Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials

Chapter 18 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 18

It was a bright day, yet another day for school, at home Marina checked herself in the mirror one last time, wondering if she had to change to her trousers. She had taken Lancel's advice about embracing her feminine side more and decided, just for the hell of it, to wear a skirt instead of trousers to school today.

She wore her uniform now, including the skirt.

The skirt stopped above her knees, allowing her pale legs to show. Unlike many girls, she hated being tanned, she thought it looked horrible, especially on her and she adored being as white as snow. After all, she was a daughter of winter. The only good thing she enjoyed about being tanned was the sunburn peeling off her skin, that always amused her.

She looked at herself. She actually enjoyed her legs, at least her calves. She thought her thighs were too built but she liked the form of her calves. Her calves and knees were bare, she wore ankle socks and flats to go with the skirt, the rest of her uniform was the same as usual.

'I feel naked... Though I know it isn't that short. I kinda wonder what Lancel will think.' She thought before shaking her head, shocked. 'Fuck, since when do I take into account men's views on how I dress? But it's true that being in a skirt is comfy... And I promised him.'

How he ended being so important in her life to the point he ruled, without knowing it, her wardrobe, she did not know.

She shook her head, that wasn't the right way to think about it, besides there were other factors. 'Fuck it. It's hot outside. My legs have been taken care of.'

All the same she wondered how Lancel would react. Smiling at the mere thought of it she finished her preparations and headed for school, ready for the new day.

Once at school, Marina's new outfit didn't go unnoticed, she was aware of the eyes on her, the surprised expressions and even some whispering, but didn't let it get to her. She felt comfy, that was what mattered. Lancel was one of the people who noticed and his eyes widened when he saw, her legs bare from the knees down; yet still looking so casual and relaxed.

He couldn't help but smile. 'Wow, she took my advice, I'm glad, she looks so happy and comfortable, she may have had doubts, but she does look amazing. She has such...nice legs, I...Whoa, wait, what am I thinking?'

He was shocked and disgusted with himself, with his thoughts suddenly turning somewhat perverted, he shook his head, he had been around Joffrey too long. It was then he tensed, for speaking of Joffrey, he had just seen him, walking towards Marina, sneering, no doubt because of her skirt. Seeing Joffrey approach Marina stopped, rolling her eyes; clearly already bored and Joffrey hadn't even started yet.

Joffrey couldn't help but feel disgusted by what he saw. 'Fat cunt, wearing a skirt, this is almost as bad as Fat Walda, urgh, some girls just shouldn't wear things like that; let's teach her a lesson, this time.'

He stopped in front of her smirking, yet inside fuming at her expression; how dare she not give him the respect he deserved.

Still that didn't stop him; he would teach the French pig a lesson.

"Well, well, what have we here, the piggy's showing her ham." He taunted.

But still the girl just had to be difficult, she just smirked, glanced down at her legs and then back up at him.

Then she spoke in that ridiculous accented voice of hers. "What's that; you wanna taste, too bad, all reserved."

There was laughter from those around, directed at him, he went red, glowering furiously, this wasn't how it happened.

He would break her. "You...Urgh...Who'd want to taste your ham piggy; look at you, disgusting. What makes you think anyone wants to see your pasty chunky legs huh?"

But still the girl was undaunted. "Maybe me, perhaps? So they can get some colours? I don't dress myself according to your pleasure."

Joffrey was seriously getting tired of her attitude.

"Oh please; you are such a Fat French slut; it's obvious. Who are you hoping will look up your skirt then?" He shot back, determined to show her up. "Hoping they'll see you ugly hairy cunt or that fat bubble-butt? Unless you actually are wearing something under that, prove it."

He smirked, he had to have her now; there was no way for her to get out of this without humiliating herself in one way or another.

But he was wrong, she simply replied casually. "Oh Joffrey, that's just a plan for you to jerk off to the sight of my underwear. Pull your trousers down, prove me you have a dick?"

He froze, shocked, that wasn't supposed to happen; all these people weren't meant to be laughing at him.

"What? What's the matter? Cold feet? Then fuck off." She replied after a pause.

With that she simply walked away, leaving him there, fuming. He had to fix this, and if he couldn't put piggy in her place, it'd have to be someone else; he knew just the person.

Later, the bell rang for lunch, straightening her skirt as she stood, Marina grinned. Her encounter with Joffrey was still fresh in her mind. She was amazed, normally she avoided conflict, she wasn't one to bravely face people like that.

She would bite back if bullied, but not usually to that extent. She wondered where her confidence came from. However, right now, she focused on something else, instead heading to the cafeteria. She got her food and then, seeing them, went to join her friends.

Before she made it however, she spotted Arya sit down on a chair nearby before suddenly crying out and leaping to her feet. Laughter filled the cafeteria from Joffrey's crew, Joffrey himself was there, smirking.

The seat of Arya's trousers was stained white, as was the chair, instantly it became clear that someone had made sure Arya sat on some ice cream.

Marina knew right away who, and so did Arya.

"YOU!" She yelled at Joffrey, furious.

This just prompted more laughter; people clearly thinking Arya was the one looking ridiculous here. Marina immediately hurried over.

"Hey!"

"Stay outta this piggy." Joffrey snarked. "Ah, looks like little Arya had an accident."

Arya was growling, flushing with embarrassment and anger. "I swear, I..."

Marina shook her head, this was just too much.

She stepped up, once again amazed at her confidence.

"Seriously? Come on, grow up, Joffrey! Wasting food and ruining someone's clothes?"

"Shut up Piggy." He snapped.

But Marina had heard enough, her temper snapped and she immediately began ranting, yet at the same time, making quite a clear point.

"No, you listen up! You, Joffrey Baratheon, are a spoilt little brat who hasn't changed since he got into middle school and compensate the fact he's not interesting or attractive with these pranks! Spoilers alert, people are around you not because they like you but because they either fear you or see you as a way to enter a higher society! You don't matter to them!"

There was a stunned silence, even Joffrey was unable to retort, or even look angry. Arya's anger also dissipated as she stared in amazement at Marina.

But Marina wasn't done yet.

"Look at yourself, have you got going for you? Looks? News for you: beauty doesn't remain! Your siblings are distant towards you, your parents love you but wonder when you'll end up in jail, your girlfriend is afraid of you because you're an abusive asshole who thinks with his penis, and should you die now, apart from your parents, I doubt many would cry, mourn and miss you! I can't even think of one nice genuine compliment I could give you. Look at yourself! You are of age and you have nothing to show for it! You are a waste of a man and while I come from a poor background, I am ten times richer than you are. We all are."

Silence fell, then suddenly, the people in cafeteria began cheering and applauding, causing Marina to blush. Joffrey was furious, but many others, including Lancel were impressed. Attempting to get out of the spotlight, Marina turned to Arya and helped her out, taking her to the bathroom to clean up.

Once in the bathroom, she handed Arya some tissues and Arya entered one of the stalls to begin cleaning up.

"Thanks..." She said through the door.

Marina nodded. "It's no trouble, I know it'll still be damp...I'd lend you my gym shorts, but, they might be a bit big..."

Arya laughed softly as she replied. "I could just wear my belt with them. But thanks for the offer, and for helping me out."

Marina grinned and, when Arya emerged, any visible evidence was gone from her clothes.

"Maybe we should try and clean that chair too; but um, going back there..." Marina said awkwardly.

"I get it." Arya replied. "At least we won't go hungry, we brought our food right?"

Marina agreed and they headed somewhere more quiet to eat; as they did so, Arya seemed deep in thought.

"You okay?"

"I just, don't get you." She admitted. "There are times when you seem so girly, like Sansa; and you're even wearing a skirt now, but...still you manage to somehow, also be a tomboy like me?"

Marina laughed and nodded. "It's just the way I am."

"I guess...Boy when I tell Gendry about this." Arya replied.

Marina noted the name, she had heard it mentioned before by Arya and Sansa; she couldn't deny, she was curious about this Gendry.

Meanwhile, back in the cafeteria Sansa glared as she listened to Joffrey and his crew laughing, this wasn't right, she'd had enough. She thought on Marina's words and finally, she couldn't take anymore.

"It's over." She said suddenly.

Joffrey rounded on her, no longer laughing. "What?"

"You heard me." She snapped. "We're through. I can't believe you did that to my sister; enough is enough..."

Joffrey stepped towards her, threateningly. "Your ugly sister got what she deserved and..."

"Shut up, Arya isn't ugly and I don't have to listen to this." Sansa suddenly burst out. "I've had it with you, Marina is right, you do nothing but mistreat me and I'm not standing for it anymore."

Joffrey looked so irate Sansa began to feel fear; but then suddenly a familiar voice cut in.
"She's right." Sansa's heart leapt, it was Brian.

She smiled, relieved to see the American, as well as something else, something that had been growing since the pool party where he saved her from flashing her breasts due to Joffrey trying to tamper with her bikini.

"Nobody asked you!" Joffrey snapped.

Brian however shook his head. "You're not the boss, you are just a bully and an abuser."

Growling, especially as they were in a public place and now people were whispering, Joffrey turned and stalked off, muttering angrily to himself.

Turning to Sansa as the crowd began to dissipate, the 'entertainment' over, Brian immediately looked worried.

"Are you okay, he didn't…?"

Sansa shook her head. "No...thank you, really, thank you."

He just grinned and nodded. "Anytime."

It was nearing the end of lunch however there was still time so they sought out their friends, only finding Jamie and Meera, standing close together in a corner of the cafeteria, chatting away happily.

"Hey guys."

They both turned and grinned, returning their greeting.

"So, what's up?" Jamie asked.

Brian sighed. "Not much, just more drama..."

Meera nodded and sighed too. "We heard, I think everyone did."

"What about you guys?" Sansa asked.

Sharing a look, both smiled and revealed their relationship to the duo.

"Wow, aww, that's so sweet, guys." Sansa gushed.

They both grinned and Meera stood up on tip-toe to kiss Jamie on the cheek.

Sansa decided now was the time and shared her own news. "Well, Joffrey and I are no longer together."

"You guys broke up?" Jamie gasped.

Sansa nodded and Meera grinned. "Good for you."

Sansa grinning, it was such a relief, finding out just who really cared about her and to see Joffrey was wrong all along. She wasn't alone without him, far from it.

Finally, after lunch, while heading to class, Sansa felt she could hold it back no longer.

"Brian." She said suddenly.

He stopped and turned to her. "Yeah?"

"I um..." She wanted to word this right. "I wanted to thank you, for all those times you've helped me. I, I...There's something I need to tell you."

"Oh?"

"Yes, um, you see, I...I, I think, no I...I have feelings for you, I'm certain of it; I have for a while, just been...too afraid to say anything because of Joffrey." She admitted at last.

"Wow..." Brian gasped, actually looking surprised.

"I, I know, sorry." She said, blushing. "I shouldn't have said anything..."

He just smiled and gently took her hand. "Actually, I feel the same."

She gasped but was then silenced, gladly, by him kissing her, a soft kiss, a real one, not the possessive kisses Joffrey forced on her. She knew right then that she was in love.

End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.

Well, another of the main pairings forming, next up will be their first date :)