Game of Thrones: A Night to Remember
Chapter 9 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 9
Sansa smirked as she spotted Arya and Gendry kissing.
'I see they've finally admitted it to themselves.' She noted quietly. 'What just about everyone could see…? Although I must confess I was oblivious to it to; until Gendry showed up here. The look on Arya's face said it all.'
She turned to Pod and kissed his cheek. "Well; it's good to see their happy now."
Pod nodded grinning. "Yeah; it's great."
Sansa laughed and, nodded to the other girls; headed out to the dance floor with Pod. The others girls led their partners out to dance too. It was like they'd stepped into another world; the noise that surrounded them became fuzzy, the people blurred. Yet when Arya and Gendry pulled apart from their kiss, everything came back into focus. Rather sharply making Arya wince slightly. She was privately relieved that her pumps ensured she wasn't as short as she normally was, standing next to Gendry. It made kissing him a lot easier and certainly had other benefits. Gendry smiled at her; she returned the smile; although anticipation coiled in her stomach. The look on Gendry's face seemed to indicate he had something else to say, something important. Yet it was clear he was saving it for later; likely some big announcement.
Arya couldn't help but contemplate that. 'Normally I'd think of such an announcement as cheesy or stupid. But; I don't know; maybe it'd be a good idea, depends on what he wants to say I guess.'
She decided she would wait and see and they continued to dance.
Other couples were enjoying their moments together too; Sansa and Podrick were lost in their own world. Dancing together; her head on his shoulder, arms around his neck. His were at her waist, although one of his hands rested on her back. Jeyne and Theon danced together too; swaying gently to the music. As they did so, Jeyne mused about her boyfriend and his past.
'He's always had that reputation as a womanizer; yet very few saw through it to the real thing. Yet when I looked at him, I see he's not like that at all; there is compassion in him.' She smiled as she reflected on their relationship. 'I used to think there was something wrong with me; every other girl he'd try and talk out of their clothes as soon as he could; but not me. But then I found out; he was serious about us; he wants this to work. That's why he doesn't do it, he doesn't want to scare me by going too fast.'
"What are you thinking about Jeyne?" Theon asked suddenly; jolting her out of her thoughts.
She smiled and admitted. "Us Theon; I was thinking about our relationship. I do appreciate you going slow for my sake."
Theon smiled kindly at that and they kissed; when they parted she added.
"Although I wouldn't mind you…Touching me, at least once. But let's leave that for later."
Theon grinned and nodded. A few feet from them; Margaery and Tommen danced together; Tommen was still a little shy, so Margaery didn't press him for conversation; instead they were content to simply be in each other's presence.
Watching them while they danced was Myrcella and Trystane. Both of them smiled; seeing how content Tommen and Margaery were.
"Well, this should make things interesting for your family." Trystane remarked casually.
Myrcella quirked an eyebrow at his statement. "Oh, how so?"
Trystane shrugged then explained. "Well, think about it; you are dating a Martell. Now your brother is dating a Tyrell."
Myrcella laughed and nodded; she knew what Trystane meant. The Tyrells and Martells didn't normally get along; all over some silly argument that happened years ago between them. Yet the people at the centre of that argument; Willas Tyrell and Oberyn Martell, had in fact become surprisingly good friends; much to the annoyance of the family heads.
"Maybe this will help resolve things at last; end this silly argument, huh?" Myrcella remarked.
Trystane nodded. "We can but hope."
Myrcella blushed and then asked. "So um, when do you think we can…you know, again?"
Trystane bit his lip. "Not tonight I'm afraid Cella; we know your parents are in; my father said something about going out. But I'm sure Uncle Oberyn will be in."
Myrcella nodded slowly; accepting that.
"We can wait." She said softly; all the while thinking. 'I don't think either of us are ready to reveal to our families that we're no longer virgins. I know I'm not ready to tell mum.'
Trystane agreed and they continued to dance.
The night wore on; then suddenly, came the moment Arya knew she'd have to suffer through. One of the teachers got up onto the stage; immediately the hall fell silent, even the music stopped.
Arya rolled her eyes as she stood an arm around Gendry's waist. 'Ugh here we go, prom queen time.'
The teacher cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen; it is time for the prom queen to be crowned. Are we all ready?"
There were cheers from the crowd, from the girls. "It is normally a difficult choice; yet this year; it was surprisingly easy to choose the prom queen."
There were whispers at that; Arya rolled her eyes, seeing the girls getting all excited about it.
'What's the big deal; it's just some silly crown and title, doesn't really mean anything.' She thought to herself; yet at the same time. 'Still; look at all the effort Sansa put into this; not just herself, but in getting me to come too. If anyone, she deserves it.'
The teacher was still talking; something about the winner being noted for their beauty amongst other things. For many, they were certain that meant it was Sansa Stark. Then the teacher spoke.
"This year, the prom queen is…Arya Stark!"
Arya froze in disbelief as all eyes turned to her. There was a shocked gasped, then some slight mutterings before the entire room, broke into applause.
Sansa couldn't suppress her grin as Arya walked numbly, still in shock, up to the stage.
'Arya as prom queen.' She thought happily to herself. 'You go, little sister.'
There were a few girls lamenting it not being them; but they were too caught up in congratulating Arya to really care much about that. The only person who felt truly angry was Joffrey.
'Ugh, what is wrong with them, there must be a mistake.' He thought, scowling. 'They said the prom queen was beautiful; yet they pick the ugly Stark girl.'
Arya still couldn't believe it; surely they hadn't picked her, the name had been read wrong. She was the last person who should become prom queen. When she reached the stage, they were about to crown her and she quickly stepped back.
"Wait, hold on a minute." She said quickly.
Everything went quiet as they all stared at her. "This is a complete surprise; I…Thank you for this, really but…A prom queen should be a girl who truly deserves it. Until…a certain someone arrived, I didn't even want to be here. But there is someone who did, someone far more deserving of this than me."
She paused briefly and then called out. "Sansa; come on up and accept your crown!"
There was a wave of joyous laughter and then cheers and further applause as a red faced Sansa soon joined Arya on the stage.
"Oh Arya…" She whispered; her eyes filling up.
She hugged her sister and accepted her crown and title of Prom Queen.
Just before Sansa and Podrick went to dance together; Pod having been obviously chosen as Sansa's prom king; Gendry approached the stage and spoke with the teacher for a moment. Arya watched, intrigued; wondering if this was the moment Gendry had been waiting for, to make his big announcement.
"May I have your attention please? I promise, it won't be long." He called out; everyone turned to him. "Arya just proved me once again that I was right to fall for her. Because it is true. I am in love with Arya. She may have renounced to her title tonight, but she'll forever be my queen."
Arya rolled her eyes at the cheesy line. But knew Gendry was being honest, speaking from the heart, it was right there in his voice.
He continued. "Arya, I don't want to spend my life with anyone else. With your approval, may I pledge my life to be yours, until the end of time?"
Arya gasped at that; realizing just what he was asking. She blinked, trying to stop the stupid tears from forming. But she approached him and smiled eagerly.
"Yes." She said at last before pulling him closer to her.
Their lips met and they were once again lost in each other as they kissed. They pulled apart; hearing the wolf-whistles and cheers from the crowd. Both blushed but, smiling and still holding onto each other; they re-joined the crowd and Sansa and Pod began their dance.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
