Not sure, though not your choice

Although you have craved a mother's love for so long, you are a little surprised to be given such an offer so abruptly, and by the queen of the Seven Kingdoms, no less. As such, you are unexpectedly overwhelmed.

"Nappies, Your Grace?" you ask in bewilderment. When she nods her head, you say, "I am practically a man grown. I'm older than your daughter. You cannot be serious..."

"Do I look like I'm jesting?" Aemma snaps, suddenly very serious, "You are going to stay here and have a childhood, whether you like it or not!"

You realize she means business now, and it is pointless to protest. When the queen of the Seven Kingdoms wants something, she gets it. "Very well. I'll do as you say."

"Follow me," Aemma says proudly,

You followed the pregnant queen, blushing and feeling defeated.

Aemma leads you to the castle nursery, where she moves to strip you out of all your clothes. Your tunic, breeches, smallclothes, everything until you are fully naked. She then pats the surface of the changing table, wordlessly gesturing for you to hop on.

You do just that and stare up at the ceiling. "I sure hope you know what you're doing, Your Grace."

"I certainly do" Aemma says while taking out a pair of fluffy, thick cloth diapers.