So, my social-distancing-without-quarantine tropes has inspired another fic. Here’s a teaser of ‘Professor Jaime being interrupted by his kids’:
“Apologies for that.” Jaime pressed his fingertips to his lips before shaking himself out of this reverie. He had students to teach; wisdom to impart. He could kiss his wife later. “So, you’ve reviewed a list of alternate sources. Now, what possible analytical frameworks can we apply here? Podrick?”
Jaime nodded his head, trying to understand where Podrick was coming from. “Sure, there’s lots of contradictory accounts of the two Lannisters at the Long Night; journals from Maester Qyburn even suggest that the Mad Queen was present.”
“No, ser. There’s a lion behind you.”
He twisted his head back, only to be faced with Brynden and his stuffed lion, Ser Roar. Before Jaime could politely – yet firmly – send his son out of the room, Brynden had scrambled across the room and was currently clutching at Jaime’s waist. With well-practised ease, Jaime lifted his son onto his lap and held both him and Ser Roar in a tight embrace. As a child, he had sat outside many boring –and lengthy – board meetings while his father tried to gain a firmer grasp on the world. He refused to refuse his son affection just because he was in a video-conference.
“Hello, Little Moon,” Jaime said, kissing the top of Brynden’s head. “Daddy’s in a video-meeting now, okay? Why don’t you go find Mummy, and we’ll play a game after I’m done, alright?”
“Okay, Daddy. Love you.” Brynden planted a kiss to his cheek; Ser Roar doing the same. “Ser Roar loves you too. Bye!”
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