at Mhaegen and nodded, seeing she was fully dressed and had her daughter bundled up as well. This really wasn't what he was expecting when he left the Keep last night, but there's nothing to it but to accept the situation as he found it, wasting time asking questions at the wrong time got you a sword in the belly!

He was pulling on his cloak and buckling his sword in place, mentally plotting the best route through the city, when a sharp gasp pulled his attention to the doorway, that Tyrion had left open. Robert swore mentally at the expression on Ros' face. She was staring in shock at Mhaegen and her mouth was open, damn it! She'd wake the whole place and he couldn't let that happen.

Moving as he thought, he strode across the room, grabbing the whore by her wrist and pulling her into the room, his other hand covering her mouth as he shoved the door closed behind them. Putting his mouth to her ear, he hissed, "Keep quiet and I'll take my hand away. Will you do that?"

Ros nodded, her eyes wide in shock as she stared at Mhaegen, and he removed his hand, saying "We don't know exactly what happened, but Mhaegen needs to get out of here. Will you keep quiet about this?"

She shook her head, "Take me with you, if word gets out who you are, and yes, I recognize you, your Grace, people who don't like your father will come after me for information. I have a place we can hide until you figure out what's going on."

Robert nodded, "Okay, you and Tyrion go grab what you want to take from your room and get back here. And for the Mother's sake, be quiet!"

He glanced over at Tyrion, expecting his uncle to object to being ordered about, but the older man just nodded and left with Ros, closing the door behind him.

Robert turned to Mhaegen, who was still standing in place, a stunned look on her face, and he stepped closer, saying softly. "I'm just as surprised as you are, Mhaegen, but I will take care of you and Barra both, I promise you that!"

He paused, running his hand through his head as he thought. "We are going to have to hide Barra's parentage, otherwise her life, and probably yours as well, would be in danger from my mother. She just barely tolerates my father's 'adventures' but probably won't feel the same about any children, damn it! I'd claim her as my own, she's got my coloring and my eyes, but my parents won't believe it, leaving us with the same problem."

Mhaegen shook her head, a bitter smile on her face. "You're a fuck of a lot more honorable than your father, your Grace, and thank you for that. Your father probably doesn't even remember my face, let alone my name. He certainly didn't care to make sure I was ready to take his fat ass! I wasn't lying last night, you were the first man I've been with in ages that gave me any pleasure at all. Hell, for what you did for me, I'd go to your bed again, any time you wanted me."

Before he could say anything, Barra cried out, and Mhaegen's face changed to a soft smile. "Excuse me, but your sister wants her breakfast." Opening her dress, she soon had her daughter latched on to a nipple, sucking happily. Robert watched as the woman fed her baby, and was struck by how perfectly ordinary the scene was, and how his mother would react. She wouldn't see an innocent baby girl, she'd see proof of her husband's infidelity, and their lives would be measured in hours.

It was strange to him, he loved his mother and father, but that didn't mean he was blind to their faults, and the Queen's jealousy and vanity was something he'd noticed before his balls even dropped. It would be a lot simpler if Barra didn't have the Baratheon features, nobody would look twice at a girl and her babe then.

He would need to take a look at this place Ros knew, if it was suitable he would make sure that she had everything she would need. Ordinarily he would consult with his grandfather, but Tyrion had left a few things slip when they were talking, and while he would respect Tywin Lannister, the man was extremely intelligent and insightful, he wouldn't trust him. The man would use anyone he could to achieve his goals.

He could talk to the King's Hand, Ser Jon Arryn was an honorable man, and Robert was fairly sure he could be trusted, but it might be best to discuss that with Tyrion, to get the other man's perspective before taking that step. It was sad that there were so few adults he could trust not to run to the Queen with the information, but it couldn't be helped.

A soft gasp pulled Robert from his thoughts, and he looked over at Mhaegen to see what had startled her but she was staring at her daughter in shock! It took a moment for him to realize what had happened, but Barra's hair had changed from the dark brown of the Baratheons, to a light red color, and her open eyes were bright green!

"Holy Mother," he breathed, remembering his musings of only a moment before.

"Your Grace?" Mhaegen called, confusion in her voice, "Did you do this?"

He stared at her for a second before nodding, "Not deliberately, but I think I did. I was musing that it would be simpler if Barra didn't look so much like my family, and apparently the Mother agreed. Why, I have no idea, but I'm not going to complain about how she chooses to give her blessings, are you?"

She shook her head, still looking at Barra, who was sucking happily at her mother's other breast, and Robert turned away to give her a bit of privacy.

There was a soft knock on the door, and he cracked it open, giving a sigh of relief that it was Ros and his uncle. Gesturing the two of them inside, Tyrion looked over at Mhaegen, his only expression of surprise was a raised eyebrow when he turned back to Robert, who shrugged.

"The Mother seems to have decided I'm worthy of some of her gifts. We can look into the why later, we need to get out of here before everybody else wakes up." Looking at Ros, he said "How far away is this place you know, and are you sure it's safe?"

Ros nodded, "It's safe, it belonged to my father before he died, and I still go there at times. Nobody who lives in the area knows I'm a whore, so they won't say anything. And it's not that far, maybe 20 or 30 minutes walk."

Robert nodded, "Good, now, I'm sure that there are ways in and out of here that aren't quite as obvious as the front door. My father, among others, wouldn't want his comings and goings noticed. Take me to the best one, I don't want to stay here any longer."

Ros and Mhaegen both nodded, although Tyrion was looking at him with a slight smile, before he nodded as well. Robert didn't have the time to wonder why his uncle was giving him an approving smile, there was too much that needed to be done.

Twenty Minutes Later

River Row

Mhaegen was having a hard time believing the changes in her life in less than twelve hours! She hadn't been expecting anything more than a bit of gold, maybe a small gift, from the nervous young man she approached in the lounge. Instead her life had gone through more upheavals in such a short time than at any time since the fall of the last true king. But for a change, these changes could work in her favor, young Robert was an honorable man, unlike his bastard of a father, not to mention an exceptional lover, which was nice after all the time she'd spent being rutted like a dog! She didn't understand why the Mother would have chosen the boy to receive her blessings, but she would happily say a prayer of thanksgiving to her when she had the time.

Of course, any altar she could build would pale in comparison to the one that stood in her families Sept, but it, along will all of her families possessions were looted when the rabid lion, 'Ser' Tywin Lannister had sacked the city! She had to restrain herself the first time that Tyrion had bought her, she kept her dagger under her pillow and always made sure it was sharp, after all. But finding out that he despised his father as much as she did, and that Tywin hated his dwarven son stayed her hand. Killing the son wouldn't cause the bastard any pain, and Tyrion could be useful when the time for her vengeance finally arrived!

For the longest time, she had nearly despaired of ever being able to achieve her vengeance. She had been a whore for nearly eighteen years, after her father and brothers had died supporting the Mad King, and she had been thrown off her families lands. She still remembered the anger and humiliation she felt when those dogs stripped her naked and paraded her through the streets, pausing to use her as they desired. They may have forgotten her over the years, but she remembered them all, and had a mental list of their names and images. More than a few of them had ended up in various bowls of 'brown' in Flea Bottom, never knowing who killed them in the dark, but there were still over a dozen who had a date with her blade.

She had kept her thoughts hidden from everyone, greeting all those who bought her with a smile, and even managing to fake pleasure when Petyr used her. Mhaegen was really looking forward to introducing him to her blade, castrating the manipulative bastard before shoving his precious gold down his throat until he choked to death on it! She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning in pleasure as she imagined the shock on his face as he realized who was killing him!

"Well, here it is," Ros's voice pulled her from her musing, and Mhaegen looked around curiously. It was a small house, not far from the fishmongers, but it was in decent condition. Ros unlocked the door and pushed it open, letting the others follow her inside. Mhaegen was slightly amused that Robert had kept his hand near his sword hilt and his cloak covering his head until they were inside.

Ros gestured to her while Robert and Tyrion were looking around the place, and Mhaegen followed her to a side room. Looking inside, she saw a bed and a smaller child's bed next to it. Looking at the other woman curiously, Ros said, "This was my room, we were looking forward to the baby so much, but he didn't live a day. My husband couldn't handle it, and got himself killed down in Flea Bottom. It's yours for now, until the Prince finds another place for you to stay."

Mhaegen looked at the other woman, because, even though she had spoken calmly, there was a river of pain in her voice, and she felt Ros's sorrow. Sitting Barra in the child's bed, she reached out and put her arms around Ros, holding her as tears fell from the other woman's eyes.

She just held her until the tears dried, and then she picked up her daughter and they went back out into the main room. Tyrion, unsurprisingly was examining a small pile of books that were sitting on a desk, looking like he could sit down and start reading immediately. Mhaegen idly wondered just why Ros's father would have even a single book in his house, let alone several of them. After all, she didn't know many of the non-nobles who could even read or write. The Septa had taught her as a young girl, of course, even though she was out of practice. Maybe Ros would let her read the books while they waited?

Robert was looking through the other rooms of the house, she wasn't sure why, but had to admit that he seemed to be taking his promise to take care of her and Barra seriously. He was dusting off his hands when he came back into the room and smiled at her. It was an actual friendly smile, not the mercenary smile she saw so often over the years. It was a rather nice smile, she decided, and gave him one in return. Mhaegen actually found herself hoping that he would return to her bed, she could actually see herself becoming fond of the young man, and the pleasure he gave her was something she wanted to experience again. Hell, he'd even gotten her to cum when taking her ass, and that was something that had never happened before! The most she'd learned to expect was that maybe the man would take the time to prepare her properly so he didn't hurt her.

Robert turned to Ros and he frowned, "Is something wrong, Ros? You look upset, is there something bothering you about being here?"

Mhaegen managed to hide her surprise, Robert noticed that Ros was upset? She'd never seen a man that observant, and seeing his empathy for a woman he barely knew? He was definitely a far better man than the fat fool of a usurper!

Ros forced a smile, shaking her head, "Sorry your Grace, it was just some memories that are still painful, I'll get through them. Thank you for asking, though."

He looked at her searchingly for a moment, before nodding. "If you are certain, but I was checking the stores, and there isn't enough for you three to survive on. How much would you need to purchase food for you to live on for a week or ten days?"

"I should think that four or five gold dragons would be plenty, your Grace. But I do have gold of my own, you know."

"Maybe so, but you've gotten dragged into this lunacy and are volunteering your home, I won't have you inconveniencing yourself unnecessarily. I can easily spare the gold, so don't worry about that."

Ros looked at him seriously, then a slight smile pulled at her lips and she nodded, "If you insist, your Grace, but in return I'd like to ask something of you, if I could?"

"You can certainly ask, what would you like?"

Standing up straighter, Ros pushed the dress off her shoulders, standing naked in front of him. "I'd like you to bed me, your Grace. I'm curious if the same thing happens to me that happened to Mhaegen, not to mention wanting to see if you can make me cum as well as Tyrion does."

Tyrion, who had put down the book and was watching with interest, burst out laughing, shaking his head, "Damn it, your mother is going to kill me! I just hope the serving girls at the Keep don't behave the same way or you'll be giving your father a run for his gold in the number of bastards you'll have!"

Robert shot a glare at Tyrion, and he managed to get his laughter under control. "Sorry, Robert, but it does have it's amusing points. I was just supposed to let you have a night to remember, and now you've got women asking you to shag them? With the experience you're getting, you'll be cutting a swath through the Keep before the month is out, which is why your mother is going to want to kill me." He shrugged, "Not for the first time, of course, and she hasn't managed it yet."

Mhaegen added that tidbit of information to what she'd already learned about the Usurper and his whore, so Tyrion wasn't as enamored of his sister either? Interesting... If she were able to turn young Robert against his mother, especially after the Usurper's appetites caught up to him, he could easily break the woman, either send her to the Silent Sisters, or else exile. The 'Queen' acted like she was so far above everyone, when the gossip from Casterly Rock had her on her knees or her belly for anyone that could help her advance her position. At least she and Ros were honest whores! But let's see how he handles Ros, this could tell her even more.

He was looking at Ros, and Mhaegen could see that he was deliberately letting his eyes roam over her body, an admiring expression on his face, before he looked into the other woman's eyes. Nicely done, young Prince, very nicely done! She thought, he was actually going up in her regard with each passing minute. The young man might actually make a true King, like Aerys was, before the madness took him.

"I'm certainly tempted, Ros, but we don't have the time right now. My laughing uncle and I need to be back at the Keep before the end of breakfast, and I have duties I have to attend to. Plus, you need to get food and other necessities. I'll be back tonight, just after dark, and I'll do my best to give you what you want."

Ros smiled, "I'm looking forward to it. It's been a long time since I went with a man for the first time without being paid."

Mhaegen glanced over at Tyrion to see his reaction, but he didn't seem bothered by the knowledge that Ros was more interested in his gold than in his person, but he'd probably gotten used to it long ago.

By the time Ros pulled her dress up, Tyrion had climbed down off the chair he was using and made his way to the door, obviously ready to leave. Robert actually surprised her, he walked over to where she was standing, still holding Barra in her arms, and chuckled her daughter under the chin, making the girl giggle happily, and then he gently hugged her, placing a kiss on her forehead.

The Red Keep

Robert's Quarters

After Dinner

Robert was soaking in his tub, letting the serving girl Kayla wash him. He had noticed the girl eyeing him with interest when he stripped down, and he'd made sure to admire her when she removed her clothing and climbed into the tub with him, but he had far more weighty matters on his mind.

He laughed to himself, it was hard to believe that he was naked with an equally naked girl, and he wasn't thinking about bedding her. It had been a shock at first when the girl stripped down, but she told him that the Queen had given the orders that they no longer needed to stay covered when bathing him, since he was considered an adult now. Robert wondered who's idea that was, because his mother would never have given that order without being prompted. But whoever it was, it wasn't important at the moment.

He had taken his father and uncle Jamie's ribbing in good spirits, and endured Joffrey and Tommen's questions, telling them that when they were old enough, they would find out for themselves, to his mother's disgust. He didn't like the flash of anger in Joffrey's eyes when he was told 'no', his younger brother had always been spoiled, but it seemed to be getting worse. It was good that he wasn't going to be the King, he couldn't picture Joffrey listening to Ser Jon or any of the other members of the Small Council, and that could spell disaster for the entire realm.

But even his concern about his brother was minor compared to what he and Tyrion had discovered earlier. His grandfather, fortunately, had returned to the family seat at Casterly Rock, so he and his uncle could talk privately. It turned out that Tyrion knew more about Mhaegen's background than most people, and Robert was disgusted at what had happened to her at his grandfather's orders. It was sad, he had greatly admired Tywin when he was younger, but finding out just what the man had done, the needless blood on his hands, made him want to be physically ill.

He accepted that death and bloodshed was a part of life, especially when you were expected to lead your banner-men against the enemy of the realms, but his grandfather seemed to relish it! The orders to sack Kings Landing was unnecessarily cruel, and made the beginning of his father's rule far more difficult than it needed to be.

He would need to talk to Mhaegen and let her know that he was familiar with her background. It might take some time, but he would do what he could to make things right. Hopefully she would be willing to listen, and they could find a way to ensure Barra grew up as healthy and happy as possible.

Robert wasn't happy about the idea of concealing what had happened from his father, but it wouldn't do any good to confront him about the existence of another child. And from Mhaegen's comments, she bore his father no affection at all, and she would obviously be quite happy never to see him naked again.

But the biggest problem he had, and the one he had absolutely no idea how to even start to solve, was what he had discovered in the legends of the Mother Goddess. The Mother had been known to gift certain favored people over the centuries, but almost always it was because they were needed to stem a great danger to the Faith of the Seven, and he couldn't imagine what the danger could be. And what use would making women younger be, or changing their appearance, be in fighting this danger?

Robert sat up in the tub, startling the girl, as a thought occurred to him. What would happen if Mhaegen, or Ros, if the gift affected her as well, what would happen if they had sex with another man, would the man be affected as well? And even if it did, would he really want another man touching them? He really didn't like the idea of another man touching Mhaegen! He wasn't in love with her, although he was fond of her already, but he did feel responsible for her, and letting another man use her just to find out if the gift would affect him, was far too close to forcing her to be a whore again. He wasn't going to do that!

He had been distracted with his thoughts, not really noticing that Kayla had finished washing him, until he felt her soft hand wrapping around his cock! Looking up, he saw her staring at him with hunger in her eyes, and she said, "Please, your Grace, can I give you a name day gift?"

Robert swore mentally, he really needed to save his energy for Ros, but Kayla was looking at him so pleadingly, he wasn't going to hurt her by turning her down. Giving her a smile, he nodded, "Thank you, Kayla, it would be appreciated."

That was all the girl seemed to need to hear, as she smiled widely and helped him sit on the edge of the tub, his back leaning against the wall as she knelt down in the water. Licking her lips, she opened her mouth and took him inside, sucking eagerly.

After a few moments of licking and sucking him, she lifted her face to him and grinned, "We've wanted to do this for quite a while, but it was only when the Queen gave us the orders to show ourselves that we knew we had permission! I was hoping to give your gift last night, but you didn't return to the keep. Did you enjoy your time on the Street of Silk, your Grace?"

He chuckled at the smirk on her face, and nodded, "I certainly did, but I'm more interested in enjoying what you were just doing." And he really was enjoying the way she was sucking him, she showed far more enthusiasm than Mhaegen had done the first time, and he idly wished he had the time to really make sure Kayla enjoyed herself, but it was soon to be dark, and he wasn't going to disappoint Ros!

Even if he wasn't able to give her what she wanted, there was no reason that he couldn't try to give Kayla pleasure. Reaching under the water, his hand slipped between her thighs, and he started stroking her pussy, making the girl jerk in surprise, before she started sucking even more enthusiastically. He could feel her pussy lips swell under his fingers, pulling apart and letting him slide them into her.

It was a little awkward, trying to find a good position where he could touch her without taking his cock from her mouth, but he managed, and Kayla was moaning around his cock as he fingered her. He could feel the pressure building, and knew that he was about to cum, so he used his thumb to find Kayla's nub and started rubbing it, which it was obvious she really liked, judging from the way she was practically swallowing him!

Just as the pressure got to be overwhelming, he pressed down on her nub, feeling her walls clench around his fingers as he swelled in her mouth. She was shuddering from her climax, but still managed to keep her mouth locked around him, swallowing everything he gave her, until she pulled back and held her mouth open, letting the last of his seed land on her tongue.

She showed him the seed before tilting her head back and letting it slide down her throat. Giving him a wide smile, she said "Thank you your Grace! I wasn't expecting a gift like that, but I'm not going to complain!"

He laughed, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, I enjoyed it as well. But unfortunately I do have to get dressed again. When you come to my rooms tomorrow night, you'll discover that I know a lot more ways for us to enjoy ourselves, so leave your small clothes behind."

She smiled, "Happily your Grace, and I'm sure the other girls will be just as willing when I tell them how good you made me feel."

Robert just shook his head with a smile, Tyrion was right, his mother was probably going to want to kill her brother for taking him to the brothel, but that was her problem. And as long as the girls were willing to come to his bed, he wasn't going to complain. It might be interesting to see if the gift had any affect on them, because they were all his age, give or take a year or so, and making them younger wouldn't seem to serve any purpose that he could see. Well, he'd find out soon enough.

Stepping out of the tub, he let Kayla dry him off, including a kiss on the head of his cock, which was already starting to stir, making her giggle. He watched admiringly as she dried herself and dressed, before scurrying out of the room.

After he finished getting dressed, he buckled his sword around his waist and grabbed his cloak, his eyes scanning his room to see if he'd forgotten anything. It was when his eyes landed on an upper shelf that he smiled, seeing a few of his favorite toys from when he was much younger. Walking over to the shelf, he picked up the small stuffed dragon and slipped it in the pocket of his cloak. Barra would enjoy something to cuddle with as she got older, he thought, before walking out the door.

End Chapter Two

Next Chapter, Ros, and Robert starts to find some answers.