Lyonel was to put bluntly, a free spirit. However that didn’t mean he was disloyal, his pride never allowed him to be that free spirited.

Thus why your few years of marriage had been blissful. You needn’t worry about another woman or any bastards-even with his journeys away.

That’s how you ended up giving him so many children, all girls. He already had his nephew/ward, Ormund as his heir so having so many daughters wasn’t too bad.

Now he was back from a Tourney in Dorne. He hoped off his horse and head over, a large bag strapped onto him.

Lyonel held your face when he got close enough, “I’m going to devour you whole.” He kissed your lips deeply before pulling back with a smile.

“Gifts for the children.” He pulled the bag off, gently putting it down so the children could dig through it.