Jon knelt down beside her bed, and watched her as the sunrise behind her slowly came up. He put his head down on the bed.
Dany's sleepy voice- barely awake- her fingers ran through his hair, "What is it, my love?"
Jon's head stayed down before he answered, "Nothing, go back to sleep."
He couldn't bear to look at her when he lied, he wouldn't be able to keep this a secret from her for too long- Jon had never been a good liar.
Especially to those he loved.
Arya's POV
It had been a few days since the feast and while most of the cast was only just waking up, Arya was already outside waiting for Brienne of Tarth to join her. Every morning they trained, most of her duels against the knight, some against Podrick- for his education of course. Most mornings they trained in comfortable silence, grunts or small comments about improvements, but it was always too early for idle chit chat. This training session was no different and she began with Brienne- then would move on to Podrick, and then go back with Brienne.
While she was dueling against Podrick, who almost never got a hit in, she saw Gendry standing above the courtyard- looking down from the balcony. She got distracted and Podrick landed a hit. Arya couldn't let that go unpunished so she swung back and tapped him several times over before looking back up at Gendry.
"I'm done for today, Brienne." Arya was sheathing Needle as she said it, not turning around- she continued.
Brienne called after her, "Are you sure my Lady?" Arya ignored her, walking up the steps towards Gendry. She walked towards him and stood her ground. Arya decided she would not be the first to speak, so they stood in silence just looking at the other for what seemed like a very long time. Finally he opened his mouth with a smirk, "Are you sure you don't want to continue, m'lady?"
He knew it irritated her when he called her a lady. "Don't call me that."
"Of course. M'lady…." He laughed as she punched him in the arm.
"What happened after they took you? How are you alive How are you here?" Arya questioned him. She enjoyed having him here. Even though this was the first time they talked since the day she saw him at the gates, it was comforting to know he was here, safe.
"After they took me, I thought I would die, but i was set free. I then worked in Kings Landing as a blacksmith- a while back Ser Davos came to me and I offered my service to the King. He accepted and after a while we came up here- that's the short story." Gendry waved his hand, as if to say there was a lot more to that story than what he was saying.
"I went up to the wa-" His sentence was cut short by the screech of one of the Queens dragons, the black and red one. He was flying away from Winterfell, and it looked like there was something… no someone on his back. The Queen was riding her dragon… Away from Winterfell?
I know it's super short and not a lot between gendry/arya but I needed a filler chapter and I thought these two were due for a reunion.