Game of Thrones: Wild Princess
Chapter 4 of Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 4
Lyanna shifted awkwardly in her seat as she sat with the Starks during their evening meal. She was seated next to Rickon.
'We haven't, really spoke but then...' She thought before shaking her head. 'He's the one they're trying to bind me to, for life; to make me...stifle who I am, just like Princess Arya.'
She glanced at the young woman now, seated next to her husband, talking happily to him while they ate. Shaking her head Lyanna considered the other members of the family, as well as her shock at what was revealed to that morning.
She was still having trouble processing it. 'That man, Ser Gendry, he's a bastard...yet married to Princess Arya, thanks to his knighthood; he...Gods, this is crazy. Yet strangely fitting in a way...'
She couldn't deny; if she was to accept the thought that Arya Stark would allow herself to get married, she supposed someone like Gendry would be the person she would go for. Someone 'beneath her' as yet another show of how 'improper' she was.
Shaking her head she tried to bring her focus back to Rickon, he was the one she needed to be talking to after all. But Rickon seemed distracted, she soon learned why when she followed his gaze. He and the rest of the family were looking at Prince Bran and his wife.
"Meera and I have an announcement to make." He was saying.
Meera smiled and nodded. "The Maester confirmed it this morning, I am with child."
There was an immediate effect, it was clear they were all delighted, offering congratulations.
Lyanna bit her lip. 'They are acting this way, over a child...Gods and that's, Princess Meera, Meera Reed, another woman I heard about, yet turned out to be so unlike the stories I heard. But then again, I can understand why they are excited.'
After all they'd been through, the losses and fears they suffered, she understood why the Starks would be happy to welcome a new member of the family.
It was late at night, Lyanna knew she was supposed to be in her chambers, sleeping, but she was restless. That was how she found herself in the library of all places. But she wasn't reading any of the books, she stood by the window, looking down at the sparring yard, recalling what she had seen that morning.
"Lyanna."
She turned, startled, almost as if her thoughts had summoned her, there was Arya standing there, observing her carefully.
"Oh, Arya, I..." She stammered, taken aback.
Walking up next to her, Arya spoke, her voice betrayed no emotion. "I heard from Sansa and my mother that you've...got some problems regarding me. Disappointments they said?"
Lyanna flinched. "I...I only just; I heard stories about you..."
"I can imagine which ones." Arya replied casually.
Lyanna sighed. "Then I saw you, and...Ser Gendry, I just...I felt like it wasn't possible; how could the Warrior Princess, the Wild Wolf of the North be married and happy about it."
"You thought I couldn't be a warrior, couldn't be that hero you made me out to be." Arya replied with a short laugh. "Well, you saw me this morning, fighting Gendry and Robb, what do you think now?"
"I...I don't know what to think?" She admitted, bowing her head.
There was a pause; Arya seemed distant, her eyes unfocused.
Arya finally seemed to recover, sighing, as she turned to face Lyanna again.
"I can tell you something about those 'legends' you've heard about me." She said seriously; surprisingly Lyanna. "They're all shit."
"Wh-what?"
"I'm not a hero." Arya spat, looking disgruntled. "I fought in a war, that's it...But I was much worse...Do you know there was a long period of time, where killing was all I thought about. Was all I really did..."
Lyanna faltered and tried to speak. "You, you can't, this isn't, you didn't..."
Arya laughed mirthlessly. "Oh I did, I murdered people; I tried to learn how to murder them better, then I got away from that, but the blood lust didn't go away...I still wanted to kill people...Until Gendry re-entered my life."
Her expression softened at that and she smiled.
"He saved me from myself, reminded me of who I really was. It's thanks to him, I was able to remember just who Arya Stark was, who she is...I owe him that; what's more, he understand me, like no one else...I am me when I'm around him." She explained.
"You see; being married to him, just fits me, us...It's bound me for life, to the one person, with whom I am myself."
Lyanna, her mind still reeling at these revelations couldn't help but ask. "Princess Meera, Queen Talisa...Are they…?"
"They're the same, they're with the one person who makes them...complete, that doesn't mean Meera and I can't be warriors." Arya explained. "If anything, it makes us better warriors; thanks to Gendry, I now ensure, if I do have to kill someone, I at least make sure they deserve it, or give them as honourable a death as possible."
Lyanna couldn't help but wonder now; if she had been wrong this whole time.
Lying in her bed some time later, Lyanna couldn't help but continue to wonder. Arya's words played over in her mind, the mask was cast away, the legends and stories cast aside. She had heard it from Arya's own mouth, the truth about the Wild Wolf of the North. Yet, while absolutely crushing everything those stories stood for; in Lyanna's eyes, it made her more human, more approachable and, Lyanna actually found the truth to be far better than stories.
Her mind automatically turned to it's more pressing issue now. 'Rickon, we're to be married...after what I've seen, maybe we could...Ugh, but things aren't, perfect there...I should talk to him, maybe, try and do something.'
With that thought still firmly in her mind, she finally drifted off to sleep; one day closer to the wedding.
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