A/N: Thank you so much for all the new followers and reviews I'm getting. It means a lot. This chapter is going to be from Gendrys POV. I hope you guys enjoy it. :)
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Gendry woke up with the comforting heat of the forge around him. Mikken, Winterfell's smith, didn't mind Gendry sleeping there. His accommodation was modest compared to the castle but he felt more at home. The bed provided was much like the one he had in Kingslanding when he worked for Tobho Mott. Lazily, he threw back the blanket on his bed and pulled on his leather tunic. Next, he pulled on his breeches and a pair of boots and headed to the door of the forge. He stepped out into the open air, to find a small amount of snow falling lightly. He rubbed his cheeks to try and get some colour into them and felt stubble growing there, he hadn't had the chance to shave in days.

As he wandered around Winterfell, some people gave him suspicious glances and muttered things under their breath. Others stopped and bowed to him. "Your Grace." They would say. Gendry would just smile and nod. Eventually he came across the courtyard, he presumed the lads training were Arya's brothers. He lent against a wooden stake that was helping hold a building and watched the boys train. Suddenly, he heard a voice he knew all to well come from behind him.
"Are you liking Winterfell?" Arya asked with a slightly judging tone. He couldn't say no as that would be lying, but the weather was hard, much like the people that came from the North.
"Yes, m'lady." He said. Arya punched in the arm.
"How many times, Gendry, do I have to tell you not to call me that?!" He smirked slightly and mumbled his apology.
"Arya, why are people calling me 'Your Grace'?" He asked. Arya laughed and explained that her father had probably told them to 'respect the heir to the iron throne' and that as far as their concerned they think you are already king. Gendry just stared at Arya, bewildered.
"C'mon, I want to show you something."

Arya led Gendry to the Godswood. As the trees covered them, Gendry didn't think he had seen anything more beautiful. It was lustrous, green and full of life. Arya sat laid down on the grass and let the snow fall lightly around her. Gendry wandered over to Arya and laid down next to her. "This is beautiful!" He exclaimed. Arya laughed, "I know!" He looked at her then, she had her eyes closed and small snowflakes were landing on her eyelashes. Suddenly she opened her eyes but Gendry was still staring at her. "Gendry, why are you looking at me funny?" She asked, her brow furrowed. He looked away then and a small blush crept up his neck. "Sorry, daydreaming." He replied, still not meeting her gaze. Arya sighed, and continued to lay on the grass. Taking in the fresh morning air that could only be found in the North.

As the middle of the day approached, they returned to the training courtyard. Gendry felt slightly awkward about milling around, gaining curious looks from villagers. "Gendry, come here and meet my brothers!" Arya called. He wandered over to her where she was surrounded by a group of boys. "This is Robb, he's the oldest of us. This is Jon, we look alike the most. This pain in the arse here, is Bran and my youngest brother Rickon." She pointed to the 4 boys in turn. All of them gave Gendry a polite smile and nod. Gendry looked at the one Arya had said was called Jon. She'd told him about this brother. He was a bastard like him. "Alright then." Said Robb. "Lets have a tournament." Arya and her brothers all cheered except for Bran. That was when Gendry noticed Bran's legs. He couldn't walk. "It's ok guys, I'll score." Bran said. They all nodded. Before Gendry was fully aware of what was happening, a wooden sword was thrust into his hands. "Right, lets do a last man standing. Who ever is the last person 'alive' wins!" Bran shouted! A flurry of swords blinded Gendry and laughter filled his ears. For once, he felt he didn't have any worries and knew he could just be himself.

A/N: Hey guys, I know this is a bit of a weird chapter, but it was fun to write. If you have got any good ideas, please let me know. Keep reviewing and stuff, thanks :)