Chapter 13
by si91
What's next?
Lady Catelyn stumbles
The moment you are back inside, Lady Catelyn trips. You manage to catch her before she hits the ground, and you ask in worry "Are you alright, Mummy?"
"Yes," she says, suddenly looking a little weakened, "I just... feel a little lightheaded."
"Can you stand?" you ask in concern.
She tries to nod her head, but she ultimately shakes it instead. Although the problem might not have been as obvious to some, you realize what is wrong almost immediately. Lady Catelyn had been drifting down a river **** for almost a full day, and her throat had been cut beforehand, causing her to lose a lot of blood. There is no possibility she could have recovered from that THIS quickly.
"This is all my fault," you think aloud, "We shouldn't have spent the whole day riding. We should have stopped to rest more often."
"It is alright," she assures you, "What matters is that we got here together."
You shake your head, say "It is not alright," and then you lead her into the master bedroom. You have her lie down, and you help her to get comfortable. You must be an odd sight: a teenager in nothing but diapers tending to a grown, fully-clothed woman. "You must take it easy for now, Mummy."
"This is unnecessary," she insists, "I am the mummy, and you are the babe. I am the one who should be taking care of you."
"I know," you tell her, "But Mummy should also take care of herself, otherwise she won't be fit to support herself OR her babe. Please, let me look after you. Just for tonight, so you can regain your strength."
Catelyn Stark looks as though she wishes to protest, but she hesitates before refusing. After reflecting on your compromise, she decides to accept it. "Very well. If you insist. But promise me that come tomorrow, you will let me treat you the same."
"I promise," you assure her, "In return, please promise me that between now and sunrise, you will not get out of this bed for ANY reason."
"I could TRY not to get up," your new mother remarks, "But suppose nature calls, and I need to use the privy. What then?"
That IS a bit of a problem. You wonder how you could help her in that respect
What's next?
Game of Mothers
Follow the story of a young man in Westeros who craves a mother's soothing caress.
This is a story about a quiet, lonely, orphaned male POV character in Westeros who misses surrendering to the warm, affectionate bosom of a mother he never knew. Little does he know that his deepest, most secret wish is about to be fulfilled by some of the most significant women on the continent, who desire an unusually close relationship with their new son.
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Updated on Dec 28, 2024
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Created on Oct 4, 2018
by si91
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