Dragons and Thrones: A Dark Shadow Looms
Chapter 2 of my crossover, enjoy.
Reviews
Boris Yeltsin: Thanks; yeah, it did :)
Marina Ka-Fai: Indeed, well, he's done for now.
raw666: Wrong, the next chapter deals with the truth coming to light for the Starks, as for Hostor, well, he's not going to be facing death right away.
Murdough: Indeed, that is correct; they really do have an overinflated opinion of themselves. But Crassius has nothing planned for the Freys, he killed Merrett for failing, the only other Freys he plans to kill are Roslin and Amerei for knowing too much.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it, glad you liked them all :)
Now onto the story.
Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.
Arya
Arya fought to catch her breath as she lay in bed, Gendry lay at her side, also breathless. After their wedding night, they had awoken to each other, happier than ever and, before long, they gave in to their urges and began making love again, just as they had the previous night. This time, Gendry had not held back, much to Arya's delight. Now they were recovering from their latest exertions.
"I still can't believe it..." Gendry said at last. "We, we're married and..."
She laughed. "I know; it's incredible and we, we've never been better huh?"
They both laughed and kissed; they were certainly happy with their marriage and knew how deeply they loved each other. After parting for air they both mutually agreed that, as much as they wanted too, they couldn't lie in bed together all day.
"My family will want to see us; then there's the...issues with that arse." Arya said at last, rolling her eyes.
Gendry nodded and began to get out from the bed. "I know; well, let's go, just remember, your family is on our side and we will stand together, no matter what."
Grinning Arya agreed and also got out of bed. They quickly got dressed, Arya pulling on some freshly made breeches and tunics that her mother and Sansa had made for her.
They fit well and were comfortable and soon, after securing Needle to her belt, Arya turned to Gendry. He was also fully dressed, his sword secured at his belt. Together, they left their chambers and began making their way to her father's solar.
They stopped just outside the door; sharing a look.
"Here we go." Arya said at last. "You ready?"
He nodded. "Yes, let's do this."
Smiling Arya reached out and squeezed Gendry's hand, trying to reassure him. He smiled gratefully and they entered.
"Father, mother..." Arya began, smiling, her smile widened however as they saw they weren't alone.
Her older sister was there and so too were Bran and Rickon.
"Ah, Arya, good." Her mother greeted her with a knowing smile. "I'm glad you two could join us."
Seeing their expressions Arya couldn't help but be curious. "What's wrong?"
Her mother shook her head. "Nothing is wrong Arya, just the opposite; I'm sure you'll be glad to know that Hostor Frey has left and been forced to abandon his insistent demands to force you to marry him."
"Oh?"
"Yes, it was hard for him to argue since you were seen by the maid, making your marriage clear." Sansa added with an impish smile.
Realizing right away what that meant, Arya gasped, blushing furiously; looking over at Gendry, she saw he was doing the same.
"M'lord, I, we..." He stammered.
Her father shook his head. "It's quite alright; what matters is it's over."
Arya let out a sigh of relief, as did Gendry; her father was right, it was over, Hostor Frey was no longer an issue for them.
But it was clear to Arya that, despite her hopes, not all their problems were solved. Things seemed to be happening; for she noticed her family all looked rather serious.
"What's happened?"
Seeing her expression and realizing what she meant her father sighed.
"Arya; we've faced...some revelations lately." He explained. "Roslin...Edmure's wife and Amerei Frey have discovered something important. They sent word to Amerei's sister Walda and Roose sent word to us. We've now found out the truth about the Freys."
Arya started at that. "What, what do you mean?"
It was her mother who answered. "Lord Walder and a number of other members of the family...Not all of them apparently, but a number of them. They are working with Corypheus and the Venatori."
"What?!" Arya and Gendry gaped at the same time.
Her father nodded. "It's true, that's why Lord Walder was so insistent on pressing the marriages; he wanted to hold you and Edmure hostage to keep us and the Tullys from fighting. So as to allow Corypheus to overcome us wit little effort. I have no idea what the Venatori offered Lord Walder, but we can guess."
Arya scoffed. "That old bag, of course we can guess."
Arya glanced over at Gendry who was looking at her, worriedly, while she was angered greatly by this revelation.
She turned back to her family, eyes blazing.
"What are we doing about this, they can't just get away with it, they…?"
Her father raised a hand. "Arya please, calm down; please remember that not all the Freys are involved, a good number did not even know. Roslin and Amerei did not know until they were able to find and take the information from Amerei's father."
Arya nodded. "I know that, we'll worry about that when we have the chance, if they don't know, it's likely they wouldn't approve."
"I agree, that could be beneficial, nevertheless, we've already started dealing with this." Her father confirmed. "Robb is leading an army to attack the Twins from the North, while Edmure is attacking them from the south."
Arya stepped forwards at once. "Then father, I need to join them, I..."
Her father shook her head, but his expression told her right away, this wasn't a typical refusal.
"No Arya, I cannot allow you to go there." He said. "I have another task for you and Gendry."
Arya bit her lip and waited, curious. She was relieved to note that she was being permitted to fight at least.
Her father then explained.
"Worried for her safety, Edmure is sending Roslin with a guard detail to a safe place. Unfortunately, we believe that the Venatori know about this." He revealed. "We're sending you and Gendry, to be guided by Meera through the Neck, into order to intercept Roslin and aid in escorting her...Warn them of the Venatori, they will surely attempt to attack her."
Arya nodded. "I understand father; very well."
With that she and Gendry left to get ready. Meera was due to return anyway, for her and Bran's upcoming wedding. But she had apparently agreed to return earlier and aid them with this issue beforehand. Back in their chambers, Arya and Gendry began preparing themselves for what they were likely to face.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door; Arya turned, surprised and then wary as Septa Mordane entered.
"Lady Arya..."
Arya nodded. "Septa, what is it?"
She prepared herself for Mordane's complaints but instead, Mordane handed her something, something which surprised her.
"A mail-shirt?"
Mordane nodded. "Yes. I...I thought it would help keep you safe, without slowing you down...Be careful please."
Still looking rather awkward, Mordane left the room. Arya just smiled and quickly began pulling the mail-shirt on. She understood exactly what it was, a peace offering, yet more problems resolved, it seemed the animosity between her and Mordane could now be put in the past at last.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.