♕ ⊱ @rh3egar ⊱ ❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜
ㅤㅤㅤSHE CANNOT HELP BUT SMILE WHEN SHE HEARS HIS VOICE BREAK THE SILENCE, the softest curve of her lips through an otherwise concerned expression. She'd been watching him again, a quiet observer as her husband works through something in his mind. He has seemed more distressed in recent weeks, and she seems to be the only one who has noticed the shift in him. ❝ I just worry for you, my love, ❞ Cersei speaks up, her voice kept tender as she rises from their bed, mindful of the babes within her belly. It won't be long now; only a couple more weeks at most. Most of her time lately is spent at bedrest. A necessary precaution at such a precarious stage. But she does not mind it so much, for her king-husband never leaves her side for too long. ❝ You have so much weighing on you as of late. Our babes will arrive any day now, my daughter and her new husband will be here in less than a month, there is conflict in the North, and your sister has disappeared amidst it all. ❞ The queen comes to stand beside her king at his desk, bringing a hand to caress his cheek. ❝ Perhaps you should let your Hand and council attend to your kingly duties for a while. At least until after the twins have been born. ❞