Game of Thrones: Unwanted Attention

Chapter 4 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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


Chapter 4

Smiling lightly to herself as she sat, Sansa enjoyed the feeling of the afternoon sun. Classes were over for today and she was simply spending some time relaxing, planning to go home later. She wasn't alone however, for before long, Lancel arrived, smiling lightly.

"Hey." She greeted him softly.

He sat down, still smiling. "Hi Sansa, how are you?"

She nodded. "Good, good. You?"

"I'm pretty good too..." He replied; pausing briefly. "All the better now of course."

She laughed at that, as did he and they both moved closer, their hands taking hold of each other's, their fingers entwined.

"I wish moments like this could last forever." Lancel said softly.

She grinned. "Me too, but then...they wouldn't be moments, would they?"

"I guess not."

Shaking his head, Lancel sighed. "Sansa we, I know what we said this morning but...we can't keep doing this, we can't hide it forever."

"I know." She replied; biting her lip. "I just wish I could think of some way of...telling my family, of admitting things."

Lancel nodded in agreement. "I know, I don't like hiding things from my family either...So, I can't do it anymore."

"Lancel?"

He shook his head, it was clear, whatever he wanted to say, he was desperate to get it out.

Finally, he seemed to make up his mind.

He spoke quickly, but with conviction. "I'd rather not hide, I can accept if you can't tell your family yet. But, I want you to meet my parents, my siblings...maybe, this weekend?"

She was startled at how sudden this was, but deep down, she admitted, he was right.

"I...I know it was wrong of me to insist we stay hidden. You're right." She replied. "So, yes...this weekend, I'll gladly meet your family."

Lancel smiled warmly at that. "That's great. Don't feel you have to rush by the way, for your family, just...take your time."

"I will." She reassured him.

They relaxed again, settling against each other. Enjoying the quiet. Sansa smirked and edged closer; noting this, Lancel also smirked and they soon kissed, losing themselves in the moment. That was, until they heard the footsteps.

They sprang apart but it was too late. The person there was already standing in front of them. Even before seeing them Sansa knew who it was. She hadn't heard a thing until the person was right there in front of them, and likely wanted to be heard.

There was only person she knew who was so stealthy.

"A-Arya..." She stammered.

Her sister was indeed the person standing there, eyebrow raised as she looked from Sansa to Lancel.

Sansa cursed her luck, of all people to find it, it had to be her sister.

"Sansa…?" Arya spoke up, her voice surprisingly calm. "What's going on?"

Sansa bit her lip, feeling her face heat up. She should have known this would happen, of all people, it would be Arya.

Lancel shifted uncomfortably. "We, we were just..."

Arya turned to him, her face surprisingly calm. "Playing tonsil hockey?"

"Don't...call it that." Sansa hissed, now positive she was blushing.

Arya just rolled her eyes. Sansa had to admire her restraint, she knew Arya didn't like Lancel, she didn't like any of Joffrey's group. Yet she wasn't getting in Lancel's face, or threatening him, yet.

"We...Arya, please, just, try to listen and don't say anything to anyone else, okay." Sansa told her.

She then revealed the truth, about her and Lancel dating. Lancel spoke to, doing his best to try and convince the younger Stark girl of his sincerity. He had to admit, he was actually scared of her. While her short and skinny frame didn't grant her much strength, she made up for it by being quick.

Finally, after what felt like an age, Arya shrugged. "Well, I can't say I'm really surprised. I don't like it but, I'll keep quiet, if that's really what you want."

"Arya?"

"I won't deny, I'm still not to sure about him." She remarked before facing Lancel. "But you do try to change and you and Sansa are pretty much the same, just different genders so, not really surprising I guess."

They shared an incredulous look at that, but Arya simply shrugged again and left; no doubt heading for her fencing lesson.

Meanwhile, all Sansa and Lancel could think about was their lucky escape that had just occurred before their eyes.


End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.