GENDRY'S POV

It had been five years since he last saw her. After the final battle against Cersei. Everybody wanted to be around her… everybody wanted a piece of the savior of Westeros, the King and Queen Slayer. Gendry couldn't get near her and boy he tried to.

After that, every Lord and Lady remaining in the Seven Kingdoms returned to their respective castles. Sansa Stark became the official Lady of Winterfell, Tyrion Lannister went to Casterly Rock and I had to go to The Storms Lands. But first, I had to talk to the King.

FLASHBACK

Jon: Gendry! My dear friend! Or should I call you Lord Baratheon now?

Gendry: (Teasing) I don't know Aegon… you tell me.

Jon: (Clearly not happy about the use of his new name) Don't call me that

Gendry: (Smirking) You sound just like your sister

Jon: (Amused) I didn't know you knew Arya that well

Gendry: I do, Your Grace.

Jon: Don't call me that either. Just call me Jon please

Gendry: Very well… Jon, I meet you sister years ago. We escaped King's Landing together after Lord Stark was executed. We travelled together for years until the Red Women came along and took me. The Brotherhood sold me to her and Arya and I never saw each other again until I arrived at Winterfell before The Great War. She asked me to forge a weapon for her and I did and then I gave it to her and then we…

Jon: (Suspicious) You what?

Gendry: We –mh- we… kissed! Yes we kissed each other before the war. We thought we were going to die the next day Jon, so… I'm sorry I know it was not proper and I was just a bastard blacksmith at the time, but-

Jon: (Letting out a breath he was holding) It's alright Gendry, I understand. And I know my sister and she would have cut your throat right then if she didn't want to kiss you back

Gendry: (Smiling) I know Jon, believe me I know.

Jon: Is that what you wanted to tell me?

Gendry: Part of it… (Pause) The thing is, we didn't die the next day. We won and Queen Danerys had legitimized me and I was so happy because I thought that I was finally going to be good enough for Arya. I was not just a bastard blacksmith anymore. I was Lord Gendry Baratheon! So… drunk with wine and excitement, I went to see Arya. I found her and asked her to marry me and be the Lady of Storm's End.

Jon: (Half surprised and half amused) hahahahahaha and of course she said no to you, didn't she?

Gendry: (Surprised and kind of angry at his reaction) Of course she said no

Jon: (Still laughing) Oh Gendry… are you sure we are talking about the same sister? You know… the short and deadly one?

Gendry: Of course we are! But like I said, I was drunk and excited and I felt like I was finally free to tell her how I felt because now I could offer her everything she deserves. I could give her the world if she wanted it and I just… I blew it. I told her I loved her and that no tittle was worth anything without her. I stand by that today. I can't be Lord of anything, not without Arya.

Jon: (Finally understanding) So what are you saying?

Gendry: I'm saying that I don't want to be a Lord if it means that Arya won't ever take me. I wanted to ask you if you know where she is so I can tell her myself.

Jon: (With an honest tone) Gendry… I don't know where Arya is. No one does. I have people looking for her but the last time she spoke to us, she told us that she was going away for a while. She said she needed space and time to think about her life now that her list is over. Bran won't tell us where she is because she made him swear not to tell anybody unless it was an emergency.

Gendry: Seven Hells…

Jon: Gendry I know exactly how you feel. I see that you love my sister as much as I loved Dany. And if she's meant to be with you, the Gods will make it happen. Like I said, Arya probably feels the same way about you, just not about being a Lady.

Gendry: (Sounding defeated) I really hope you're right. Being away from her is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I don't want to do it again. I want to look for her and find her and tell her that I will give up all of my tittles and lands if that's what it takes to be with her.

Jon: The thing is Gendry, I can't let you do that. We are restoring peace in the Seven Kingdoms and we need you as Lord of the Storms Lands. We need someone to look out for the people, someone who will protect them and guide them until true peace is recovered. House Baratheon is incredibly important for the Realm and we need someone with Baratheon blood ruling that ancestral home. It's too important my friend. I cannot give you what you want or at least not yet.

END OF FLASHBACK

So here I am… Lord of The Storms Land, three years later. I have had many "Lord" lessons from Davos, Sir Brianne, Lord Tyrion and Lady Sansa. I learned how to rule a castle, command troops and now I know how to read. I listen to the people of the land, I answer their questions every week and solve almost all of their problems. I even learned how to dance and how to eat "properly".

Being a Lord is way harder that I thought. And it gets worse when everybody is pressuring me to get married and produce heirs. That's the only "Lordly" task I can't perform. They don't understand and they are starting to think I am like my uncle Renly. Far from it. I'm too much like my father in that way… I will always love one wild Stark girl.

Arya.

I was alone with my thoughts when Davos came into my chambers.

Davos: Good night Gendry, I'm sorry to bother you.

Gendry: It's alright Davos, what is it?

Davos: A Raven from Winterfell just arrived. I came straight to you to give you the letter as you commanded.

Gendry: Thank you

I took the parchment and read out loud

"To our dearest friends Gendry Baratheon and Davos Seaworth

We are happy to inform you that you have been formally invited to a Wedding in our ancestral home…

My heart stoped for a second

…Lord Tyrion Lannister and Lady Sansa Stark are to be married in a quiet ceremony in front of the Goodswood as is tradition. We will be expecting your answer very soon and hope to see you in the next full moon. Sincerely yours,

The Starks."

Davos: Oh I love weddings! This is great news boy, I hope you're planning to attend. After all you owe a great lot to both the bride and groom.

Gendry: Of course I will and you will come with me. Nothing would make me happier than that.

Davos: Good. I'll send them our answers right away. Is there any special lady you want to go with to this wedding?

Gendry: No need, she'll be there… it's her sister's wedding after all.

Davos quietly nodded his head and left me alone in my chambers.

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much for reading this story. Everything belongs to George RR Martin and HBO. I'm not really sure where this story is going, I just had a punch in the face with inspiration and I just went for it. Also, I work on acting and theater and that's why the dialogues are written in a script format (It's the only way I feel comfortable writting dialogues) Feel free to review and let me know what you think. Thank you and love you all!