Tommen frowns. He resists the urge to wrap his arms around himself, but just barely. He wanted to go home hours ago to read and then sleep but his mum had insisted that he and his siblings stay until at least most of the guests had left. Tommen looks up at his uncle and sighs.
“I’d like to go home,” he says softly.
He sounds sad; he knows he does. And he is, sort of. He’s confused and he wants to think about what his uncle just told him. Maybe if he can find Myrcella, then they can leave together. Tommen feels for his book and takes comfort in the weight of it, pulling down his jacket on one side and making it fit funny.
Jaime almost doesn’t hear Tommen’s muttered words, if he wasn’t so close to him he probably wouldn’t have picked it up. The sadness in Tommen’s voice makes him want to lead the boy out to his car and get him away from Kensington Palace as fast as he can, but he knows that’s not an option. Going too soon would bring suspicion down on the Baratheon family and make it look like they were fleeing the crime scene. Even if Tommen was still technically a child that wouldn’t stop the media from putting him - and many other people who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and born into the wrong family - in the spotlight after what had happened. He would rather the youngest Baratheon child stayed away from the public eye as he always had and he knew Cersei and Robert would feel the same.
“People won’t linger for long, once everyone starts leaving we can go as well.” He tells him, smiling slightly at the way his nephew’s jacket fitted rather ungainly on one side of his body after he’d pulled it down. “You might want to straighten that out, wouldn’t want the fashion magazines catching you looking like that.” He chuckled to show he was joking and to try and relieve some of the tension settling in the room.
He nodded slightly in agreement with Tommen’s statement, stifling a yawn as he looked down at his watch, eyes widening as he realised how late it had gotten. “Maybe if we find your brother and sister I can convince your parents to let you all leave a little earlier than usual.”