All of his life Gendry looked up at the royals and wished he could be like them, wished he wasn't just a bastard boy whose mother had died when he was young and had no idea who his father was. He would wish that one day he could ride in the royal carriages and that he could have an uncountable amount of squires and servants. But that was just a fools a dream, a little childs wish, never to become a reality, because after all, he was just the bastard boy in the gutter with impossible dreams.
Gendry had no idea of his heritage, had no idea he was the bastard of the late King Robert Baratheon, he had no idea that he had more claim to the throne than the inbred child of Cersei Lannister until the man told him.
He had no idea who the man was but when Gendry was hammering at the dull, grey, steel ,the man with dark hair and dark eyes whispered something to the master, who nodded then walked away, and he walked up to Gendry, and said only one thing to him with his musky voice, so memorable yet so characterless,
"Listen now boy and listen clear, for I can not repeat these words, I will be killed soon so you must remember. You are King Roberts son, you must take the thrones, but you must make allies, try to find his brothers they will help you, if you can not then find Robb Stark, he may be harsh but his heart is in the right place he will help you. Do not tell anyone what I have told you, only those who you trust with your life, but be careful because those whom you love may not love you back." The man turned his head quickly and curiously as if he had heard something "I must go I have been here too long, remember my words boy" He turned his head again sharply and turned back with a perturbed look "Leave now boy take all what you need and leave, you may be able to get a ride that goes to kings landing leave before they register you, that way you are free, now leave." Gendry moved to protest but the man cried out, "LEAVE PLEASE, BEFORE ITS TOO LATE LEAVE NOW!" Gendry jumped from his tone, because it was harsh but gentle, he sounded scared and he kept looking back like someone was about to jump on him and attack him.
Gendry hastily grabbed all of his belongings, well all the things he could grab before the man pushed him out of the blacksmith and into the muddy street filled with piss and shit. Gendry turned back to the man but he was gone, the blacksmith was empty and look untouched, like no one was there in the first place, he saw something move and ran down the street clutching his small bag of possessions.