Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials

Chapter 13 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.


Chapter 13

"Wow, that's horrible." Marina gasped.

Brian nodded, looking rather pale. Jamie had met up with them at school the following day, they had noted he was distracted and then, when they greeted him and Bran upon seeing them, saw Jojen flinch and looked upset.

Seeing their confusion, Jojen, with reassurances and encouragement from Bran and Jamie had told them what had happened to him.

"Damn..." Brian said quietly. "Jojen, look, if there's anything you need..."

Jojen smiled. "It's alright; I appreciate it though, thank you."

"Well, the offer still stands." Brian replied nodding.

Things seemed calmer after that, during which time they were unaware someone was watching them. Glaring as he observed the group was Joffrey; in particular he was glaring at Marina, then turned his glare to Lancel who was walking past Marina and the people sitting with her.

'That look on their faces...' He thought venomously. 'Lancel is my little pet, my slave...That French bitch has no right to take him away from me. She will pay for this.'

He knew he had no choice; he thought she would have learned but it was clear he would have to actually teach her a lesson.


On her way to class, Marina prepared herself for her day.

'It's horrible what happened to Jojen, but at least he has Bran, his sister, his parents.' She thought. 'He's strong he'll get through this.'

Seeing the positive side, she prepared to head for her next class when suddenly she found herself surrounded. She stopped and looked around, it was Joffrey's gang, Joffrey himself was there, smirking.

"So, here she is, the French Piggy." He taunted. "You've been a naughty girl."

"Excuse me…?"

Joffrey snapped. "Lancel, I've seen you, sneaking around behind my back, trying to steal him away. Pathetic."

Marina shook her head. "I'm sorry, pathetic, what is that got to do with-"

"Lancel is obviously pathetic, but you must be, going after him." He scoffed. "What's wrong with you anyway Piggy, know you're too fat to get a guy, but that desperate for a cock that you beg for Lancel's?"

Marina rolled her eyes and couldn't resist the urge to retort. "Please, I have dildos, no need to bother poor Lancel for a simple ramming."

There was a stunned silence, before Joffrey's crew suddenly burst out laughing. Not their cruel mocking laughter either, instead they were laughing at her reply, as if it was the joke it was intended to be.

Joffrey was spluttering and looked shocked, outraged even. He couldn't believe this, this pathetic girl was daring to speak back to him, that wasn't right.

"Damn, she owned you there." One of his friends stated with a hearty chuckle.

He growled; it seemed he needed to discipline his friends again, this wasn't how they were supposed to reply.

"Oh really..." He growled, determined not to lose face. "Dildos, all that because you can't get fucked."

"Grow up."

With that Marina calmly walked past Joffrey, easily getting past his friends before heading for her next class. Joffrey growled, this wasn't right; he'd need to stop this. He needed to put the French Bitch in her place; he'd have to step things up, take things to the next level.


On a break between classes Marina headed for her locker, she smiled. Apart from her little encounter with Joffrey, the day had gone well; she was smiling, happy. She was going to fetch some books for her next classes, returning the current ones.

"What the…?" She gasped.

She stopped, eyes wide. On her locker was violently scrawled graffiti, defacing her locker. Of any words, only three were visible and made her roll her eyes. 'Fat French Pig'.

'Urgh, how original, and I'm supposedly pathetic Joffrey.' She thought; exasperated.

This had his scent all over it. Opening her locker, she found several notes inside, some of them falling out.

She picked on up and read it. "Kill yourself, Ugly Slut."

Marina shook her head. 'Again, how original.'

She'd have to clean this up she knew, checking her watch she saw she had time, or so she hoped.

'Oh for God sake, give me a break.' She thought to herself as she began.

Before long she collected all the notes and dumped them in the nearby bin. Collecting and putting away the necessary books she got to work trying to clean up her locker. To her relief it cleaned up easily, she simply had to wipe it, presumably since it was fresh.

Shaking her head she stepped back, there was now no evidence of anything having been done. Now it was time to get to class; she would just got about her day as usual. It would be her best revenge against Joffrey for this; to let him see his actions had zero effect on her.


As she reached her class, she saw Lancel outside; he looked up at her and looked stricken.

"Marina..." He said at once; thinking about what he had seen. 'Damn... He goes to that length while she does nothing wrong and here I am, helpless again...'

"Hmmm?"

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"I am..." She replied.

Lancel shook his head. "Marina, I saw those...disgusting words Joffrey left on your locker, heard the things he said..."

Marina shook her head. "It's fine Lancel, really."

"Why?" He gasped, startled. "I should've; I'm sorry, I mean..."

He wasn't sure what he was trying to say; but he was sorry, he wished he could have done something to stand up for her, to help her.

Marina shrugged and revealed. "It's nothing, I was bullied all through my other school, nothing Joffrey says or has done is new, or even hurts."

Lancel was dumbfounded; shocked that anyone would do something like that, to someone as kind and friendly and open as Marina.

Marina nodded, as if confirming his thoughts

"I'm, I'm sorry, that's, horrible, I..."

Marina grinned. "It's alright. The thought that you care is enough."

Lancel wished it was, but he wasn't so sure. He felt he should try to do more.


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