Game of Thrones: Unwanted Attention
Chapter 5 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 5
Sansa bit her lip as she prepared herself for the upcoming meeting. She had to admit, she was impressed by how modest Lancel's family home was. But then, it was to be expected, amongst all the Lannisters, Kevan and Dorna were known for being discrete.
'Well, here I go...' She told herself.
Trying to stay encouraged she approached the door, taking a moment to smooth down her dress. She had tried to make sure she looked good; wanting to make a favourable first impression. Taking a deep breath she knocked on the door. Lancel answered fairly quickly and smiled when he saw her.
"Hey, wow, you look…?" He gasped.
She smiled at that. "Thanks...you look amazing too."
While dressed in more casual clothes than she was, he still looked smart and very presentable. Letting her inside, Lancel spoke.
"I told mum you'd be around for dinner. I...I've not said anything about us, dating yet." He explained.
Sansa nodded. "I...let's not do that just yet, let's at least get them used to us being around each other."
"Agreed."
So, after briefly clasping hands, taking a moment to try and feed each other strength, they headed through to the living room.
Her eyes immediately took note of the other five people in the room. She recognized Kevan Lannister immediately, aside from Lancel, he was the only member of this branch of the Lannister family she had met.
A demure woman sat by his side; she wasn't too old, but not young either, yet she bore her age gracefully and she matched up so well with Lancel's description of her, she had no doubt in identifying the woman as Dorna Lannister.
The remaining two boys she knew by sight, although not to talk to. Both fourteen, with blonde hair and green eyes, practically identical, they were the twins, Martyn and Willem Lannister. As always, there were subtle differences to tell them apart, such as Willem's hair being longer and messier, while Martyn wore his short and neat.
Their personalities were opposites too, Willem being outgoing, fiery and fond of gaming, Martyn was shy, introverted and more of a bookworm.
The final person Sansa saw was a girl of four, sitting on the floor at the twins feet, playing with dolls. Her blonde hair was long, yet neatly pulled back in a braid and her green eyes shone with playfulness, even as she stopped with her dolls and looked up.
Aware of the eyes on them, Lancel cleared his throat.
"Mum, dad..." He began. "This is, Sansa...Sansa Stark."
Sansa smiled warmly. "Hello."
They all greeted her politely, much to her relief and soon Dorna stood up and approached her.
"Welcome to our home, Sansa. We're so glad to have you over for dinner." She said politely.
Sansa couldn't help but smile happily; they knew who she was, who her family was. They knew about the issues between their families. Yet they treated her the same way she'd heard they'd treat any other guest and for that, she was grateful.
It wasn't too long afterwards that they were all seated around the dinner table, enjoying their meal. Sansa couldn't help but admire how much of a doting big brother Lancel was to his little sister. While Janei sat patiently, smiling, Lancel working on cutting up her meat into edible bites for her.
"So, Sansa, how long have you and Lancel known each other?" Kevan suddenly asked her.
Sansa smiled softly. "A few years now actually, although, we only really became friends at the end of last year."
It wasn't a complete lie, but nor was it the exact truth.
Dorna then queried. "Do you have any classes together?"
"Three, actually. "Lancel replied.
Sansa nodded. "Yeah, History, Chemistry and...Literature."
Both Kevan and Dorna smiled at that and Sansa couldn't help but feel relaxed at last. Hopefully this wouldn't be so bad, perhaps the truth could come out soon, just, not tonight.
What she didn't know however was, their furtive actions, constantly glancing at each other and the way they spoke about each other hadn't gone unnoticed by Kevan or Dorna. They both shared a look, they knew Lancel well enough to understand; they guessed about them dating, but did not press the issue, while secretly they were thrilled for Lancel to have found someone. After dinner, Sansa couldn't help but laugh as she watched Martyn and Willem discussing the finer points of gaming together.
'They're like Bran and Rickon when they get started.' She couldn't help but reflect. 'Gods, it's funny, Lancel and I are indeed similar, even in our families, loving parents, the same number of younger siblings, both with two younger brothers and a younger sister...'
She was distracted from her thoughts by a small hand tugging her own. She turned to smile at Janei who now stood next to her.
"Sansa, wanna play dolls with me, please?" She asked, smiling widely.
Sansa laughed softly. "Of course Janei."
She let the little girl lead the way, Lancel grinned as he watched them, relieved that things had gone so well.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
