You can't help but smile as, once again, you put down your wine goblet. It was the tenth time doing that, and yes, Cersei was counting. She was done trying to get you drunk, knowing that it wasn't gonna happen.

"Darling, I can't drink wine."  She lets out exasperated sigh as she takes a drink of hers.

"And why not? Is it not good? Because mine taste wonderful." You chuckle and shake your head.

"I'm sure it does my queen, but sweetheart, I'm pregnant." The cup stops at her lips as her eyes stare at you, a slow smile spreading across her lips.

"Really?" You nod and smile, laughing as she sets her cup down and straddles your lap, kissing all over your face before leaning down and kissing your stomach.

"Excited my love?" She nods and pulls you into a kiss, before pulling away and smirking.

"You know what this calls for?" You look up at her and smile. "Wine!" You laugh and shake your head, hoping that her wine addiction only last until the baby's born.