Homeless but looking. Cassana wants to go where her children are, though.

[motherbaratheon]

Lady Mundane:
I know that you are considering sending me somewhere, that you told me. And that there's little to none possibility that my Steffon would be there, something which is terribly saddening. But please, could it be a place where I could be with my children? Of course I know Robert is five and ten and Stannis three and ten, but no matter what anyone says, they are still children. And Renly is a little babe. As commendable as is Maester Cressen's work with their education, they need their mother.
Yours sincerely
Lady Cassana Estermont

Comments

[edric]

[He laughs.] Uncle Renly isn't a babe. He's old. And father and uncle Stannis are really, really old.

[motherbaratheon]

[Excuse your grandmother while she looks at you incredibly surprised. Mostly for the fact that she is a grandmother, nonetheless.]
[Still, she smiles. Because you are absolutely like your father when he was your age. She can absolutely see that.]
Now, what's your name, boy?

[edric]

Edric, my lady. [He bows a little.] And who are you?

[motherbaratheon]

Cassana. [She nods and then says fondly] You truly look like your father. At least when he was your age.

[a_summer_child]

[Robert. Stannis. Renly.]

... Baratheon?

[motherbaratheon]

[Because yes, even if Edric hadn't told her, she can see the girl's Stannis daughter.]
[She smiles]
Quite indeed.

[a_summer_child]

But... Father is not three and ten.

[motherbaratheon]

So has your cousin told me.
He's also told me about you. And I'm very glad to meet you, Shireen. [Bit of a breath] I'm your grandmother.

[bruxisms]

[ of all the most impossible things. ]

...Mother?

[motherbaratheon]

(ooc: Jsyk, it was your post at scorched -comm which I am following closely because I just apped a character there- the thing that inspired this account. BECAUSE THE MANPAIN HAD TO BE SOOTHED)

[It doesn't take her long to realize Edric was right. They've grown up. A lot.]
[She smiles, a bit teary-eyed]

Hello, Stannis. [GO AND HUG YOUR MOTHER. RIGHT NOW]

[bruxisms]

[ mother please do not cry because he still has no idea to act around women and he is a king and everyone is dead...

and for a moment, he feels like he is ten and three again. ]

This... you...

[ and forgive him if he doesn't really give you a hug because he is Stannis Baratheon and he doesn't hug, so have an awkward hand on your shoulder instead. ]

((ooc; mommy sob i don't think she is appable there because so little canon but OH MY GOD I WISH SHE WAS ;o; ))

[motherbaratheon]

[Sorry, son, but if you don't give her a hug, she will give you one. And a kiss on the temple too. Because she doesn't care if this is awkward for you. You are her kid.]
You've grown.

(ooc: Yeah, I've been considering stalking GRRM's eljay and leave threatening messages like "GIVE US A CANON BACKSTORY FOR STEFFON AND CASSANA BARATHEON OR ELSE", because the only canon things I have in my backstory for them both is that they are Robert, Stannis and Renly's parents and that they died in a very messed up shipwreck. The rest is obscene amounts of speculation.)

[therainbowking]

[He is just. Quietly staring, because what in seven hells.]

....My lady mother?

[motherbaratheon]

[Her first reaction might be "Robert". But no. No this is Renly. This must be Renly.]
Renly, [Smile and teary eyed again] my little boy. [Open arms. GO AND HUG HER]

[therainbowking]

[He hesitates a minute, slightly unsure of himself -- which is odd in itself, but it has been twenty years or so. He does move for a hug eventually, though it is still a little awkward.]

Mother. [...That is so weird to say.]

[motherbaratheon]

[And she wonders what happens. So you might see a bit of worry in her face. But hey, she's here. And you are here.]
You've grown.

[mydaddyissues]

[ robert, stannis, renly... and a woman who looks sort of like all three of them. ]

...Are you my lady grandmother, then?

[motherbaratheon]

[Grandson... You are very blond. You certainly must take it from the Targaryen side of the family.]
You are Robert's son, aren't you?

[mydaddyissues]

[ ...yes. Targaryen side, that's it. That's totally it. ]

Yes. The oldest. [ He's struggling with the idea of adding "trueborn" in there, but decided he doesn't need to. He's got the princely look to him, don't you agree grandmother? Kingly too. ]

[killedbyapig]

[... Yes. This is definitely unexpected. mommy ;A;]

... Mother.

[motherbaratheon]

[Son, go and hug your mother. Hugs are good to soothe the manpain. Momma Baratheon's motto is "Ours are the hugs". Just be a bit careful.]
[And she smiles again.]
Robert, you've grown. [A lot]

[killedbyapig]

I haven't been five and ten for a long time, now.

... [and, because he's not nearly as awkward as his brothers are, he's just gonna go right on ahead and hug her tight]

[antlered]

Mother....

I haven't been a babe for many summers.

I d'awed so hard my mother asked what happened

[motherbaratheon]

[RENLYYYYYYY.

You just won a hug. As awkward as it might be, your mother, who might be trying to not cry, gives no fucks.]

You've grown.

that was me re: this whole post.

[antlered]

[Well this is a surprise, but only for a moment, and he hugs her back rather tightly, for all the hugs he hasn't been able to have.] I have. I can see you haven't, though.