Game of Thrones: Life on Canvas

Chapter 5 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 5

Robb Stark smiled to himself as he returned home from work. It had been another productive day; one thing he could be sure of, working at the museum was never boring. As he entered the house he could hear the sound of the TV and headed through to the living room. The TV was indeed on, but those in the living room weren't watching it. The people in the living room were the younger of his two sisters, seventeen year old Arya Stark; the only one of Eddard and Catelyn Stark's children to take after their father in appearance.

Unlike most girls Arya wore her brown hair short, very short. She was currently making out with a young man of twenty-one with thick black hair and blue eyes, he was much taller than her and more muscular. It was her boyfriend, Gendry Waters. Supressing a smirk; Robb cleared his throat, getting their attention. They immediately parted, Gendry turning to look at him, suddenly nervous. Although he relaxed when he saw it was Robb. Arya was blushing yet still glared at Robb.

"What?" She snapped, clearly annoyed at being interrupted.

Robb merely grinned and replied. "If you've got the TV on, you should really watch it…before mum and dad catch the two of you like this."
Gendry bit his lip. "It's not like we were…"

"I know; but still, try to maintain some class." Robb replied.

Arya rolled her eyes. "Oh please, class is for someone like Sansa."

Laughing again Robb left, Arya and Gendry meanwhile sat themselves next to each other on the couch, watching TV.

As he headed upstairs Robb thought about the meeting he had with Myrcella that afternoon in the museum.

'It's been years since I last saw her. It was a real surprise, seeing her here of all places.' He thought to himself. 'She said she was working as an artist. Sounds interesting. Still, having not seen in her in years; it's amazing how much she's grown. She's become a very beautiful young woman.'

He realized what he had been thinking and quickly stopped himself.

He shook his head. 'Whoa there; it may be true, but I really shouldn't be thinking like that. Honestly…'

He was broken out of his thoughts by the doorbell; he smiled as he quickly got changed into more comfortable, casual clothing. He knew they had guests coming for dinner; Gendry was already here. That meant that the person at the door was either his brother, Bran's girlfriend Meera Reed, or his sister, Sansa's boyfriend, Podrick Payne. Robb's smile wavered slightly; he was the eldest of his five siblings, with Sansa being nineteen and Bran sixteen. Yet unlike his siblings he hadn't had much luck with his relationships.

True Sansa had that terrible relationship with Joffrey Baratheon, but now she was dating Podrick and was much happier. Robb had so far had three failed relationships; only one of them, to his second girlfriend, Talisa Maegyr, had ended amicably, with them remaining friends. Shaking his head he tried hard not to let this get him down. He quickly headed downstairs to join the rest of the family.

Robb was soon sat at the dinner table with his parents, his siblings and his siblings loved ones. This included Gendry, who appeared to be playing footsie with Arya under the table. The others were Podrick; the same age as Sansa, shy and nervous as ever, and Meera, twenty year old; relaxed and casual, much as she always was. Robb smiled; while for some the age gap between Arya and Gendry, and Bran and Meera, caused some raised eyebrows; the family was just happy they had someone to be happy with. The love between both couple was clear after all, so they saw no problem with it.

There had been some wariness at first, but that had been expected. What mattered most to the family, mostly the couples, was everything was alright now. The family were all talking about their day; mostly Arya complaining about school as usual.

"So, Robb, how was your day?" His father asked with a smile.

Robb smiled back and decided to tell them. "Good, everything was good. Oh, I met someone in the museum, someone I've not seen in years. Myrcella Baratheon."

There were gasps from the family before Robb found himself bombarded with questions. He answered as best he could, explaining about what Myrcella had told him about her living in the North, her dreams of being an artist and of course, what she had been doing in the museum.

The family all seemed surprised and even concerned; especially when Sansa spoke up.

"I heard Myrcella was living here, she was living alone I heard."

Robb started at that. "Alone?"

Sansa nodded. "Yeah, apparently she's staying in an apartment in the South-East side of Wintertown."

There were murmurs from that and Robb bit his lip. 'That's not a good neighbourhood, why would she stay there of all places?'

Finally Catelyn spoke. "Oh, that poor girl, living in a place like that, I just wish there was something we could do to help her."

"That's a nice idea mum." Sansa replied.

Robb smiled and nodded; as they began discussing various ways in which they hoped to help Myrcella. There was however one problem.

Robb pointed it out. "The reason Myrcella moved here was to be…independent. It's a nice thought, but she'll appreciate it I'm sure but…She might not accept it, on those grounds."

However he agreed with his family when they all remarked that they still had to try. Dinner continued as they wondered what else they could to help Myrcella.

It was later in the evening; dinner was over and the various couples were relaxing together at different parts of the house. Rickon was up in his room playing video games, Robb meanwhile was seated in his room, lost in thought. He was thinking about his most recent failed relationship with Jeyne Westerling.

'I just don't understand it, how could things have fallen apart so easily.' He pondered sadly. 'Ugh, maybe things weren't meant to be, but still; for it happen like this.'

Just like his first failed relationship with Roslin Frey, his relationship with Jeyne ended after a long time of them arguing, until finally, neither of them could stand it anymore.

He shook his head. 'All I want is a simple, stable, loving relationship, like my siblings…How can it be so difficult?'

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