Game of Thrones: The New Stark
Chapter 6 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 6
Sansa took a moment to compose herself; she had to make sure she was ready. She was on a mission after all; something she had to do. It was true, just like her mother, she had been doubtful about Arya and Gendry marrying. It was not without shame that she admitted she had unfairly judged him, simply due to his birth. Then came him being knighted, as well as the fact that he and Arya were clearly so much in love Arya was willing to abandon them, the Stark name and go on the run, just to be with him.
'Thankfully, that turned out not to be necessary.' She reminded herself. 'But mother and I both felt wary; afraid for Arya...'
Yet now, having watched them carefully ever since their marriage and especially now that Arya was with child, Sansa couldn't help but note Gendry's behaviour.
She smiled warmly. 'His dedication to her is beyond doubt, he is good for her. He tempers her wildness, gives her purpose and direction and she in turn, brings out the best in him too.'
So, still smiling; she reached the sparring yard where Gendry was training and approached him.
"Gendry, can I talk to you a moment?"
Turning, startled he nevertheless nodded and spoke politely. "Of course, M'lady."
She paused for a moment, trying to think how to word what she wanted to say, then finally, she decided.
"I just wanted to say, all the...difficulties I've caused you, my suspicions, the things I've said. I'm, so sorry...I was wrong and I..." She found herself stammering.
But Gendry just smiled. "You were worried for Arya, I understand, it's alright."
She smiled at that, relieved; things were now hopefully better between them.
Catelyn smiled; finally, after so long in Winterfell; she was finally feeling used to the Godswood. She stood near the Heart Tree, enjoying the peace. Her mind however was on something else; she had been considering how much her opinion of Gendry had changed lately. She had been surprised; after first meeting him, to learn of his blood; the last thing she expected was him to be one of Robert Baratheon's bastard sons; it was no secret Robert had a lot of bastard children, male and female.
'But still; to think one of them would fall in love with my younger daughter…and for her to fall in love with him too.' She thought to herself. 'I never would have imagined it happening.'
Still lost in thought she left the Godswood and returned to the castle. As she entered the castle she saw Arya and Gendry in the yard, they were talking, although she was too far away to hear what was being said. Catelyn looked carefully at Gendry; she had seen at the time the similarities between the two.
It had been one of her driving fears when she discovered the love between him and Arya. But soon she realized, the black hair and blue eyes were the only similarity between Gendry and his father. Personality wise they could not be more different.
Even now she could see those differences plain as day; differences that she felt were really important. She noted for instance, despite all the ladies and serving girls passing through the yard, Gendry's gaze did not stray from Arya, like Robert's would have.
He looked at her with such tenderness and love, she realized Arya was right. She recognized the look on Gendry's face anywhere; it was indeed the same way Ned had looked at her. He spoke to her politely and listened to what she said. Catelyn was close enough to hear them now; Arya let out a tired sigh.
"I'm tired." She said softly.
Gendry looked at her, smiling. "What do you want me to do?"
"Carry me back to the castle." She replied simply.
"As M'lady commands."
With that joke and Arya hitting his chest; Gendry lifted Arya up easily. He then carried her inside the castle. Catelyn smiled as she watched them head inside.
She lost herself in her thoughts again. 'I have been too harsh on them. But now I see that I was mistaken. Thankfully, they understand that now, so things can, I'm sure, get better.'
Smiling once more she also headed inside.
Later on in the day, as it was turning towards night, while a feast was being preparing, Robb finally seemed to emerge from his talks with Stannis. As such the whole family found themselves gathered in Robb's solar, waiting for the news. Robb observed them all carefully; his gaze finally resting on Rickon, who as usual, was restless.
"Well, Stannis and I have decided; we've made our plans and..." He paused and then spoke. "Rickon."
The boy tensed, even before Robb spoke, he knew what was coming; it had to be just as Bran said.
Sure enough, Robb revealed. "You will be marrying Princess Shireen. So as to secure the union between our House and House Baratheon."
Rickon nodded, eyes narrowed. "Of course, but, shouldn't that be making it stronger, we're already connected to House Baratheon, aren't we."
Gendry shook his head at that. "Ah, no Rickon. Just because my father was King Robert doesn't make me a Baratheon, I was never even acknowledged so..."
Robb smiled and remarked. "Yet now, you are more than acknowledged, you are a Stark now."
Gendry grinned; nodding. Rickon shrugged but accepted things as they were. He didn't know Shireen that well, but from what he had seen and heard from her, it couldn't be that bad.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.