Game of Thrones: A Night to Remember

Chapter 7 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 7

Arya remained silent as they rode to the prom venue. She was deep in thought, Sansa could see that and decided not to interrupt her. She knew Arya well enough to know that, having come this far, she wasn't going to run away now.

'Despite how uncomfortable she seems; this is a great look for Arya.' She thought to herself; smiling. 'She looks really beautiful; Tommen's going to have a lot of guys jealous of him.'

It wasn't long before they arrived and Arya was shaken out of her deep thought.

"Arya, we're here." Sansa told her.

Arya blinked then nodded. "Right; okay, let's go."

She still sounded distracted but she followed Sansa out of the limo and they headed inside. The two girls were immediately overwhelmed with the music and noise; as well as the crowd. Almost immediately they spotted a small group of people waiting for them. Jeyne was smiling widely; her arm linked with her boyfriend's Theon Greyjoy. Both were dressed up, Theon in a fancy dark blue tux with a white shirt and black tie; Jeyne wore a sparkling navy blue knee length dress. The skirt of the dress twisted up at the left, partially revealing the lighter blue underskirt; she also wore black heels and big sapphire earrings. To finish the outfit she also wore a silver bracelet on her left wrist.

Arya turned her attention to the others present; another couple standing waiting for them was Tommen's older sister, Myrcella Baratheon and her boyfriend, Trystane Martell. Myrcella was wearing a knee length green satin dress with short sleeves and had a white strip of material around the middle. She wore white stiletto heels and dangly gold earrings with amethysts on the end. Trystane went for the typical black tux, with black polished shoe and an elegant lilac shirt and silver tie. The final two people waiting were Podrick and Tommen. Both dressed in similar black tuxes with black polished shoes; Pod wore a white dress shirt and deep red tie, Tommen a salmon pink shirt and black tie. Arya made a face as she noted this.

'Boys have it so easy.' She fumed to herself. 'They don't need to worry about hair or anything like that. Just put the tux on that's it, they're ready.'

The group spotted them and Pod whispered something to Tommen. Tommen gulped and gave Arya a nervous smile as she approached.

"Hi; I um…" He stammered.

Arya shook her head as she replied. "Hey, well, here I am."

Sansa bit her lip, fighting not to laugh. 'She'll never admit it, but no matter how brash she acts, Arya's just as shy as Tommen is.'

She linked arms with Pod and, winking at the other two couples; she led him away to the dance floor.

Myrcella smiled at Arya and Tommen and then spoke. "Well, Trystane and I are gonna go dance too; have fun you two."

With that they both left, as did Theon and Jeyne.

Arya bit her lip; now she was alone with Tommen, the awkwardness was palpable.

"So um, what…What do you wanna do?" She asked lamely.

Tommen went bright red and shook his head. "I…I don't know; I just…we could dance or something."

He mumbled the last bit; looking embarrassed. Arya smiled gently; realizing right away what was wrong.

She cleared her throat to get his attention and then spoke. "Why offer to dance, if you can't dance?"

Tommen looked at her sharply, dismay in his eyes. She shook her head.

"It's alright; I tried to use that as an excuse, my family didn't buy it." She explained.

"You didn't want to come?" Tommen asked as they instead moved towards the snack table.

Arya nodded. "Not really no" She then quickly added. "Nothing to do with you; I just, don't really like these events, but my mother and sister kinda…strong-armed me into coming."

Tommen smiled at that and admitted. "Kinda like Cella did for me then."

Arya nodded slowly; remembering what Gendry had told her about Tommen.

"That's right; you wanted to come with someone else, but couldn't tell her right?" She said.

Tommen started and she explained. "Gendry told me; listen, if you really like this girl and she likes you…Just tell her; she'd gladly accept I'm sure; even if you can't dance."

Tommen managed a nervous laugh at that but said nothing else.

Finally Arya decided enough was enough; she had to help Tommen out somehow; but to do that, she needed details.

"Tell me something Tommen." She said, trying to sound casual. "This girl you wanted to come with; is she here?"

Tommen bit his lip; blushing. "I really shouldn't; I'm with you and…"

Arya smiled calmly. "Hey, it's not like I'll take it personally."

Tommen looked around and sighed; pointing out the girl he wanted to ask. Arya looked and her eyes widened; it was Margaery. She was standing talking with her cousins; looking stunningly beautiful as always. She was wearing an ankle length dark green gown style dress. It was accented by an electric blue strip on the skirt and bodice. She also wore blue strap sandals and a blue coloured bracelet on her right wrist. Arya fought to hide her smirk; realizing how oblivious Tommen had been. Margaery had once confessed to having feelings for Tommen; clearly she had been waiting for him to make the first move.

Arya turned to Tommen. "So, Margaery?"

He nodded and she continued. "Well, why not go over and ask her…I'm sure she'll say yes. Margaery's nice and I'm pretty sure she likes you."

"But, but I…I'm already." Tommen stammered.

Arya shook her head. "Don't worry about me; go on; you can do it."

So, with a slow breath; Tommen approached Margaery. Arya watched, smiling as she saw him get her attention and talk to her. She could see Margaery's wide smile as she replied, Tommen's stunned look. Then they were both holding hands, heading out to the dance floor.

Sansa was shocked; she had been having a great time with Pod. They had stopped dancing and had gone to try and see how Arya and Tommen were getting on. Yet when they found them, they weren't together. Arya was sitting by the snacks table by herself; Tommen was dancing with Margaery.

"I don't believe this." Sansa gasped.

Pod tried to calm her down. "It's okay Sansa; don't freak out; I'm sure there's a good reason for this."

Sansa shook her head. "After all the effort I went to try and set them up together; I damn well hope so. I mean; how could this have…"

She cut herself off when Myrcella and Trystane approached; Myrcella was smiling joyfully.

"Looks like Tommen found his princess at last." She quipped. "Gods, the way he kept talking about Margaery; I'm surprised he never asked her. I should really thank your sister for encouraging him to do so."

"Wait, what?"

Myrcella looked at Sansa confused. "You didn't know; it was Arya who told Tommen to ask Margaery to dance; she spoke to him and gave him the confidence he needed to do that."

All at once Sansa felt equal parts ashamed at her rapid judgement and proud of Arya for her selfless act. While it meant Arya now faced Prom alone; she had allowed Tommen to spend it with his dream girl.

Arya sighed as she looked up at the clock; she'd been here for nearly an hour now.

'Where the fuck is Gendry.' She wondered; equally annoyed and worried.

Not helping her annoyance was the person who approached her.

"Well; well, look what we have here." He said.

Arya glared at the boy; clad in the usual tux, with a blue dress shirt and burnt orange tie. "Joffrey." She spat angrily.

He smirked. "If it isn't the high and mighty Arya Stark; all alone and sitting by herself like a loser at prom."

Arya raised an eyebrow and shot back. "Like your one to talk; you don't have a prom date; you're all alone here."

Joffrey glowered and was about to retort when suddenly Arya leapt to her feet. She smiled widely and immediately pushed past Joffrey. She had seen the doors of the prom venue open and when they did, she saw Gendry enter. He had arrived.

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