A/N: Hey guys, so here is chapter 2. Thank you for your lovely reviews and to all my new followers :) hope you enjoy it!
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Arya could not believe what she was seeing. He was here, in front of her. She was so stunned she had to rub her eyes a couple of times to make sure she wasn't seeing things. Ned had faint smile playing on his lips. Arya, still dumbstruck, asked "Is it really you?" Gendry nodded. After all this time he couldn't even bring himself to talk to her. Stupid bull-headed boy! Apart from he wasn't a boy any longer. He had grown taller and more muscular. His eyes and hair were the same though. There was no change in them. Arya swallowed a lump in her throat that she had not realised was there. Ned, slightly awkwardly, said "I will leave you two to talk..." Though Arya will probably shout.
Gendry stared at the floor. Arya was stood across from him, arms folded protectively across herself. Her piercing grey eyes were boring into him, she needed to know what had happened. "So are you going to talk to me or stare at the floor? It's your choice." She asked fiercely. Gendry took a deep breath.
"Arya, I mean m'lady, I can't...I don't...I'm not sure where to start, so much has happened and there is lots that I wish to tell you, but as I said, I don't know where to begin." He looked at her when he said this, but only briefly, his gaze had already been dropped when he'd finished.
"Well, the beginning is always a good place...and don't call me m'lady!" She replied sarcastically. She could not help feeling slightly angry at Gendry, after all this time she had heard nothing of him and now he just turns up! Without a word!
"Right, yes, umm...well, after we escaped Harrenhal...I err...went back to Kingslanding. I was hoping that I might be able to get my place back at my old masters forge. Turns out that was not going to happen. After a 5 years of or so of living on the streets, trying my hardest to make a living, I was taken to the Red Keep. Taken to the King. It was there that I was told everything. Jaimie and Cersei Lannister committed incest and I am King Roberts bastard. I have a better claim to the throne than Joffrey has. If the Lannisters found out about me, I'd be killed in my sleep. That was why I was sent here, Lord Stark is the only man that the King trusts. When the time comes, I will be legitimised and claim the Iron Throne, apparently..." He sighed after he said all that, and Arya stared at him like she was seeing him for the first time. She couldn't help herself, she walked up to him and threw her arms round his waist "Oh Gendry...I'm so, so, so sorry." After a moments hesitation, he placed his arms round her comfortingly.
Arya asked Gendry where he wished to sleep. She said that he would be most welcome in the castle, but he refused. He would feel more comfortable in the forge, if that was ok with Mikken. Arya nodded, she was sure it would be. For tonight at least. She escorted him to the forge. When they got there she bade him goodnight. "Goodnight, Gendry, and thank you." She turned to leave.
"For what?" Gendry asked, slightly confused.
"For coming back..." She smiled at him, turned and ran off in the night. Gendry, dazed, stood there like the stupid bull-headed boy he was.
A/N: Sorry this is a sort chapter guys. I just wanted to get all the important details in. Please review and stuff. Much love to you all. Saffie x P.S. please keep reading, also does anyone fancy making a cover, I'm awful at it. If you do please PM me. :)