Game of Thrones: Bonds of Family
Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 2
Sansa bit her lip; worried as she considered what she had heard.
'I can't believe it, Arya getting sick of all people.' She thought sadly. 'She's always so strong; it was like nothing could get her.'
Shaking her head she continued to reach her destination; the forge. She stepped inside; her eyes immediately seeking and finding the one she had come to find, Arya's betrothed, Ser Gendry. Ser Gendry was twenty years of age and rather tall and muscular; almost the polar opposite of Arya. He had thick shaggy black hair and striking blue eyes, much like his father Robert Baratheon; albeit none of King Robert's weaknesses.
He was working on repairing some armour while Mikken was busy forging a new sword. Mikken looked up and bowed when he saw her.
"Ah, my Lady, what a surprise; how may I assist you?" He said at once.
Sansa smiled. "I need to speak with Gendry, Mikken. It's urgent."
Gendry looked up and approached her. "What is it?"
"It's Arya." Sansa revealed, telling him about her sister's illness.
Gendry's eyes widened; Mikken merely nodded when he looked to him and Gendry quickly rushed to Arya's room. Sansa couldn't help but smile when she saw that. Meanwhile, Mordane made her way to the Lord's solar. She knocked and entered, inside Lord Eddard Stark and his wife Catelyn were talking. They looked up as Mordane entered.
"Septa?" Catelyn queried, curious as to her presence.
Mordane sighed. "I am sorry to trouble you my Lord, my Lady, but it is about Lady Arya. She is unwell, it looks bad. I've asked her to remain in bed."
Mordane described the symptoms she saw, Both Ned and Cat were shocked and horrified by this and quickly prepared to go and see their daughter, sending word to Maester Luwin too.
Arya groaned as she lay in bed; over the past few days she had felt strangely weak. Then, this morning, she had awoke to a burning feeling within her, sweating profusely, her limbs felt like lead and couldn't stop coughing.
'Urgh; how did this happen…I can't believe I'm, urgh this is terrible.' She thought groggily.
She couldn't believe she had ended up sick. She had been bracing herself, unsure what to expect when the door opened; but it turned out to be Septa Mordane. Despite Arya's wishes and restlessness, she reluctantly did as Mordane said and stayed in bed.
She sighed. 'Urgh, there's nothing to do, I'm stuck here and I…Urgh, Gods.'
She broke out coughing while wishing to brush her hair back. But her arms were too heavy and the sweat was beginning to sting her eyes. Just then the door opened again, Arya looked towards the door and a more pleasant warm feeling fluttered in her chest as she saw Gendry entering the room. Gendry saw her and immediately rushed to her side.
"Arry, I heard, are you…?"
Arya smiled. "It's good to…"
She broke off, coughing, Gendry immediately tried to help her. Arya waved him off.
"Arry…"
"Gendry; don't. I can take care of myself." She insisted.
Gendry shook his head. "Arry, you're sick."
She nodded, even though it made her head hurt. "Sick yes, not helpless."
Gendry sighed; sick or not, Arya was still as stubborn as ever.
He reacted quickly when he saw Arya was in fact trying to sit up.
"Whoa, Arry, no." He said; gently coaxing her back down.
She glared. "Gendry, I'm not…"
He smiled softly. "Helpless, I know, but you are sick and you do need help."
Arya sighed but relented a little, smiling. "Alright, alright…I suppose. You know seeing you does make me feel a little better."
Gendry grinned at that as he sat down next to her. He bit his lip however as he observed her, of course he still found her beautiful, but he could clearly see the signs of her illness. He sighed gently as he noted her flushed sweat drenched face. It certainly wouldn't be easy, but he wanted to care for her, despite her stubbornness.
He wanted to help her feel better and had to start small, so he gently picked up the small cloth he had in his pocket, thankfully a fresh one. Meanwhile Ned and Cat made their way to Arya's room, both were worried, Cat nearly frantic.
"Oh, my poor Arya, of all the things to happen." She muttered worriedly.
Ned gently took her hand. "Arya's a fighter Cat, she'll overcome this, it hopefully won't be anything that serious."
Catelyn nodded as they reached Arya's room and entered.
Almost immediately they smiled at the sight before them; Gendry was trying to clean the sweat off her forehead with a cloth. Arya was, despite the effort it required in her weakened state, pushing his hand away.
"Gendry, enough, I'm sick, not dying."
Gendry shook his head. "I just wanted to help."
She sighed. "Honestly, I…"
She broke into a coughing fit again, but still gestured Gendry away.
"Still your usual self, Arya, despite everything?" Ned asked.
Both Arya and Gendry turned, Gendry leapt to his feet.
"M'lord, M'lady." He gasped.
Arya shook her head. "Sit down Gendry, you're going to be family remember. Mother, father."
Catelyn smiled softly. "Hello Arya, we heard what happened; you really should let Gendry help. It'll make things easier for you, might help you recover faster."
Arya sighed but finally relented and Gendry finished cleaning her sweaty forehead.
"Thank you, but really, I'm alright." She insisted.
It was then however that Maester Luwin arrived. "We will see if that is the case, My Lady."
Arya sighed but nodded and allowed Luwin to examine her. Finally, Maester Luwin nodded.
"Yes, Septa Mordane's initial suspicions were correct." He remarked. "Lady Arya has contracted a fever; there are some medicines which will help, but truthfully, she needs rest and plenty of it."
Arya almost groaned as that of course meant staying stuck in bed; but she knew better than to question Maester Luwin, so she agreed.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.