Game of Thrones: Life on Canvas

Chapter 9 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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

Chapter 9

Myrcella suppressed a shudder as she pulled on her work uniform again. Despite her recent success she was called into work at the bar, her income wasn't steady enough yet for her to refuse. She looked over at Jeyne and Talisa; Jeyne looked more relaxed than usual, as she had heard her boyfriend would be coming into the bar tonight.

That meant she would be safe from the men's wandering hands. Myrcella bit her lip as she looked over at Talisa; blushing slightly. She felt awkward, as she was still having those strange thoughts about Robb; but she couldn't talk about them. Especially not with Talisa who was Robb's ex. Biting her lip she fretted about her situation.

'What is wrong with me, I keep thinking about Robb.' She thought to herself. 'I…This isn't normal; I feel like I'm, do I…?'

She remembered having a crush on Robb Stark when she was younger, a silly little girl crush. Yet now, now she felt similar to how she felt back then. However unlike before, it was more mature now, as if she was actually having a proper crush on him.

Myrcella cringed. 'Ugh, it can't be that. Surely not; if it does then; oh that's going to be awkward.'

She glanced again at Talisa, wondering what she would think if she knew.

"Cella, you okay?" Jeyne asked suddenly.

Myrcella jumped but then smiled. "Y-yeah, I'm fine…Well, let's do this."

The other two nodded and, preparing themselves, they headed out to begin work.

Robb sighed as he stopped outside the bar with Theon.

"Theon, I don't know about this." He muttered. "This place isn't exactly, pleasant."

Theon shook his head. "Robb, lighten up, this place is just like any other bar really. Besides, you need to loosen up. You've been working so hard, this'll help relax you."

Robb merely shook his head. But he offered no further complaint; he knew Theon wasn't to be dissuaded. So they entered the bar, immediately being overwhelmed by the typical scents and noise of the bar. They walked over to one of booths near the back wall and sat down.

"I don't get why you come in here so often. There are many more respectable bars around." Robb remarked.

Theon sighed and then admitted. "Even though she could easily get any job she wanted…Jeyne still works here; I come here to make sure none of these guys get any ideas."

Robb smiled lightly. "That's actually quite impressive; you should really let that caring side of yours show more often."

"Gods forbid; Robb, think of my reputation." Theon joked in response.

Robb also smirked at that; unaware that a familiar figure was approaching.

"What can I get you to drink?" The girl asked.

They turned to order and Robb froze, recognizing her. "Myrcella?"

She started and then saw him.

"Robb." She gasped, eyes widening.

There was a lengthy pause which Theon then broke.

"Well, this looks awkward."

Of all the places to meet Myrcella, this was the last Robb thought he would; especially since her clothing and question indicated she was working here.

Myrcella felt the heat radiating out of her face; she couldn't believe what had happened. This was the last place she thought she'd meet Robb, the last she wanted to meet him. Not only the embarrassment of wearing her revealing uniform, but her surroundings, circumstances, she never wanted Robb to see any of this.

'Gods, this is bad, what's he going to say to me?' She fretted. 'Why is he even here, oh wait, he's friends with Theon. Theon came to see Jeyne; he must have brought Robb along.'

She glanced over at where Talisa was working; wondering if she had seen Robb here yet. Despite having broken up, they were still friends after all. Yet she gave no indication of it. Myrcella had served Robb and Theon their drinks, but she quickly left, before Robb could try and talk to her. She tried to continue her work and prayed she wouldn't have to go back over to them.

She continued to work, praying that things would be over soon. She needed to get away from here, especially since, now Robb was in, she couldn't help but glance over at him. Her thoughts kept going back to him and her strange feelings.

'I have to stop this; focus Myrcella, focus.' She told herself firmly. 'Wait, what the fuck!?'

She had been distracted so hadn't noticed at first. Yet now she was aware of the hand that had slid under her skirt, squeezing her butt.

She frowned and jerked away; glaring at the man responsible.

"Stop that!" She snapped.

The man merely smiled. "What; just being friendly, giving you want you want."

She was about to leave when he grabbed her arm and pulled her close, once more sliding his hand under her skirt. She felt another hand on her left breast.

"Being dressed like that, clearly wanting attention, well now you're getting it." The man growled with a smirk.

She struggled but the man was too strong. 'Fuck, what is this; where's the bouncers, I'm stuck here.'

Then, salvation arrived. "Hey!"

The man glared but Myrcella turned her head and was suddenly pleased to see Robb standing there, glaring. Theon was just behind him.

"Let her go you creep." Robb growled.

The man scoffed. "Why, just giving her…"

Robb stepped forwards, his eyes narrowing. "She doesn't want anything like this. Now let her go."

The man laughed and continued to grope Myrcella; prompting Robb to come forwards and, effortlessly, free her.

"Enough; is nobody going to remove this pig." Robb called out.

Finally the bouncers arrived and removed the man; Robb turned to Myrcella.
"Are you alright?"

She nodded, catching her breath. "I am now…thank you."

He nodded; smiling, relieved.

Myrcella let out a relieved sigh as she finally pulled her regular clothes back on. She had to wait behind to inform the owner of what had happened. As such Jeyne and Talisa already left, Jeyne leaving with Theon. She exited the bar nervously, wondering if that creep was lurking around, waiting for her. To her surprise she found Robb waiting for her outside. He smiled lightly and approached her.

"Hey, I…I was worried; would you like me to walk you home?" He offered politely.

She smiled and accepted, relieved. They began walking; Myrcella knew there was no way around it, Robb knew about her job, he might as well know the whole story.

"Myrcella, why, why were you working there?"

She sighed, knowing he'd ask. "I…I don't really have a choice, there's no other job I can get. My art doesn't bring in that much money yet. I need that job to make ends meet."

Robb looked horrified and that horror grew even worse when they arrived at her apartment. He couldn't believe it when she saw where she had to live.

"Myrcella…"

She turned to face him, biting her lip. "It's alright; I'm used to it by now. Anyway I um…Thank you."

Then, suddenly, without thinking, she pulled him close and kissed him. Realizing what she was doing she backed off, blushing.

"Sorry, I um…" She stammered.

Unable to bear it she quickly headed inside the apartment, closing the door. Robb was stunned, when he left, his mind was whirling, yet the feeling of her kiss lingered on his lips.

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