Game of Thrones: The New Stark
Chapter 8 of my Game of Thrones story, just a short one this time, containing two small scenes, just to create a nice happy atmosphere for the next two chapters, which contain the last two important events for this story.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 8
Arya groaned as she sat on the edge of her bed.
"Urgh, Gods..." She muttered.
Noticing this immediately, Gendry moved over to her.
"Arry, are you…?" He began, worried.
She shook her head, groaning again. "I just feel so...heavy, my back is agony and my feet..."
Biting his lip, Gendry sat down next to her and gently embraced her. Unsure of what to do, the best he could accomplish was to at least try and comfort her.
"I honestly just feel so heavy and weak, and no wonder..." She muttered.
Gendry followed her gaze, down to her growing belly.
"I wish I could do more to help you." Gendry admitted sadly.
Arya just smiled however. "You are helping; you're tolerating me, especially at a moment like this."
Before Gendry could respond however, his eyes widened as he looked down at his hand, which he had moved over Arya's belly. Arya had jumped and now looked down too, the two of them shared a look of wonder at feeling their unborn child's first kick.
It was some time later that Robb found Gendry at the sparring yard. While he was clearly working on his sword technique, it was also clear he was distracted.
Having an idea why, Robb smiled and spoke. "Gendry..."
The young man started and turned to him. "I, Yo-My..."
Robb shook his head. "I know what you're about to say, don't. We're family, there's no need for titles."
"I, yes, of course. My apologies, I'm just, distracted." Gendry replied; trying to calm down.
Robb nodded. "I understand, I think I know what is troubling you. Arya and the baby, right?"
Gendry looked startled for a moment, but then nodded.
"Yes, I..." He began. "I just feel I should, be doing more to help. I also wish I was stronger, strong enough to protect them both, especially right now."
Robb shook his head. "Does Arya know this?"
He nodded. "Yes, she said I was worrying too much. I was worried she'd get angry when I spoke of protecting her. But, she seemed to understand, being pregnant makes it hard for her to fight."
"Arya is nothing if not pragmatic." Robb replied. "As you saw, we all support Arya; but that doesn't mean you have to handle your worries alone. We're family as I said, we all support you as well."
Gendry paused at that, but then smiled, relieved and happy. Once again, the Starks made him feel like he truly belonged.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.