Game of Thrones: Accidentally in Love
Chapter 13 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 13
Sansa bit her lip, she was worried, deeply concerned. Several days had passed since that little incident, yet in all that time, Arya and Gendry's personalities had noticeably changed, especially around each other, and that wasn't all.
'It doesn't make sense; they're so cold to each other; and us, their families.' Sansa fretted as she listened in on her father and Septa Mordane talking.
"I can scarcely believe it; such inappropriate behaviour." Mordane remarked stiffly. "Princess or no, Arya is still your daughter; she should respect you, to treat you so coldly…"
Her father then replied; sounding sadly resigned. "It is to be expected Septa; we can hardly blame her. We put her in this position after all; we're responsible for her humiliation. If that is how she responds, it's nothing less than we deserve."
Sansa heard Septa Mordane sniff delicately. "She was supposed to do her duty; that is all this was; her finally doing her duty."
Her father did not reply; Sansa however sighed and slowly left.
She couldn't help but agree, at least partially, with Mordane. 'Arya and Gendry, how could they act this way, don't they understand? It had to be done, for the good of the realm.'
Shaking her head she began to walk; still wondering what she could do.
As she was walking along one of the corridors, she came across Arya, shocking clad in breeches and a tunic, masculine clothing.
'She still does that; has she no concern what her husband would think.' Sansa thought to herself. 'Honestly, it isn't right; still, this isn't the time for that.'
Taking a deep breath she made her way over to Arya.
"Arya." She called out as she approached.
Arya stiffened and turned to Sansa, glaring.
"What?" She snarled.
Sansa stepped back at that. "I…Are you alright?"
Arya's glare deepened and her temper flared. "How can you, how dare you ask that, you saw what happened?!"
Sansa desperately embraced her sister.
"I am sorry Arya; I know Joffrey was rude but…"
Arya however pushed her off her. "That's not it, it shouldn't have happened, and you know it. Now leave me alone."
"Arya…I'm your sister." Sansa began.
Arya shook her head. "A sister who robbed me of my first time, making it a show. Do you even care how I felt, how humiliating it was for me!?"
Sansa was pleading now. "Father didn't want it to happen, you know that. Besides, it was for the good of the realm."
"The realm?! Tell me, do the people in Flea Bottom eat better food now that it is known Gendry and I finally fucked?!" She snapped, before adding bitterly. "Well, I hope at least you learned something about pleasuring a man, now, excuse me. I have my dancing lessons."
With that she stormed off; ignoring Sansa as she tried to call out to her.
Sansa watched her sister leave, feeling shocked and horrified by Arya's words.
"Gods." She whispered. 'I don't believe it, she makes it sound like…like…Doesn't she understand that it is necessary for her and Gendry to consummate their marriage, for her to provide him with a son.'
She shook her head, wondering just what Arya meant when she had yelled at her about Flea Bottom. Later she entered her father's office; finding him sitting, reading a rather strange, old looking book. He looked up and smiled lightly when he saw her.
"Sansa, hello, what can I do for you?" He said kindly.
Sansa bit her lip before explaining. "Father I, I tried to talk to Arya, but she…"
His expression fell; realizing that Arya was clearly angry and had likely lashed out at Sansa. Sansa then went on to explain about her confrontation with Arya.
"I just, don't understand what she means, I know things are hard for commoners they don't have as much food and such as nobles but…" Sansa began.
'She's still so sadly naïve.' Ned thought, shaking his head before explaining. "It's worse than that Sansa, Arya cares about the common folk, much like Gendry. As such, they're more sensitive to it than most. Arya is simply angry that the excuse 'for the good of the realm' is being used. When there are those in the realm trapped in hunger and poverty, like those in Flea Bottom; what good has it done them?"
Sansa was horrified by this revelation; she had no idea things were so bad; especially in Flea Bottom. Still she couldn't fathom why Arya was being so cold to everyone, even her husband.
Meanwhile, the royal family was all gathered, breaking fast together and the atmosphere couldn't be tenser. Robert couldn't help but notice this; especially since he also noticed the source, his oldest son, who was acting so cold and moody, except with his sister and youngest brother.
'It's so tense around here; especially from Gendry towards me.' He thought sadly. 'He ignores me, and his mother and Joffrey too. Except for those times where he glares at Joffrey, as if he wants to hurt him, I don't understand it.'
He knew that the incident from a few nights ago was hard, especially as they had an audience; but Gendry knew he was the Crown Prince, that he had his duty. The fact he had not bedded his wife until that night was worrying. What was more, he had heard that things seemed strained between Gendry and Arya.
He shook his head. 'Honestly, if it were Lyanna and I, we wouldn't have made such a mistake; we would have been more than willing. So why couldn't they? Honestly, it's as if we're back in the North, with such coldness, the way he treats me, Cersei, Joffrey. At least he doesn't treat Tommen and Myrcella that way, but still, it is sad.'
Shifting in his seat, Robert decided to try and breech the wall his eldest had put up around himself. "Gendry, I talk to you for a moment?"
Almost immediately Gendry stood up; having already finished eating. "I am so sorry Your Grace."
Robert was shocked by the formal tone his son had adopted; as if they were complete strangers.
"I cannot stay; I will be late for my training in the practice yard. Please excuse me."
With that he simply bowed and left. Watching this Cersei shook her head.
'You drunken fool of a man; how can you be so blind?!' She thought angrily.
It wasn't a mystery, the reason for Gendry's behaviour was plain as day to her after all.
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