You had to snap your fingers in his face to gain his attention again. He had become lost in his thoughts, not responding to the statement that you had stated. Quickly Pod snapped out of his thought looking a mixture of confused, shocked and terrified.

"Are you okay?" You asked.

His face had become pale and if you didn't know any better, you would have assumed he had seen a ghost.

"You're... you're pregnant," he whispered, looking at his feet. He took a second before looking back up at you, a childlike grin on his face. "You're pregnant."

You nodded your head, a gentle smile on your face.

If you were anyone else, you would be completely excited to be carrying Podrick's child. You loved him more than anyone in the world and knowing you were carrying his child, should be a good thing, it kind of was. The only thing that played on your mind was that your family wouldn't be happy, and you feared what they would do when they found out that not only were you pregnant out of wedlock but also with a squire.

"I've sworn Maester Pycelle to secrecy. I may not be as threatening as my family, but I shall get my revenge if he tells another soul," you stated. "What do we do Pod?"

He let out a sigh, letting one of his calloused hands cup your cheek.

"I do not know Y/N," he whispered. "I do not know whether you want me to be happy or not about this."

"Pod, I want you to be true. Do not overthink what I want. Are you happy that I am pregnant with your child? I shall not judge you if you are or not."

Podrick smiled at you, nodding his head. "I am overjoyed. All I wish for is that the three of us could live a simple life and be happy, but I doubt it shall be that simple. I wish I could kiss you and tell you it is going to be okay."

"You can."

He let out a deep chuckle, allowing his lips to lower down to yours. "It shall be okay, my love."

A weak smile curled onto your lips. "Thank you Pod. I wish it is true. I do wish that the two of us could run away from Kings Landing and take up a little farmstead, see our child run around with a dog or two, maybe another few children to come along. Instead I am the aunt of a tyrannical king and my lover is the squire of my brother. Why cannot life be simple?"

"If life was simple, it wouldn't be nearly as interesting," he laughed.

You nodded your head, letting him envelope you in his arms. Just peacefully standing in Podrick's arms helped take away all the worry, allowed you to pretend that life was going to be easy, even if it wasn't.

"What do we do, Pod?" You sighed.

Pod's hand ran over your cheek and down to your chin, raising it so that you looked him in the eyes. "Maybe Lord Tyrion could help. He is not like the rest of your family and he generally has a plan for anything."

You let out another sigh. "He may be able to help; I just don't wish for his mockery of our relationship."

"It shall be okay; I doubt it will be that bad."

"I hope so."

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Written by Charlotte.