"You can't go out into fleabottom on your own. It isn't safe!" Jon argued. Gendry rolled his eyes and continued to dress himself in the less than kingly rags he wore when he wanted to smith for a while. Gendry had decided to go out and see Bravos without soldiers. Jon however was insistent he shouldn't. "If you get killed who's to rule in your stead? Hmmm? Your hand, Tyrion? Or maybe combine six kingdoms including the westerlands." Jon suggested.
Gendry had about enough of theur disagreement. "What if I take Nymeria with me? She won't let anything bad happen to me. Besides, the people here don't know what I look like, not really. After a long morning of negotiations with that Sealord, I need an afternoon all to myself and how many times will I get to see a city as great Bravos?" Gendry countered. Jon shook his head and threw up his hands in surrender.
When Nymeria saw Gendry her tail began to perk up. She never wagged it for him though. She missed Arya to, that was for certain. Gendry opened the gate and Nymeria walked out calmly, probably expecting to be fed.
Gendry motioned for the direwolf to follow and he could see her get excited. He bent down to her eye level and explained this trip's rules,"Don't go running off. You stay by my side and behave! You might just get a fresh bird or two." Gendry explained as he stroked her grey fur.
The minute they were out of the quiet palace and into the busy streets, both Gendry and Nymeria were turning their heads, trying to take in everything. It was unlike anything Gendry had seen. People were selling clams and exotic fruits Gendry had only ever heard about. He saw two expert sword duals. The buildings he saw had architecture far greater than that of Kings Landing.
After buying and tasting two figs he had never heard of, Gendry headed to the area of temples wanting to see their craftsmanship.
On the way past yet another dual, Nymeria nudged Gendry. She must have picked up a scent. He let the direwolf lead the way towards the match. Gendry saw nothing of importance but Nymeria must have for she was watching intently.
One of the swordsman was a large man in old and unfit armor, while the other was a short and lean man wearing only his riding leathers. Gendry couldn't get a good look at either of the men. The large one swung his sword but was too slow and the little man then spun around and hit the large man in the bum with the flat of his blade teasing him. The large man swung and the small one blocked it. After repeating this dance several times, the smaller one grew bored and twisted his sword around the man in armor's blade, knocking it from his hand as he kicked him back putting the tip of his blade at the large man's throat.
The dual was over and the little man helped the large one up. It wasn't until the match was over and the man running the bets started speaking in the common tongue that Gendry realized his mistake. The man announced the winner as Cat of the Canals, a girl. Gendry's face was so surprised you would think it was his first time seeing a girl.
A dark man standing near Gendry put a hand on his shoulder, "I had the same look as you the first time I saw her fight. Pretty as a whore, but brave as a man." Gendry couldn't respond but attempted to move through the crowd.
He got just to the shaded booth before Nymeria took off running toward the girl known as Cat. Gendry only saw a few seconds of teh two together but that was all he needed. Nymeria went right to Cat's side and after the girl stroked the wolf's head, the girl gave Nymeria a dismissive hand motion. What shocked Gendry was that the direwolf responded immediatly and without question! Nymeria would only take orders like that from one person, Arya.
Gendry ran towards the girl as well only to find she had slipped out of the crowd and disappeared. Gendry grabbed the man she had been talking to, "Where does this Cat of the Canals live?" he demanded.
The man thought a moment before putting his hand out for coins. Gendry paid him. "No one knows for certain however, she spends much time at Marchesa's brothel about three blocks down. You might find her there." the man replied.
Gendry wasted no time. He thanked the man and yelled to Nymeria before running off down the street. A brothel? What would Arya be doing in a brothel? She hated whores. Gendry's mind flashed back to the whore house they had stopped at with the Brotherhood. Gendry had tried to protect Arya by saying she was his sister. She asked one question and Gendry got angry. He winced when he remembered the harshness of his voice, "I'm too bloody lowborn to be kin to my lady high?" Gendry had yelled.
How stupid the argument had been. When Gendry found the brothel he took a deep breath before he knocked on the door.
Gendry had about enough of theur disagreement. "What if I take Nymeria with me? She won't let anything bad happen to me. Besides, the people here don't know what I look like, not really. After a long morning of negotiations with that Sealord, I need an afternoon all to myself and how many times will I get to see a city as great Bravos?" Gendry countered. Jon shook his head and threw up his hands in surrender.
When Nymeria saw Gendry her tail began to perk up. She never wagged it for him though. She missed Arya to, that was for certain. Gendry opened the gate and Nymeria walked out calmly, probably expecting to be fed.
Gendry motioned for the direwolf to follow and he could see her get excited. He bent down to her eye level and explained this trip's rules,"Don't go running off. You stay by my side and behave! You might just get a fresh bird or two." Gendry explained as he stroked her grey fur.
The minute they were out of the quiet palace and into the busy streets, both Gendry and Nymeria were turning their heads, trying to take in everything. It was unlike anything Gendry had seen. People were selling clams and exotic fruits Gendry had only ever heard about. He saw two expert sword duals. The buildings he saw had architecture far greater than that of Kings Landing.
After buying and tasting two figs he had never heard of, Gendry headed to the area of temples wanting to see their craftsmanship.
On the way past yet another dual, Nymeria nudged Gendry. She must have picked up a scent. He let the direwolf lead the way towards the match. Gendry saw nothing of importance but Nymeria must have for she was watching intently.
One of the swordsman was a large man in old and unfit armor, while the other was a short and lean man wearing only his riding leathers. Gendry couldn't get a good look at either of the men. The large one swung his sword but was too slow and the little man then spun around and hit the large man in the bum with the flat of his blade teasing him. The large man swung and the small one blocked it. After repeating this dance several times, the smaller one grew bored and twisted his sword around the man in armor's blade, knocking it from his hand as he kicked him back putting the tip of his blade at the large man's throat.
The dual was over and the little man helped the large one up. It wasn't until the match was over and the man running the bets started speaking in the common tongue that Gendry realized his mistake. The man announced the winner as Cat of the Canals, a girl. Gendry's face was so surprised you would think it was his first time seeing a girl.
A dark man standing near Gendry put a hand on his shoulder, "I had the same look as you the first time I saw her fight. Pretty as a whore, but brave as a man." Gendry couldn't respond but attempted to move through the crowd.
He got just to the shaded booth before Nymeria took off running toward the girl known as Cat. Gendry only saw a few seconds of teh two together but that was all he needed. Nymeria went right to Cat's side and after the girl stroked the wolf's head, the girl gave Nymeria a dismissive hand motion. What shocked Gendry was that the direwolf responded immediatly and without question! Nymeria would only take orders like that from one person, Arya.
Gendry ran towards the girl as well only to find she had slipped out of the crowd and disappeared. Gendry grabbed the man she had been talking to, "Where does this Cat of the Canals live?" he demanded.
The man thought a moment before putting his hand out for coins. Gendry paid him. "No one knows for certain however, she spends much time at Marchesa's brothel about three blocks down. You might find her there." the man replied.
Gendry wasted no time. He thanked the man and yelled to Nymeria before running off down the street. A brothel? What would Arya be doing in a brothel? She hated whores. Gendry's mind flashed back to the whore house they had stopped at with the Brotherhood. Gendry had tried to protect Arya by saying she was his sister. She asked one question and Gendry got angry. He winced when he remembered the harshness of his voice, "I'm too bloody lowborn to be kin to my lady high?" Gendry had yelled.
How stupid the argument had been. When Gendry found the brothel he took a deep breath before he knocked on the door.