Renly comes by with news

"Brynden, now that you're awake, my husband would like an audience with you," Margaery informs you. She looks over at the tallest person there and says "Brienne, would you be so kind as to fetch the king?"

"It will be done, my lady," the blond female knight declares, bowing her head slightly. She then turns around and exits the tent.

"If the king is coming to see me, shouldn't I get dressed?" you suggest, pointing out how all you are wearing is your freshly changed diapers. You already feel plenty awkward being in just your nappies in front of five beautiful, fully-clothed women. To appear in front of a king in such a state... that is absolutely out of the question.

"Well, it would take too long to get you fully dressed before Renly arrives," Lady Catelyn states.

"Indeed," Margaery agrees. She then goes over to the table, picks up a neatly folded garment, and holds it out, saying "I hope you'll be content with this."

You realize it is the silk robe you've been wearing at night or when you have leisure time. Although it is thin, it covers your entire body except for your hands, feet, and head. You declare "That will do."

"Marvelous," says Margaery. Mira and Sera then pull you to your feet, and they have you turn your back to Margaery. The queen approaches with the robe, and she drapes it over your shoulders. You slip your arms through the sleeves, and then you pull it close over your padded crotch. Mira and Sera tie the sash for you, even though you are capable of doing that yourself.

You are glad to have the robe on, but the bulge of your diapers is quite visible beneath it. When you try to walk around the tent, you move with a pronounced waddle. The girls and Lady Catelyn giggle at that, making you blush yet again.

A few minutes later, Lady Brienne returns with both King Renly Baratheon and Ser Loras Tyrell. Once the king enters, you begin to bow. Renly, however, stops you and urges you "Please, Brynden; do not lower your head to me. If anything, it should be me bowing to you."

"That would hardly be appropriate, Your Grace," you point out as respectfully as possible, "Regardless of all else, you are still a king."

"Even a king does not forget his debts," Renly argues, "If not for you, I would most certainly have been killed. Worse yet, my soldiers would have been without a leader, and my queen would have been without a husband. Instead, I have triumphed over my elder brother, and my forces are that much stronger as a result. You may have altered the fate of all Westeros through that one heroic deed."

You are astonished. You never would have thought you would ever have such an impact on the Seven Kingdoms. That just went to show there was no telling where fate would lead you.

"I am honored by your praise," you tell Renly sincerely. After a pause, you ask "Is that all you wished to tell me?"

"No, there is more I wish to discuss," Renly replies. He gestures to the table and says "Sit down; I may be here a while. Lady Catelyn, Margaery, join us, please."

The Lady of Winterfell and the queen move their chairs over to the table and sit back down there. You and Renly take the remainng two chairs. Your padding presses into your bottom as you settle down. You realize that you are about to have a conversation with a king, his queen, and another king's mother whilst diapered. You try not to reflect on that too much; it would just distract you.