Sneak peak of something I'm working on
Wind was howling through the empty halls of Dragonstone. Thunder made the walls almost shake. Most of the castle was dark with only the occasional lightning brightening the halls. The only place properly lit up with candles and a fire, were the chambers of the Lady of Dragonstone. It was here were Selyse Baratheon laboured to bring her first child into the world. Her screams echoing out into the Lady’s solar, where her husband Lord Stannis was pacing up and down. Lord Baratheon was accompanied by Ser Davos Seaworth, who watched with a mixture of understanding and slight bemusement as his liege worked himself into quite a state. The younger man would wander up and down between the door to the bedchamber and the rather hideous looking sofa. Whenever the door would open Lord Baratheon would turn his head so fast, Davos was afraid he would accidentally rip it off his shoulders in the process. This continued for several hours until finally a babe’s cry could be heard from within the chamber. After that it only took a half hour or less until old Maester Cressen came out of the door.
"It’s a boy, my lord." the old man smiled.
"And what of my wife?" asked Stannis, stoney face not changing even though he had just received good news.
"Her ladyship is doing well, albeit quite fatigued by the birth, nothing a good night’s rest should not be able to fix."
"May I come in and see them?" Stannis preceded
"Of course, my lord."
Stannis strode into the chamber where his lady wife and son awaited him. The former looking rather flushed, though it was apparent that she had been cleaned up and put into a new nightgown, in her arms she held a yellow bundle of cloth. Upon seeing him enter the room his wife mustered a little smile and waved him closer.
"Come Husband and meet your son."
Stannis came closer to the bed, as he peered down into the bundle in Selyse’s arms he was met by his son’s bright blue eyes and typical Baratheon black hair. Apart from that he couldn’t say much about whom his son would resemble.
"Would you like to hold him." came the voice of his wife, he responded with a nod and within seconds the boy was in his arms.
Quickly remembering the instructions his mother had given him when he first held Renly as a babe, Stannis slid one of his hands under the child’s head to support it. When he had finished adjusting his hold he looked to his wife
"What is his name?"
"I did not decide one and also would not have dared to name him, for that should be your honour."
"There are no names I can presently think of and I would therefore pass this honour back to you, for you were the one who carried and birthed him."
"Then his name shall be Edric, I have always dreamed of a little boy with that name."
"Edric Baratheon it is then" Stannis nodded. "Thank you my lady for this healthy son." he remembered to add.
Ladies, Gentlemen and everyone else, this is how i start a friendship.
WE JUST FUCKING FORGOT OH MY GOD
Still friends tho
Certified idiots
Update : We are debating over Stannis on the same room now
WE MET.ON.TUMBLR
Officially three years. Which is crazy
