When Elia had learned of the match their lady mothers had made, and their lord fathers had agreed to, she had been less than pleased to find herself betrothed to the Lannister heir. Jaime had still been just a boy when they had exchanged their vows in the sept at Casterly Rock. She wondered if he even understood the vows that he was making.
Ten years on, with his parents in their graves and Jaime proving to be a fair leader, Elia thinks that mayhaps her opinion is beginning to change. The boy becomes the man, and the man makes her laugh and blushes when she touches him. He looks at her as though her own hands had placed the stars and the moon into the skies.
Mayhaps the arrangement is not so bad.
Mayhaps she is falling in love with her husband.
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A little while ago, I came across art of Elia and the Martells by @amaati and fell absolutely in love. The what-might-have-been potential of Jaime/Elia has been my pet rarepair ship for a long time, and so I commissioned this art from her! I am bowled over by how beautiful, delicate, and lovely it is. Thank you, amaati!
