Unconditional Love between a Mother and her Son (Star & Niksis)

[Niksis]

The Vale, a mountainous region located on the north eastern edge of Vesteros, is a land known for not just the numerous of raiders and bandits roaming around, but also the quality of their fruits and food. Even going as far as rivaling that of Highgarden, though not in the same quantity. People of the Vale lived quiet, safe lives thanks to the armies of the Late Jon Arryn, the lord of the Vale sitting up in his massive sky fortress known as The Eyrie. However due to mysterious circumstances, Jon Arryn is no longer of this world, leaving the Lordship to his son, Robin Arryn, a frail boy still in his teens. Though he is the Lord, rumors has it that it is in fact his mother, Lady Lysa Arryn who's pulling the strings, at least, publicly.

What few people know, is that Robin is a very manipulative little boy, using his mothers love for him to get what he craves and wants. As a result of being raised without a father, Robin only had his mother Lysa, something he constantly abuses to get his way. Even though he's sixteen years old, Robin still feeds from his mothers breasts, even in public. And while people might find it inappropriate, no one is speaking against it for fear of seeing the Moon Doors up close. He was slowly growing stronger and into a real man, though still frail Robin knew how to use this to his advantage. He pretended to be a simpleton, a boy who's prone for temper tantrums. The truth of it was, that he had quickly found out he could get his mother to do anything, if only he asked her or threw a tantrum. It had been something he had used in the past to get what he wanted for more, carnal experiences from his mother. He would have no other but her washing him, and he would not allow anyone else but him to be present when she bathed. And using his temper and will, he had made sure to never sleep in a bed his mother was not in at the same time. For all intents and purposes, Robin was in complete control of The Vale and his Mother. Both her love, attention and her thoughts.

Today was no different from the others, Robin was sitting in the grand throne of The Eyrie, overseeing the small squabble of the minor lords who had come to get their Lords opinion. Though Robin didn't really care, he couldn't be any less interested in their words, the only thing on his mind, was the large, round breasts of his mother and the sight of her beautiful body as she bathed. If anyone could read his mind, they would tell him that he was touched, that he was insane. But he didn't care, Robin didn't see the wrong in it, he loved his mother and she loved him. Was that so bad?

 

[StarBrightKisses]

Lysa Tully was the youngest daughter of Hosted Tully, her older sister was said to be the most beautiful in the land, and she lived mostly in her sisters shadow. Her father had a ward that he had taken in, and the young Lysa had fallen in love with him, though her father would never approve. In the lord Tully's eyes the young Peter would never amount to anything and could not offer him anything nor protect his youngest daughter. During the time that her older sister Catelyn was getting married, everyone including their father was preoccupied by it, this gave her and Peter time to explore their attraction with one another.

Once the wedding had taken place and Catelyn left with her new husband to live and raise their future children, Lysa took that opportunity to go to her father and plead with him to let her marry her first and what would be her only love. Hoster however had not taken lightly to the news and demanded that she never see him again. Even sent her to bed with dream wine, laced with a poison to make her miscarry since she had told him she was a month pregnant. While she was asleep in her chambers her father had sent one of his bannermen to take Peter back to his own home lands, called the fingers; far out of reach of his daughter. For he had plans for her as well as he had Cat.

He spoke with his trusted friend Jon Arryn and proposed a marriage between his youngest daughter and the man, Hoster stood to gain a lot more men to help secure and hold down his lands from bandits looking to plunder and wreck his lands. To his satisfaction, Jon agreed and the wedding was set, but once Lysa heard about it she had went into a rage and argued that he was too old for her but her father just retorted back with the fact that she was no longer pure and since she was no longer a virgin no respectable man would want her.

She believed every word of it, and was forced into marrying the lord of the Vale, becoming Lady Arryn only weeks after confessing her love of Peter to her father. The wedding was just as beautiful as her older sisters had been but the guest list was not as full as Catelyn's had been and the bride was physically unhappy and spent the night getting drunk off wine just to get through the ceremony and bedding. It took everything she had to go forth with the whole thing, she was so drunk that she pictured Jon as her beloved Peter. Two days later she departed from her childhood home and went to the Eryie to become the lady of the Vale in the castle built on the side of the mountain.

The land was dangerous but thankfully Lord Arryn had a bountiful banner men and soldiers to keep them safe as they rode by horse and carriage for the lady. Jon and Lysa did not spend much time together, he knew that his new wife was not fond of him and had not agreed to the wedding so he figured he would let her fondness grow over time, but that did not mean he stayed away completely. He did tend to his husbandly duties by visiting her chambers nightly. They even had conceived from time to time, but in the end she would always end up miscarrying their unborn child. With each time it happened she became more and more resentful towards her husband and hated him.

She was about to give up hope and on life and throw herself out of the moon door when the maester gave her the great unexpected news that she was pregnant. Jon was happy to have an heir finally, and even smothered her with not leaving her side. She felt trapped and it was slowly driving her insane and making her hate her husband. Once the baby was born she named him Robin and spent all her time with him, the attachment she had with her son that she never let another pair of hands touch him and instead of the normal wet nurse she fed him herself. By the time he was four, she had came up with a plan.

One night as he was sound asleep, she went to her husbands chambers with a goblet of wine, that was laced with a poison that would be undetectable. She poured a glass of wine and sat with him until he had taken a taste of his wine and once the poison had taken effect she left the room and went to her son as if nothing had happened. The handmaids and servents found him the next morning but of course Lysa acted as the grief stricken widow. So no one had expected her in the sudden and mysterious death of Jon, and time went on and she raised her child. She kept him close and never let him do much without her, whenever he wanted something and she said no at first he would throw a temper tantrum. He would get so angry that he would begin to shake; the first time it scared Lysa to death. So after that, she kept him happy and with her at all times.

Years had passed by now, and Robin was growing into a young man now though he still had his tantrums, Lysa's once vibrant auburn hair shinned but now dulled and darkened and she was stressed more times than most, but all she cared about was her son and what he wanted or needed. Now it was getting to the point where he wanted things that was frowned upon, and yet she didn't refuse him at all.