Game of Thrones: Not So Different – Arya
Chapter 15 of my Game of Thrones collaboration with Marina Ka-Fai, enjoy.
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Chapter 15
Arya pondered for a moment, preparing herself, wondering how to approach this upcoming situation. Standing next to her, Gendry smiled softly, taking her hand.
"Hey, it's gonna be fine." He told her gently.
Arya rolled her eyes. "We don't know that."
He just laughed and she sighed; giving in and smiling too. They approached the house, getting ready to enter. While the family already knew Gendry, Arya knew it was only right, now that they were dating, that she introduce him to the family; as her boyfriend. Entering the house and heading through they soon found all the family in the living room. They were talking quietly amongst themselves and, Arya noticed, looked anxious about something.
That put her on guard. 'Maybe this isn't a good time, maybe I should...'
But those thoughts were quickly pushed from her mind by her mother looking up and spotting them.
"Arya, Gendry?"
The others all turned their attention to them and Arya swallowed nervously. She looked over at Gendry; he nodded and she felt her old calm, her old confidence returning. She just hoped, after all she'd been through, that the day would soon come when her confidence would come back on it's own, without any help.
Nevertheless she focused on the matter at hand and spoke clearly.
"I...We need to talk to you guys." She paused. "Gendry and I, well..."
She saw their expectant faces and realized. She might have guessed. That just made it easier she realized and she smiled.
"Gendry and I are dating now...We, we just confirmed our relationship today, a few hours ago." She explained.
Gendry nodded; also confirming it. "Yeah. We figured we'd come round, tell you all...let you know and, well..."
They all laughed and finally Ned spoke. "Relax both of you. We expected this and we're happy for you both."
The others all nodded and Arya and Gendry quickly sat down, joining them.
'It feels good, getting that over and done with; now we can be happy again...' Arya thought to herself; but paused. 'Unless, what was it that had them so worked up, should I ask?'
In the end her curiosity won out.
"Yeah; it's great; I'm glad you're all happy for me...But I need to know; what's going on?" She asked at last.
There was a pause, a look of unease came over them all and her mother then spoke.
"Arya, we shouldn't..."
She shook her head. "Just tell me; something's bothering you. When I saw that, I thought my announcement should wait. But you called us in. If it's important, shouldn't we talk about it..."
A sudden thought occurred to her. "Is it, about me ending up in the Institute?"
The looks on their faces confirmed it and Arya tensed; unsure what to expect; but determined to hear things out.
Finally, with a shaky sigh; Sansa spoke.
"Arya, I know who it was, I know who drove us against one another; who tried to break our family. Who nearly led you to..." She revealed; hesitating before the end.
Arya tried to remain firm. "Go on."
The words struck Arya to her core.
"It was Petyr Baelish."
She froze, eyes wide and then almost all at once; she felt overwhelmed by her emotions.
"That...bastard, he...I should've known, it...it..." She burst out.
Gendry quickly pulled her close. "Arry, Arry please, calm down; it's alright."
Realizing what was happening she nodded and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
Sansa shook her head. "Arya, I'm so sorry, I should have..."
"Don't, Sansa." Arya replied. "Don't. He's the only one to blame...Dad, can we...do something?"
Her father sighed. "We can take legal action; you're the one most affected, so you're the one we were waiting to ask about this; it's your call."
"We'll do it; I want him to pay for what he's done." Arya replied at once.
Her father nodded and went to make the call. Despite their disagreements in the past, he was going to call someone specific. Someone in the police force who could actually be trusted to carry out this investigation.
It had been Sansa who reassured them that such a call would work; having heard it from Lancel. While Ned was sceptical, he nevertheless agreed on the grounds that said person had good results in their work, good enough to be trusted with something like this.
So it was he called Jaime Lannister.
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