Game of Thrones: Facets of Love

Chapter 12 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy :)

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rubini25: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; to be honest she was using the crowd to hide her actions and tried to make it look like Shireen tripped by herself; thinking if she was clumsy Rickon would end up laughing at her. She didn't realize Rickon could see her however.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it, yeah; Shireen's getting more confident now. Hmmm, maybe, I don't have anything else planned for him but I might work something out.

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Dynasty Warriors belongs to Koei.


Chapter 12: Birthday Celebrations

Rickon yawned and stretched as he clambered out of bed. He stood looking out the window; noting that it was a beautiful afternoon; the family had all taken a rest about midday to prepare themselves for the special event that was to happen in the evening.

"Finally awake huh."

He turned to see Bran sitting on the edge of his bed; smiling. Rickon nodded and Bran continued.

"Well, we best get ready, don't forget what today is." He explained. "Myrcella's birthday."

Rickon nodded. "Yeah I know; relax, we'll be ready in plenty of time."

Bran smirked as Rickon began to walk to the door, heading for the shower.

"I think you should take your robe; we don't want a repeat of last time." He joked, "Especially with your girlfriend living with us until the issues with her mother are sorted out."

Rickon flushed crimson. "Hey, she caught me unaware that time; it won't happen again."
"All the same, could still be embarrassing; I mean, she has no idea what you sleep in, right."

As he spoke Bran gestured to Rickon's sleepwear; a simple pair of blue boxer-briefs decorated with skulls along with thorned roses. Rickon groaned and shook his head.

"So, not as bad as you." He shot back.

Bran laughed; "What's wrong with mine?" He asked; gesturing to his sleepwear; plain grey boxers and a blue T-shirt with the Superman logo on it.

Rickon scoffed. "You practically advertise how nerdy you are with that T-shirt."

Before Bran could retort Rickon left the room. Bran just laughed and manuvered himself over to his wheelchair and began to look out his clothes.

Catelyn sighed; it was Myrcella Baratheon's birthday, a big event and Robert had invited them. But as usual her husband was too busy with last minute work details and most of her children seemed determined to be difficult. So it was up to her and Sansa to organize everything and ensure everybody was ready on time. She was at least thankful that Bran and Shireen weren't causing any fuss and actually making an effort to help. Sansa came into the room at that point.

"Well, Arya took your advice mum." She explained; before Catelyn could ask why Sansa continued. "She still insists on bringing Gendry but this time, she gave Cersei some forewarning. Cersei isn't happy but she's accepted it."

Catelyn nodded. "Okay then, is everyone ready?"

Sansa nodded. "Yes; just us now then we can go."

Catelyn nodded and they both headed upstairs and got ready. Meanwhile Shireen was worried about something; Rickon noticed.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

She sighed. "My mother's gonna be there; what if...?"

Rickon did his best to reassure her. "Don't worry about it, we'll see how things go; I'm there to help you, your father knows what's happened; they're both talking to people who can help you all now. Who knows, maybe things will be sorted out now."

Shireen nodded slowly. "I hope you're right."

She rested her head on Rickon's shoulder and waited for Catelyn and Sansa.

Finally Catelyn and Sansa entered the room. They all checked to make sure everybody's clothes were perfect. Robb and Jeyne sat together; he was clad in light brown suit with matching shirt and jacket; along with a steel grey tie. Jeyne was dressed in a flowing strapless light lavender dress with a blue sash at her waist and matching open-toed heels. Catelyn herself was wearing a floor length silver dress and heels; the left strap of her dress was thinner than the right strap. Ned was clad in a grey suit with a white shirt; black waistcoat and lighter grey tie; as was typical of him. Sansa wore a strapless dress that was form fitting and grey to the waist and then the light blue skirt flowed out. She smiled, pleased that so far everything looked okay, she turned to her remaining children and Shireen. Bran was dressed slightly more casually than the others in a pair of black dress pants; with a white and steel grey striped shirt and matching tie. Arya wore a pear grey dress that stopped just below mid-thigh length and fastened only on one shoulder. Rickon was dressed rather smartly compared to his usual clothes in grey dress pants; a dark shirt and grey waistcoat along with black sensible boots and a grey sport coat. Finally she observed Shireen who was clad in a light blue dress; the front of the skirt stopped just below mid-thigh while the back of it came down to just level with the back of her knees. There was a silver collar section with ash grey elements scattered on it. Catelyn smiled and nodded; they were all ready.

They all headed to their cars and began to drive; they would pick up Willas; Meera and Gendry along the way. Before long they had picked them up; all of them dressed for the party, Gendry in black suit pants and a black and gold striped shirt which he wore unbuttoned enough to show his muscular chest. The shirt's stripes were in various shades of gold Arya smirked when she saw him. Meera wore an olive green long sleeved sweater dress and Willas wore black suit pants; a light green shirt and dark green suit jacket with a gold inside. Once they were all together and the Stark siblings had greeted their loved ones they all headed for the restaurant where the party would be taking place. They soon arrived and saw that they had arrived at the same time as Shireen's parents. Shireen tensed but neither of her parents made any remarks to her, just nodded in greeting. Selyse wore a brown ankle length dress with a ruffled V-neck. Stannis wore an all black suit with black and gold stripes and a black shirt. Without a word both parties entered the restaurant and found the Baratheon's at their table and joined them. Robert wore black suit pants and a dark gold shirt and tie with a lighter gold vest and a light gold handkerchief in the suit pocket. Cersei wore a red ankle length dress with a deep V-neck that accented her figure greatly and had gold elements worked down the length of it. It was clear from her expression that she did not find the other women's dresses to even remotely come close to her expectations.

The Baratheon children had also made an effort; Joffrey wore a white shirt along with black suit pants and a black jacket; he also wore a red waistcoat and a red and gold tie. Tommen was clad rather stylishly; in a light gold shirt with a red vest and red dress pants. Myrcella smiled to everybody as they approached; she was genuinely happy they had all turned up for her birthday. She was clad rather elegantly in a strapless dress with a long pink skirt and a sparkly silver bodice. Everybody exchanged greetings; although Cersei pointedly ignored Gendry. Compared to how she could've reacted that was regarded as rather positive however, once everybody had taken their seats; Myrcella pleased and thankful with their gifts, they prepared to order. They gave their orders and passed time making idle talk with the others. Catelyn smiled; everything was off to a great beginning, she just hoped it would continue to work out well. However those hopes faded just after they had finished their starter; she noticed Sansa, on her way back from the bathroom, about to run into Joffrey. She looked around for help; the nearest family member was Bran; she indicated what was happening to him.

"Try and help her, please." She pleaded.

Bran nodded and began to wheel himself towards them; Meera followed him; also wanting to help.

Sansa was on her way back to the table; eager to resume her conversation with Willas. Her happiness was pushed out of her thoughts however by the arrival of Joffrey. She froze as he walked right up to her; smirking in that cruel way he usually did.

"So, Sansa; good to see you again." He remarked. "Like your dress; got yourself all dressed up for my sister's birthday, or for my benefit."

Sansa swallowed the lump in her throat and did her best to stay calm. "Actually I chose this dress for Willas."

"Stop lying to yourself Sansa." Joffrey spat. "You know I was the best thing that happened to you; just give up that Tyrell loser and come back to me."

It was then Sansa saw someone approaching. It wasn't her knight in shining armour Willas; but her brother Bran.

'At least someone came.' She thought happily. She could see that Willas hadn't noticed her in trouble yet; if he had he would've been by her side before she could blink.

"That's enough Joffrey." Bran stated firmly as Meera came up behind him. "Look Sansa's moved on, you should too."

Joffrey glared at Bran.

"Like it's any business of yours." He snapped.

Bran shook his head. "Sansa's my sister, that makes it my business."

Joffrey's gaze went from Bran to Meera and he smirked again.

"I don't get why you two are together; maybe Meera would be better off with me." He remarked. "After all; I can't imagine being with a cripple is very satisfying, in any way." He said the last part suggestively.

Bran blushed and glared at Joffrey's insult to his sexual capabilities.

Before Bran could do anything however Meera put a restraining and comforting hand on his shoulder. She then smirked at Joffrey as she replied.

"I can assure you, it's very satisfying; if the rumours I've heard are true; I think Bran's a lot more satisfying than you would be."

It was Joffrey's turn to blush as he growled in anger; before stalking off angrily. The trio laughed and made their way back to the party which was still in full swing, their main meal having already arrived. They continued to eat and engage in idle chat as the day wore on. The dinner was large, with Robert eating the lion's share as usual. In the end however, as the party began to wind down, even Robert's appetite couldn't manage another bite. Eventually they all said goodbye to each and other began to head out to their cars. Meera noticed however that Cersei was glaring at her and knew Joffrey had told her some tale about her regarding the incident that had occurred. She shook her head; she couldn't care less if Cersei liked her, Bran did and so did his family, that was enough for her.


End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please. As usual the links for the outfits are on my profile page; I'd advise checking them out; apart from the differences mentioned they are more accurate than my descriptions are.