Game of Thrones: Wild Princess
Final chapter of my Game of Thrones story, a short epilogue to finish things off, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 10
Lyanna bit her lip as she tried to help Sansa and Meera; they were doing what they could to support Arya, while Talisa and Catelyn helped Maester Luwin. Arya had gone into labour a few hours ago and had been rushed to the birthing bed. Outside, Gendry was waiting with the rest of the men, no doubt going frantic.
"Come on Arya, you're nearly there." Sansa said, trying to calm her sister.
Arya just screamed. "Argh, Gods, it..."
She screamed again; cutting her own words off. Lyanna grimaced.
"Arya, it's...it's fine..." She said. "You can do this, you're a fighter, remember."
Arya looked at her, gasping, but then managed a small smile. "Of course, urgh...Right..."
The process continued, Lyanna couldn't help but feel nervous; for a rather special reason.
Outside the chamber, Gendry paced nervously, the others all watched him, trying to calm him down.
"Gendry, relax, it will be fine." Robb told him.
Gendry bit his lip. "I...but Arya is..."
He flinched as Arya screamed again.
"It's nerve racking, I know." Bran reassured him. "But it's going to be alright, Arya will make it through this, she's a fighter."
Gendry bit his lip, glancing at the twins Bran had seated on his lap and realized he was right. He finally sat down, Robb and Rickon immediately began doing their best to calm him while Bran continued to care for the twins.
Gendry wasn't sure how much time passed; it all seemed like a haze to him; but finally he leapt to his feet again, hearing it, the cries of an infant. Still he waited, anxious, until Maester Luwin emerged.
"Come Ser Gendry, it is done." He said with a smile. "A son."
Gendry gasped and hurried through, the others just behind him. Arya was sitting upright, her face shining with sweat, but she was smiling, cradled in her arms was a blanket wrapped bundle.
"Come and meet Rickard, Gendry." She said with a grin.
Returning the grin Gendry joined her, amazed as he saw his son for the first time. The boy looked so much like him, soon the rest of the family was gathered around too, all of them overjoyed. Seeing this, Lyanna knew there was no sense delaying.
"Rickon."
"Yes?" He replied, turning to her.
She grinned and took his hand, laying it on her belly. "It'll be our turn soon."
His eyes widened, everyone in the room all grinned; Lyanna was pregnant now too. The Starks were growing once more.
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