Dragons and Thrones: A Reborn Terror

Chapter 53 of my crossover story, enjoy.

Reviews

Marina Ka-Fai: Yeah, it's pretty bad, well, we can only wait and see how things unfold.
Boris Yeltsin: No, they certainly don't.
Veridissima: Thanks, glad you enjoyed it; yeah he's in a tight spot and the Venatori have accomplished their objective.
Wolfgirl2013: Thanks, yeah.

Now onto the story.

Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.


Arya

Arya was fighting to control her fear as she stood, amongst the crowd in Harrenhall's courtyard. Gendry was chained and forced onto his knees, Tywin and a headsman stood next to him.

Tywin then spoke. "You, boy…you had no business being anywhere near the kitchens, yet there you were and you choose to murder one of my men."

Gendry shook his head. "M'lord, I swear, I did not…"

The headsman viciously backhanded him.

"Silence scum."

Tywin shook his head. "That will do. As I said, you are charged with murder, and unless there are witnesses who can provide proof of something different…death shall be your sentence."

Arya's eyes widened at that; there was a chance, but she had to act fast. She swallowed and pushed down her fears. She quickly pushed her way through the crowd as Tywin spoke.

"Without any evidence to the contrary, we must…"

She cried out as she stepped out. "M'lord, wait, I…"

She flinched, stumbling back as a soldier struck her. "Get back girl, know your place and be silent, you will not interfere with justice."

"That is if it truly is justice." Tywin remarked darkly. "We shall hear her out and you will let her speak, otherwise I will have you killed."

The soldier blanched at that, but Arya knew she now had a chance.

She could save Gendry if she was quick; this was their last chance after all.

"I was there when it happened, Weese…Weese tried to rape me." She burst out, the words just came out.

One of the soldiers reacted, shouting angrily. "Bitch, you dare…!"

"Silence." Tywin told him sharply. "Continue, girl."

Arya nodded and continued. "He…He punished me and then tried to rape me, before he could, I felt him get pulled away and…and I turned around and saw the two of them struggling."

Tywin narrowed his eyes. "Which two, Weese and this man here?"

Arya nodded as Tywin gestured to Gendry.

"Yes M'lord; I swear; he was simply trying to protect me." She explained. "They struggled and Weese screamed, that was when he died, but it was in the struggle. It was an accident."

Silence followed her statement; there was then a ripple through the crowd, the soldiers seemed irate but then, suddenly, another of the kitchen workers came forwards and backed Arya's story up, from that many more stepped up too, revealing more about Weese's abusive behaviour and the event in question.

It was then Amory Lorch stepped forwards.

"My Lord, this is a mockery, these scum should be taught a lesson and…"

Tywin silenced him with a look. "And what, we ignore justice…They're comments are too circumstantial to ignore and they all back each other up. I see no reason to doubt them."

Arya bit her lip, could it be true, did he truly mean what she thought he did.

After a pause, Tywin then spoke.

"The evidence is clear enough, the matter is one of self-defence, therefore the headsman's services will not be required, no execution will occur." Tywin remarked; Arya let out a quiet sight of relief, but then Tywin spoke again. "However punishment must still be seen, thirty lashes."

With that he turned and left; Arya looked up in horror as Gendry, startled and in shock himself, was forced to his feet and bound between two posts and then, as everybody else watched, in either shock, or glee in case of the soldiers, as Gendry was whipped.

'Gods, this is…no, it's better than dying, please, just let him withstand it.' She thought desperately.

Gendry, to his credit, did not cry out, he tensed and it was clear he was in pain from the whipping, but he did not give them any satisfaction. Just then she overheard two soldiers talking nearby.

"Gods, can't believe that stupid girl; sticking up for a worthless trash like that."

The second laughed. "Guess she wants to save him for…special reasons, maybe they're lovers."

The first also laughed. "Hmmm, possibly, but then, that means…urgh bet they've fucked so much she's no longer tight."

"True enough; urgh she's worthless then, not worth fucking." A third commented.

Arya was angered by their comments, but then, thinking them over, she suddenly realized, she could use them to her advantage.


Later Arya bit her lip as she stood by the bed Gendry lay on. He was startled by her presence.

"Arry, what are you…?"

She smiled. "I came to make sure you're alright."

He bit his lip. "But, you'll be punished for missing your duties again."

"I don't care; I'm worried about you." She replied, shaking her head.

There was a pause and then he gave a small smile. "Thank you, I'm…I'm fine now, it hurts yeah, but I should be fine and back to work before long."

"That's…That's good to hear." She said; smiling. "Well, I better get back."

He nodded and she left, feeling lighter, relieved she had saved his life. However her happy feeling faded when she came across a familiar face, Jaqen. She glared as he approached her.

"A girl has problems, a man has not claimed the name, the name is already dead…Three names still…"

She snapped. "Shut up, I don't care about you and your fucking names. You failed, I trusted you, thought you could help but you don't."

Jaqen shook his head. "A man said he would kill the one called Weese, not when…"

"So what, I give you names and have to wait for it to suit you, he tried to rape me!" She growled at him. "Well enough, I don't care about you and your names; I won't give you any more."

He glared at her. "The Red God demands…"

Arya snarled. "Fuck your Red God; you want names, I don't have names, but if you want three people dead, any three of them will do, go for it."

She gestured to a group of Lannister soldiers, not caring. With that she pushed past Jaqen and made her way back to the kitchens.

When she did, Weese's replacement, a man named Chiswyck, glared at her.

"You're late, girl." He snarled.

She shook her head. "I was going to see my friend, make sure he was alright."

Chiswyck shook his head. "I don't care about your excuses; you have a job to do, now, MOVE!"

With that he lashed out and Arya yelped as he struck her face, she felt the pain, the blood welling up in the bad cut below her right eye. She knew it would leave a scar, Chiswyck shook his head.

"I hope that teaches you bitch, now, get that blood cleaned up and get to work."

She hurried to do as he said. She kept herself under control and resumed her duties, keeping her head down. She just had to keep a low profile and hope she could find a way for her and Gendry, hopefully her other friends too, to escape.


End of chapter, things are still looking bleak for Arya, but Gendry has been saved and she needs to just keep her head down and find a way out now. Anyway, we'll be leaving them for a while, from now on, we're going to stick with the siege of Winterfell, take that to it's conclusion, so we'll be seeing more chapters from and finishing the storylines of Bran, Solas and Ned for this story. Read and review please.