Game of Thrones: As Years Goes By

Chapter 4 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 4

Kevan smiled lightly; he was currently in the car having just parked outside the school. It was time for the annual parent-teacher meeting. Dorna sat by his side, smiling gently. Kevan looked up at the rear view mirror, looking in the back where his sons sat.

It was for their eldest, eight year old Lancel, that they were here. At four years old, Martyn and Willem were too young to have started school yet; although they went to the pre-school group in the same building.

"Okay boys, here we are." He said.

The twins both grinned, Lancel nodded, smiling, albeit in a slightly shaky manner.

"Good." He said softly.

Dorna turned to him, speaking reassuringly. "Lancel, don't worry about it, if there's any problems, we're here to help."

Lancel just nodded, not quite meeting their eyes. Dorna exchanged a worried glance with Kevan, but right now, it was clear Lancel didn't want to talk. They got out of the car and, with Lancel taking his brothers hands, they headed into the school.

Soon they were outside Lancel's class, some of the other parents were also present with their children, Lancel's classmates. Some said hello while others did not seem to notice their arrival.

Slightly worried by that, Kevan and Dorna sat down. Lancel did not take the seat next to them however, instead he helped Martyn and Willem up, so they could sit, both sharing the seat. Kevan and Dorna smiled at that, as usual, Lancel put his brothers first.

Later, after other parents and their children went in, one family at a time, they were finally called in. Kevan and Dorna sat in the two chairs, opposite the teachers desk. Lancel stood nearby, shifting awkwardly. He was glad they had brought the sketch pads and such from the house so Martyn and Willem were distracted by their drawing.

"So, how has Lancel been doing." Dorna asked.

The teacher spoke, their tone professional. "Lancel certainly...tries his hardest. He is by no means a bad student, his grades are decent enough, what is to be expected of a boy of his age. Although he does have a slight tendency to struggle in silence...I usually have to approach him and ask if he needs help, rather than him openly asking for it."

Kevan and Dorna nodded and Kevan replied. "I see; well..."

The teacher shook her head however. "He is a shy young man, I understand that. However, he makes no effort to overcome that shyness. Why, at break times he immediately goes around to spend time with his brothers, rather than his peers."

Lancel bit his lip, this was true. He glanced at Martyn and Willem, glad they were still blissfully lost in their drawings.

Shaking her head the teacher then finished by saying. "As you can see, this is a...troubling concern for us."

Dorna however did not agree. "I see no harm in my son playing with his brothers."

The teacher paused and it was clear to Lancel that whatever she was about to say was not going to be nice.

Shaking her head the teacher adopted a severe expression.

"Under normal circumstances, I'd agree, but he makes no effort to go and befriend others at all."

Lancel couldn't keep quiet any more, he burst out. "Why would I wanna be friends with people who are mean to me?!"

His outburst got the attention of everybody, even his brothers.

The teacher glared. "We've discussed this Lancel, that isn't true and you..."

"It is, yes it is!" He said at once, no longer holding back. "They call me names, they steal the cakes mum gives me for break time. They push me, hit me and you never believe me, not even when I have the marks to prove it."

Silence followed Lancel's outburst, the twins looked scared. But before the teacher could say anything else, Kevan turned back to her, glaring furiously.

"What is the meaning of this?" He demanded, not even giving the teacher time to respond. "You knew my son was being harassed and you did nothing? You even told him he was a liar? And you dare! You dare say he makes no effort to go to others! Well, we'll make no efforts in bringing our sons to your school anymore!"

With that he stood and, putting a consoling arm around Lancel's shoulder, led him out. Dorna took the twins hands, after helping them back up their sketch pads and spoke reassuringly to them as she guided them out.

The following day, Lancel and his brothers were transferred out of their school to a new one, one where Kevan and Dorna ensured that he would be treated better.


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