Game of Thrones: Facets of Love

Chapter 11 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Chapter 11: Party Problems

Shireen smiled as she entered her room. She had never felt so excited before; Arya and Myrcella smiled at her as they noted her excitement.

"I...I can't believe I actually agreed to this." She stated as she turned to her friends. "You guys, I need your help getting ready."

They both nodded.

"No worries." Arya reassured her.

Myrcella nodded. "Let's see what kind of outfit we can find for you."

The girls had come directly from school; word had got around that a party was going to be held at one of the student's homes. When Rickon had asked if she wanted to go to the party with him, she had agreed enthusiastically. It would be the first time she had ever been to a party; she wanted it to be memorable. As her confidence grew it reflected in her clothing, Myrcella and Arya noticed this. Before meeting Rickon Shireen always wore tights with her school uniform, unlike the other girls who wore socks; in Arya's case, ankle length, in Myrcella's knee length, the most extreme case being Lyanna Mormont who wore no socks. Now Shireen was confident enough to dispense with the tights and had taken to wearing thigh high socks instead. Something Arya had teased about Rickon finding distracting.

Shireen took a deep breath. "Okay guys, I'm ready, I need an outfit that can...well, you know, impress Rickon, catch his eye, without being too..."

Arya noticed her trailing off and finished for her. "...Desperate?"

Shireen nodded, Arya and Myrcella nodded and immediately the trio got to work looking for the perfect outfit.

Finally they were done. All three checked the clothes they had put on Shireen's bed. Shireen smiled, immediately she loved the outfit. It consisted of a bluish-green tank top with straps over her shoulders. When she wore it she knew it would end up revealing some of her cleavage, but not too much. The skirt was brown suede and pleated, it would reach down to just below her knees. Finally, to round the outfit off; a pair of white semi-transparent thigh high stockings, with white lace edging at the top and a pair of white heels. (A/N: Links to each part of the outfit on profile)

"It's perfect." She said happily.

The others nodded in approval and; since they needed to get ready for the party too, they left, Shireen then removed her school uniform. She was glad her friends had left before she got changed. She didn't think she would live it down if they saw her in this underwear. Her underwear was light green in colour; the bra was relatively normal but her panties were decorated with rather childish cute teddy bear designs. Shireen quickly got dressed and looked at herself in the mirror; she smiled.

'I actually look pretty for once...Even with my Greyscale.' She thought happily before heading downstairs. It was then she stopped, standing glaring at her when she reached the bottom of the stairs, was her mother.

Meanwhile; Rickon was driving Bran to Meera's house as he went to pick up Shireen. He smiled happily. Bran noticed and also smiled.

'Getting with Shireen is the best thing that ever happened to Rickon.' Bran thought happily.

Before he could say anything however he noted that they had already reached the Reed's house.

"Here we are." Rickon stated; before smirking at his brother. "Oh and I hope you behave yourself. I don't want Howland telling us about you and Meera getting all...touchy-feely again."

Bran flushed crimson at that and shook his head. "Rickon, that's not gonna happen; it's a study date, she's helping me with my class project."

Rickon laughed. "Is Jojen gonna be there?" He asked; confused Bran shook his head. "Then it won't be a study date. Without him to keep you two in line you won't be able to focus. You'll be too busy sucking face and other stuff I don't even wanna think about."

Bran groaned. "Can you please just help me out already?"

Rickon nodded, still laughing as he fixed up Bran's wheelchair and helped his brother from the car to the wheelchair. The brothers said their goodbyes and Bran wheeled up to the open front door where Meera stood waiting. Rickon waved to her, got in his car and drove for Shireen's house.

Shireen froze as Selyse glared at her; Selyse looked her daughter up and down; her lips pursed in distaste.

"Just where do you think you're going?" She asked harshly. "Especially dressed like that."

'Remember what Rickon taught you. You can do this, stand up for yourself.' Shireen thought before replying. "I'm going with Rickon to a party; that's all."

However her mother flared up. "No, absolutely not; I won't have you going to some party with that boy, dressed like...like a whore!"

Shireen shook her head. "Hardly like a whore, more than half the girls there will be wearing skimpier outfits than this..."

"That's not the point, I forbid it; you are not..."

But Shireen had heard enough. "You just can't accept that Rickon and I are in love, that I've found someone who loves me for who I am." She snapped.

Selyse froze, glaring and then lashed out; slapping Shireen across the face. Shireen stumbled and fell; just then she heard a voice.

"Hey, stop!" It was Rickon; she smiled but then blushed when she realized, to her embarrassment, how she had fallen.

Due to the way she landed her skirt had hiked up and now her light green teddy bear panties were on full display to Rickon. If he noticed however he didn't say anything; instead he simply pushed past Selyse and helped Shireen to her feet.

"You have no right to do that." He said, glaring at Selyse who scoffed.

"I'll discipline my child how I..."

Rickon shook his head. "That's not discipline, that's abuse; she's not gonna put with that anymore, not if I can help it."

With that he took Shireen's hand and led her out, leaving her enraged mother behind.

Once in Rickon's car Shireen let out the breath she had been holding.

"Rickon, what am I gonna do, I mean, I can't...?" She began but he smiled.

"It's cool." He reassured her; "We'll fix this, but until then...maybe you should stay with us; we've got room in Winterfell."

Shireen smiled. "I'd like that, you sure it'd be okay."

Rickon nodded and she relaxed. Finally they made it to the party and left the car. Once inside they found the party in full swing; they manuvered their way through the crowd and soon found Arya and Gendry.

"Hey you guys." Arya greeted.

"So, you finally made it." Gendry commented and they nodded.

Rickon laughed. "Glad to see you two are enjoying yourself; well..." he turned to Shireen and kissed her. "I'll be right back, just gotta go get drinks for us."

She nodded and took a seat on the sofa as Rickon worked his way through the crowd. Arya and Gendry had also left to go and dance so she was on her own. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling slightly ashamed.

'Rickon saw my panties; I can't believe I accidentally flashed my boyfriend.' She thought to herself. 'What's he gonna think of me now, seeing me wearing teddy bear panties.'

"Ugh, who let that in here?"

Shireen looked up and suppressed a groan; it was Lyanna Mormont.

"I came with my boyfriend." Shireen remarked firmly.

Lyanna just shook her head. "My warning still stands you ugly little bitch; then again, maybe Rickon needs some convincing to leave you."

With that Lyanna stalked off; leaving Shireen to wonder what she had planned.

Just then she was distracted by someone else approaching her. She knew him from a few of her classes; his name was Edric Storm.

"Hey Shireen, what's up." He greeted her, with a wide smile.

She smiled back. "Nothing much."

He nodded slowly; but she noted his eyes didn't move. "Was that Mormont girl bothering you?"

Shireen shook her head. "No, not really; I've learned to deal with it; she can try, but I won't be intimidated by her anymore."

Edric smiled again; Shireen felt uncomfortable. She had just realized why his eyes hadn't moved.

'Oh god, he's looking down my top; should've realized Rickon wouldn't be the only guy who would get attracted by this outfit.'

"So..." Edric began again; his gaze still firmly fixed on her cleavage. "You here alone?"

"No, she's with me." Rickon stated as he returned; his voice was tense and he was glaring.

Edric looked shocked before recovering. "Oh, uh, okay, well I was just..."

"Yeah; I saw; I don't appreciated you ogling my girlfriend like that." Rickon remarked.

Edric shifted and shook his head. "Look, I...Well; later, it was nice talking to you."

He finally gave up and melted away back into the crowd. Rickon glared as he watched him go. Shireen did her best to stifle a laugh.

'Aw, he's actually kinda cute when he's jealous.' She thought.

Rickon however relaxed and sat down, giving her the drink he had brought for her.

They sat back, enjoying their drinks and the evening wore on. Rickon confirmed that it would okay for her to stay at the Stark's manor, Winterfell; until the issue with her mother was sorted out. In the meantime they enjoyed themselves; had a few more drinks, danced together; the whole time however Shireen was wary; wondering if Lyanna Mormont would try anything. Rickon also glared at any boys who tried to look down her top. It wasn't until around midnight however that something happened. Shireen was relieved that things seemed to calm down and the night looked hopeful for her. She was on her way back from the bathroom, heading back to where Rickon sat waiting for her. Suddenly she felt her foot catch on something and she stumbled; falling over and knocking over one of the tables. Unfortunately for her, it was the table with the punch bowl on it and she was soaked. To add insult to injury the fall had hiked up her skirt; showing more leg than she cared too. However to her relief, it had stopped short of flashing her panties again. Within moments the laughter began, then suddenly Rickon was at her side, leading her from the room.

"It's okay." He reassured her. "Let's get you cleaned up."

He led her through to the kitchen and began to help her clean up the worst of her drenching.

He shook his head. "It was Lyanna; she tripped you up and then acted as if she had nothing to do with it."

Shireen nodded; it was as she feared. "Nobody but you saw, they all think I'm more clumsy than ever now, they're never gonna let me forget this."

"Screw them." Rickon replied. "I'm still with you; I'll look out for; besides. It could've been worse."

She nodded, knowing what he meant.

She fought back the tears; the night had been going so well but now it had been ruined. After cleaning up the worst of her drenching Rickon had driven her home. Despite Selyse's attempts to stop them, they had packed up some clean clothes for Shireen, she got changed out of her ruined party clothes, and they got back in his car. Rickon however continued to reassure her; he was just happy she went and tried her best to enjoy herself. She finally allowed herself to smile; hopefully next time she attended a party of major event, she would enjoy herself and not have any mishaps. She could only hope.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, dick move by Lyanna huh; anyway, read and review please :)