Game of Thrones: Fading Scars
Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 2
Gendry shifted awkwardly in his seat as he sat in the dining room of the Baratheon Mansion. He was seated with the Baratheon family, ready to attend dinner. He had done his best to dress up well, despite his limited options. He glanced around, concerned, knowing his presence wasn't exactly welcome. He was, after all, Robert's illegitimate son, a reminder of Robert's infidelity. Not only that, he wasn't the only one, that much he knew, although he knew nothing about the others, not even how many there were.
The only thing I know for certain is I'm the second oldest of them…There's one older than me, a girl living in the Vale.' He noted to himself. 'That's it, that's all I know about these other…half-siblings of mine I guess they are.'
He shook his head and looked around again; noting the expressions of the others present, Robert, his wife and children. Forty-three year old Robert Baratheon was jovial and as friendly as ever; while he was his father, Gendry never could call him such; it just didn't feel right to him. As a result he was always formal and correct with him. It was from Robert Gendry inherited his black hair and blue eyes. Robert's wife, in contrast was forty-two year old Cersei, a woman with long blonde hair and green eyes, traits which had passed on to the three children.
The first of the trio was nineteen year old Joffrey; while Cersei, if angered by Gendry's presence, kept a neutral expression, Joffrey did not. Joffrey was sneering and acting smug, except when he looked directly at Gendry, in which case he glared at him.
But Gendry wasn't perturbed; he knew that was just Joffrey. The other two children didn't seem to mind his presence however; both smiling and wanting to include him in their conversations. The other two were seventeen year old Myrcella, the only daughter, and sixteen year old Tommen. They weren't the only ones present however, also present was Robert's brother's forty-two year old Stannis and forty year old Renly and with them, Stannis' wife and daughter, forty-one year old Selyse and sixteen year old Shireen.
Shireen had inherited her father's black hair, blue eyes, firm jaw and her mother's prominent ears; she also bore mottled grey scars from a bout of the Greyscale virus.
Yet Gendry always, whenever he spoke to her, found her polite and very clever for her age. It was soon time for dinner and Cersei smiled politely towards Gendry, something he took as a good sign, she was at least doing her utmost to be civil. He must have left a good impression when they met at the garage.
"I'm glad you could join us Gendry." She said calmly.
Gendry smiled politely back. "Thank you ma'am, it's, it's nice to be here."
The others, he noticed had varying reactions, from neutral to happy to curious. Only Joffrey and Selyse showed any anger of disdain at his presence.
The dinner began well enough, a few of those present made small talk with each other. Gendry passed time talking with Shireen, Myrcella and Tommen who were seated near him. As they ate, Gendry found himself relaxing slightly, things seemed to be a little easier. It was after the first course that Robert spoke to the children.
"So, how is everyone, how's love been treating you all?"
The brought a shy smile and blush to Shireen's face as she replied first.
"Very good, Uncle Robert." She said softly. "I…I have a boyfriend, Rickon Stark."
That brought a smile to Robert's face. "Rickon, Ned's youngest boy, he's a good lad, good for you Shireen."
Gendry smiled too; he knew Rickon, Arya's youngest brother, quite well. He was surprised, personality wise he and Shireen were opposites, he guessed opposites really did attract. Selyse on the other hand wasn't happy upon hearing her daughter's confession.
'How dare she, go with that…boy, he'll lead her to hell, him and his wild sinful ways' She thought angrily.
Oblivious to Selyse's anger Myrcella then spoke up.
"I'm really happy too, dad. Trystane is being amazing, he treats me well. His family seems more at ease with me." She remarked before adding happily. "Not only that; Arianne promised me we'd go shopping with her cousins."
The others smiled at that, knowing that relations between the Martells and Baratheon and Lannister families were not the best. Nobody else had anything really to add, Tommen and Joffrey were both still single.
Yet Robert then turned to Gendry. "What about you Gendry?"
Gendry was startled but then smiled happily. "Arya and I are very happy together, never better in fact."
Robert grinned at that and Gendry began to feel that maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
After dinner Joffrey shook his head, almost rolling his eyes in disgust.
'Gods, my sister and cousin are dating some truly disgusting people.' He thought in disgust. 'I mean seriously, they don't have any class at all, unlike me. Cella is dating a Martell, their woman are already known to be sluts. She'll more than likely become one, probably is one already.'
He glared at Myrcella, clad in her short mid-thigh length pink spaghetti strap dress.
He shook his head. 'How inappropriate; she's probably already sucking that Trystane loser's dick; maybe his brother too. Ugh, and Shireen's dating and probably fucking that wild boy Rickon Stark too…Disgusting.'
He shook his head, dismayed at the horrible life choices they had made for themselves. It lowered the reputation of the whole family after all.
He then considered their guest, Gendry. 'That no name loser, don't know why father invited him here. Gods, he's terrible too; dating Arya Stark of all people. You'd think even he would be disgusted by the ugly Stark girl with boyish hair and boyish clothes.'
Shaking his head he finished his drink and decided to leave the room. Dinner was over anyway and everyone was just talking about boring stuff. As he stepped out into the hall he spotted his father and that Gendry who was getting ready to leave."
"Well, thank you for a lovely evening Mr. Baratheon." Gendry was saying politely.
Robert laughed and to Joffrey's surprise, embraced the young man. "Gendry, enough of that son, we've been through this, you can call me dad."
Joffrey froze, horrified, surely he had heard wrong. He couldn't believe it, there was no way he could possibly be related to someone like…that.
Gendry sighed as he stood up in his room back home. The dinner had gone better than he expected. He began to get changed, he still felt out of place in the clothes he was wearing. He had just removed his shirt when there was a knock and his bedroom door opened.
"Gendry I…" His mother Alyssa began as entered.
He turned. "Mum…"
Alyssa froze, her eyes widening as her gaze dropped to Gendry's stomach and the rather noticeable, vertical scar running down it. Gendry bit his lip, knowing what she was thinking. She was remembering how he got the scar, remembering that terrible time fourteen years ago.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.