Game of Thrones: Unbreakable
Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 2
Before long the family was all ready, fully dressed for the party. They had all dressed their best, Ned was clad in a dark grey tuxedo with a white shirt, black tie and black polished shoes while Cat wore a long navy blue thin strapped dress and navy blue heels. Robb had followed his father's lead, wearing a black tux with a navy blue shirt, matching tie and black polished shoes.
Sansa meanwhile wore a knee length light pink spaghetti strap dress with matching short heels. Even Arya, who normally despised them and did everything she could to avoid wearing them, was clad in a dress. Hers was black, knee length with a slight décolletage that gave the barest hint of cleavage, she also wore black flats.
While dressed differently from his father and older brother, Bran was still dressed smart in black suit trousers, a white button-up shirt and black shoes. Rickon was also smartly dressed, wearing grey suit trousers, a white shirt and black baskets. Thankfully they were designer brand and actually went well with the outfit. Catelyn smiled when she saw Arya and how she was dressed.
"Arya, I'm really impressed, I thought…" She began.
Arya smiled; she had seen the outfit her mother had laid out on the bed for her; consisting of a pair of smart designer jeans and a similar shirt. "It's fine mum, I figured why not, it's only one night. Besides, it looks smarter, right?"
Catelyn laughed softly at that and soon the family was prepared for their first guests.
They were ready just in time, as at that moment the doorbell rang; for what would be the first time that night. Catelyn smiled as she went to answer it.
She greeted those that came in warmly. "Hello everyone, welcome."
"Thank you, Mrs. Stark." Howland Reed replied with a smile.
Howland Reed was forty eight, his wife Jyana was forty-six, both had brown greying hair and green eyes, their children twenty-one year old Meera and sixteen year old Jojen had brown hair and green eyes too. They were all dressed immaculately; Howland in green suit trousers with a lighter green shirt and black shoes and Jyana in a long chocolate brown dress and dark heels.
Meera wore black feminine suit trousers, a green button up blouse and black strap heels. Clothing very different from her usual attire, which was like Arya's, leaning more towards jeans and other not so feminine articles of clothing. Finally Jojen was clad in pale yellow trousers, a white shirt and black shoes. They all greeted her warmly, as did the other guests who entered behind them.
These guests were Ned's business partners, the Karstarks and the Boltons. The heads of both families; fifty year old Rickard Karstark and forty-eight year old Roose Bolton were the first to enter and greet her. Both wore tuxes, Rickard's grey and Roose's black, they both wore white shirts and black polished shoes however, Rickard wearing a grey tie and Roose a pinkish tie.
With Roose was his twenty year old son Ramsay, clad in simple black suit trousers, a black shirt and black shoes.
The final two guests in the group were twenty-three year old Alys Karstark, looking nice in a knee length white thin strapped dress and white strap heels, and eighteen year old Torrance Karstark, clad in grey suit trousers, a black shirt and black shoes.
"Come in please, welcome, all of you." Cat greeted them all pleasantly.
After shutting the door she led the way as they all went to join the rest of the family. As they entered, Ramsay Bolton smirked as he spotted Arya and noticed her attire.
'Well, well, well.' He thought gleefully.
Still eyeing her dress, he approached her, grinning. Arya tensed as she saw his approach, but all of her family were preoccupied with meeting the other guests. She grit her teeth; she was really getting tired of Ramsay and his constant attempts to 'seduce' her.
"Back off." She warned him through gritted teeth as he got nearer; nearer then she liked.
"Oh come Arya." He remarked. "You look nice in that sexy dress tonight."
Arya rolled her eyes; not missing the implication in his tone. "Leave me alone already."
She shook her head. 'Honestly, listen to him, thinking he can flirt with me…'
Ramsay glared, clearly annoyed at being refused. He stepped even closer but then, somebody else spoke up.
"Ah Arya, good to see you again." Rickard Karstark remarked as he approached.
Ramsay glared again and stalked away, muttering.
Arya let out a sigh of relief and Rickard smiled sympathetically.
"Roose's boy giving you trouble?"
She nodded. "Yeah, thanks Mr. Karstark."
He nodded too and soon the family had all finished their greetings and they sat, waiting for the rest of the guests to arrive for the dinner. Bran and Meera passing time simply talking quietly together, sharing light kisses and, Arya suspected, playing footsie under the table.
Sometime later however, Arya found herself facing another problem; the fathers of certain high profile people trying to convince her to date their sons.
"You do remember my boy, Torrance?" Rickard Karstark was asking her.
Arya nodded. "Yeah, he's in my fencing class."
Rickard grinned. "How nice, excellent, you know, you and him would be a great match."
"E-excuse me?" Arya spluttered.
Rickard shook his head. "It would be wonderful, he really likes you. I'm sure the two of you…"
Arya glared; she might have guessed this would come up.
"Rickard." Came her mother's voice, saving her.
They both turned and Rickard smiled. "Mrs. Stark?"
Catelyn looked over at Arya. "Arya honey, could you go and help your father."
Arya nodded and left, breathing a sigh of relief. 'Gods, what else, those idiots that do believe I'm dating but think it's someone else who is rich, high profile, all that nonsense.'
She shook her head and hurried on; uncertain if her father really needed help or if her mother was just trying to help her escape. Rickard meanwhile turned to Catelyn.
"I was…" He began to state.
Catelyn smiled softly. "I know, Rickard, listen, now isn't a good time to talk to Arya about…such things."
His eyes widened, he seemed to draw his own conclusions, but what they were he kept to himself.
"Yes, I would advise not bringing up the matter." She said softly.
Rickard nodded and Catelyn turned to join the others again.
Catelyn detached herself from the group a while later as the doorbell went again. She opened the door and smiled as more guests arrived.
"Hello Mrs. Stark, it's nice to see you again." The twenty-two year old dark haired, dark eyed tan skinned woman said warmly.
Catelyn smiled. "Hello Talisa, yes, it's nice to see you again too."
She noted that Talisa; who normally dressed quite plainly, not really being one for embellishment, was dressed rather well. She wore a thin strapped, mid-thigh length orange dress with orange flats.
Still smiling Talisa headed through to join the others, Robb grinned the moment he saw her. Meanwhile, Catelyn greeted the other guests who were present, namely her sister, her sister's husband and their son.
"Lysa, Jon, Robin, it's good to see you all."
"Thank you Catelyn; it is nice to be here." Jon Arryn, a man of sixty-five replied kindly.
Thirty-nine year old Lysa smiled, although it didn't seem to reach her eyes, but that wasn't uncommon with Lysa. "Indeed."
Their son, fifteen year old Robin was more affectionate however. Warmly embracing his aunt as he greeted her. Like everybody else, they were dressed up well; Jon wearing a pair of black trousers, a white shirt, grey jacket and black shoes, all slightly old fashioned.
Lysa was in a long, light blue dress with light blue heels and Robin wore neat smart albeit slightly old fashioned clothes too. His consisted of a pair of black trousers with suspenders, a white shirt, black tie and black shoes.
After their greetings, during which Ned joined Cat, happy to see his mentor and father figure Jon Arryn again, they headed through to join the others in the dining room. More were still to come, but everything was ready and on schedule, things seemed to be going well, mostly.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, well, the first hints of tension are beginning, read and review please.
