Game of Thrones: Love and Duty
Chapter 9 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 9
Shireen awoke; excitement buzzed within her, as well as nervousness pooling in her stomach. Today was the day, it was time for her and Rickon's wedding. She got out of bed and walked over to the window. It was a beautiful day; a little cold but still beautiful. She smiled widely; before her nervousness reasserted itself. She took a deep breath and did her utmost to calm down. The other women had all reassured her that these feelings would be natural; that was what Shireen kept telling herself.
'I should focus on being happy.' She told herself firmly. 'Rickon and I love each other; this is the day we've been waiting for since we started talking and realizing how much we cared about each other.'
She straightened up and turned to the looking glass. She no longer saw her ears, jaw or even greyscale scars as issues anymore. Just then there was a knock at the door.
"It's unlocked."
The door opened and Myrcella and Sansa came in.
"Good morning Shireen." Sansa greeted.
Myrcella also greeted her before adding. "Are you ready?"
Shireen nodded. "Yes; I am."
Arya then arrived, smiling. "I came to help out, Meera can't come. She has to help Bran and Cray."
They all nodded; then, together the girls got to work. Before long Shireen was in her wedding gown; her black and gold maiden's cloak around her shoulders. At her request her hair had been left down, northern style.
Finally, once they finished with the last touches, the other women stepped back. Arya and Sansa left to join their husbands. Myrcella smiled and gently put a reassuring hand on Shireen's shoulder.
"There, you look beautiful; Rickon is going to be unable to take his eyes off you." She said gently "Oh, you have a visitor; I have to get down to the Godswood and see Robb. But don't worry, he'll take you there."
Shireen was confused by this; until after Myrcella left and someone familiar stepped into the room.
Shireen gasped. "Lord Davos!"
Davos Seaworth smiled; Shireen knew neither of her parents would come. However she didn't expect anyone to come at all.
"Greetings Princess; it's good to see you again."
Shireen automatically hugged the man who, for so long, had been like an uncle to her.
"Good to see you too; I thought, I thought no one would come."
Davos nodded. "Well, I'm here now. We best get down to the Godswood; are you ready?"
Shireen nodded and so she and Davos left the room and headed down to the Godswood. Still nervous, Shireen was grateful for Davos as he walked her in, fulfilling the role her father should have taken. She smiled widely as she saw her new family all assembled. Robb and Myrcella, with Rickard and Joanna standing to one side, smiling happily. Sansa and Podrick stood next to them, Podrick's arm around her waist; Tyrion stood with his parents; like the other children, he stood tall and straight, well behaved.
As they drew closer, Shireen saw Arya smiling at her; Gendry standing next to her, Visenya between them. They each held one of their daughter's hands. For once Arya and Visenya wore dresses, rather than their usual clothing. Meera stood with a loving hand on Bran's shoulder. Bran sat in his wheelchair, cradling little Cray in his arms. Then her eyes fell on Rickon, standing at the Heart Tree. Her heart raced; she saw his smile; saw the same flicker of nervousness in his eyes and knew he felt the same as her. Soon she found herself standing next to Rickon; their ceremony began. She listened as Rickon spoke his words; swearing his vows to her. She awaited her moment and gave her vows when her time came. Finally, not much later, they kissed; sealing their marriage.
Shireen was surprised. 'The Northern marriage ceremony is very different from what we have in the south. It's shorter, but…It feels deeper; much stronger, more binding.'
Smiling, overjoyed with this, Shireen walked with Rickon, their arms linked, as they left the Godswood. They made their way back to the castle for the feast. Shireen could feel it as she left the Godswood; a feeling of belonging, of peace, of great happiness. All things she thought she'd never have.
She and Rickon sat at the high table; in the places of honour. Their families sat with them and all the guests filled the hall. Shireen was amazed at the large turnout. At the same time however; it made her nervous. Especially since she knew that, at the end of the feast; they would face the bedding ceremony. Since his attention was directly on her; Rickon noted her expression.
"Shireen, are you alright?" He asked, concerned. "You seem a bit worried."
Shireen jumped and turned to him. "Oh; sorry; I just…I was, worried about later…"
"Later?"
She bit her lip and nodded. "The um, the bedding ceremony."
Rickon's eyes widened slightly as he realized the truth. He nodded slowly and began to ponder carefully. Later on, during the feast; Shireen noted Rickon talking with Robb. She hoped he was talking about some way for them to avoid the bedding ceremony. She was distracted however at that moment by Joanna and Rickard, who had come over to her.
"Aunt Shireen." Rickard greeted her with a smile. "Welcome to the family."
Shireen smiled back. "Thank you, both of you."
The twins hugged her; later on, many others offered congratulations too. As the feast wore on Shireen focused on enjoying herself; trying hard not to worry about the upcoming bedding ceremony. Yet when it was announced that the feast was over and it was time for the bedding, all her worries returned to the surface.
Yet Robb then announced. "A word of warning; there is to be no bedding ceremony, I mean it, they are not to be touched."
Shireen smiled at that; seeing Rickon's grin. He had done this; she was sure. Despite their disappointment, nobody raised any complaint and Rickon took her to their chambers himself.
They stood together in their room; Rickon pulled her close and kissed her. Shireen returned the kiss eagerly; enjoying the feel of Rickon's lips on hers, his hands roaming over her. She was doing the same, before long; the laces of her dress were undone and she stepped back from Rickon, allowing it to fall to the floor.
"Gods, so beautiful." Rickon's words came out breathy.
Shireen smiled as Rickon reached out and gently touched her. Her body tingled, especially when Rickon's hands began touching her breasts, teasing her nipples. She moaned briefly before Rickon began to undress.
"Please; let me." She said quickly.
Rickon agreed and she finished undressing him. Soon they removed their smallclothes. They kissed as they then fell, naked onto the bed. Soon Rickon held himself up with his arm, while using his other hand to touch her Greyscale scar. She leaned her face into his hand; he smiled widely and then nodded.
"Are you ready now?" He said. "We don't have to…"
She shook her head. "I want to, let's go."
With that, Rickon pushed into her. She felt her maidenhead break, there was pain, but the pleasure soon overwhelmed her, surprising her. It wasn't long before Rickon was surprised too; before long Shireen soon found that her years of loneliness had left her remarkably sexually frustrated. As a result, she matched Rickon in terms of sex drive and soon was a very active partner in their coupling. Finally, having reached their peak three times, they climaxed and soon exhaustion took hold of them. They soon lay together; holding each other, enjoying the lasting sensation from their actions. They kissed each other again and allowed exhaustion to take them, drifting off to sleep. They were both overjoyed, having finally married and consummated their marriage in the most eager way they could.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
