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Baby Lion (Tywin Lannister x preg!wife reader)

You knew when your father arranged a marriage to Tywin Lannister that it would be difficult. Tywin was a difficult man to get along with. What you didn't expect was for his daughter to be so cold and cruel to you. You'd met Cersei and her twin brother Jaime when you and Tywin traveled to King's Landing. The trip was difficult for you, but you chalked that up to being pregnant. Yes, you were pregnant with Tywin's fourth child.

It was obvious the moment you entered the Red Keep that Cersei didn't care for you and when she saw your ever-expanding belly, she glared at you with such fierceness, you almost cringed into Tywin. However, you knew that Tywin was not one to tolerate weakness and would expect you to be as fearless as a Lannister so you squared your shoulders and stared down the only daughter of your husband. She backed down, but you couldn't shake the nerves.

You soon discovered that Cersei was cruel and manipulative and would do anything to have her way. You lost count of how many times the guards had to save your life from random sellswords and assassins that you were certain Cersei hired. At first, you were determined to handle things yourself, but as your were now seven months gone, it was getting more and more difficult. So, you finally had to tell Tywin your suspicions.

You knocked on the door of his study in the Tower of the Hand. "Come," his rough voice called out and you shakily opened the door. "Ah, Y/N. What can I do for you, my dear?" he asked. Tywin was not a gentle man, nor even a kind man but he took care of his family. "Lord Husband," you greeted, biting your bottom lip nervously. Would he even believe you? He sat silently waiting for you to continue. You took a deep breath to steel your nerves and let everything out. The longer you spoke, the angrier Tywin became until he finally held up a hand to stop you.

"I will investigate this matter personally. Until I get to the bottom of this, you shall remain by my side at all times until the child is born. If that isn't possible, you shall stay in your chambers with a guard that I trust. Is that understood?" It wasn't really a question, but you agreed anyway. No one argued with Tywin Lannister. He was the Hand of the King and it was surely a death sentence to anger with him. Tywin gave a smirk and turned his attention back to the parchment in front of him. "Are you going to stand there all day?" he asked without looking up. You blushed and sat in a nearby chair.

For the next two months, Tywin was always by your side. He watched Cersei like a hawk. He couldn't understand why Cersei hated you so much, especially since Jaime seemed to enjoy your company. Since Tywin had been by your side, there had been no more attempts on your life. The one day he did leave you alone, was the day you went into labor. He'd only been away from you for a few minutes when another well paid guard made his move to harm you. The poor knight didn't know what to when you suddenly let out a cry of pain as the first contraction hit.

The confused knight realized what was happening and, instead of killing you as he was hired to do, he scooped you up and carried you to your chambers. He then sent for your handmaiden to inform the Maester and Lord Tywin. The Maester was in your chambers in minutes and Tywin shortly after. Normally, Tywin would not dare to intrude on such a moment, but with so many attempts on your life so far it wasn't safe for you to be left in such a vulnerable position.

Several hours later, you held your small babe to your chest. The Maester left you and Tywin, but Cersei entered a moment later with Jaime close behind. "The entire Keep heard this child's cries," Cersei said, her voice laced with venom and you knew she wasn't talking about the babe. Jaime whispered, "Cersei." Tywin stood up and stalked over to his daughter. "That is enough, Cersei. I will not stand for you disrespecting the Lady of Casterly Rock and your-" Cersei cut him off, "Do not call that child my mother."

You sighed loudly, bringing their attention back to you. "Cersei, I do not understand what I have done to make you hate me so, but I am not going to take it anymore. You do not have to like me, but like it or not, I am married to your father and this babe in my arms is your sister." Cersei opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She took a few careful steps toward you, gazing longingly at the little girl cradled in your arms.

Her flicked between you and the babe and you could see the question in her eyes. Surely she wouldn't harm her own blood? You carefully held the baby out to her. Her eyes widened, but she took the child. After a moment, a small smile spread on her face. She spoke softly to the girl. "Hello, little sister." You smiled yourself and felt your eye lids droop. The last thing you saw before falling asleep were the two Lannister daughters, the older cooing softly to the baby Lion.

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