thestormlioness:

“It doesn’t matter.”, Relena said, upon hearing Viserys’ condolences. The young woman took a deep breath, her hand gliding over the fabric of her grown as she tried to calm herself. Queens don’t weep, queens are logical, not emotional. “He is dead, it was a foolish, childish love, and we both are married now.”, she then said, after a quiet moment, her voice and emotionless.

The raven haired woman caught the glance of the silver haired man, and let out a soft sigh as her gaze dropped, falling upon her pale hands as they held onto each other. “You haven’t forced me into anything.”, Relena pointed out, fearing what thought might be going through his head while he spoke. “Nothing in this marriage has happened because I felt forced into it. I hope you are aware of that.”, she emphasised.

Upon feeling his arms wrap around her, Relena’s body stiffened ever so slightly, for she had not expected such a reaction, after everything she had just told him, but the young woman tried her best to calm herself, in order to not upset her husband any further.

As soon as Viserys mentioned the child Relena was carrying, a pale hand came down upon her slightly swollen stomach, as she looked at the man with raised eyebrows. “Are you certain?”, Relena questioned. She could quite vividly recall the times when her mother was pregnant with Myrcella and Tommen and how little her father had cared about the whole affair. As soon as the midwives and Grand Maester Pycelle said that her time was coming close, the late king disappeared, not returning until Relena had another sibling.

“Of course, as soon as there anything to be told, I will make certain that you are informed.”, the queen promised her king. “In fact, Grand Maester Pycelle believes that the child will soon start moving… and considering his expertise, we can be certain that we will feel our child kick somewhere in between a fortnight and six moons.”

“Yes…yes we are and I…i’m glad to know that. I just have never wanted to-” He shook his head letting his words fall short as he figured what he needed to say was pointless as she already had said nothing had been forced upon her. He couldn’t hate her for her feelings, for they were for someone that had come before him and if he had ever felt a similar experience he knew she would not hold it against him and therefore he could not as well. “Yes! I want to be as involved in the pregnancy as you will allow it”  Viserys exclaimed, this was his first child, their first. He wanted to be there as much as she would allow him to be and in some ways he feared in the back of his mind that she would end up like his mother and he didn’t know if he could handle not being there at every step and having her pass…Viserys would never forgive himself.

“That soon?!” He asked a hand ghosted over her belly, hovering over it uncertain about his action until he gently put his hand there, wondering if the babe would kick, kneeling down so he was at eye level with where the babe was growing. “Hey there little one. Don’t upset your mother too much alright?”

He spoke gently, a grin on his face as he imagined the babe, growing in the womb. It was then that he looked up at Relena in awe and wonderment. Here was this amazing woman and she was growing life inside her. Her body was holding another life and he couldn’t imagine how that felt. “When the time comes…do you want me there when the babe comes? Speaking of which you must need to rest…” He realized as he stood to his full height as he took his hand away and gestured to the bed “There’s been high emotions today…rest, please. I’ll see you at supper yes?”