Game of Thrones: Loves Many Trials
Chapter 30 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 30
Finishing their dance together, Jamie smiled as he gently kissed Meera. She returned the kiss and, when they parted she smiled warmly at him.
"Jamie, thank you...This night isn't even over yet, but it still feels like one of the best in my life." She said softly.
He laughed at that. "I'm glad to hear it, I...feel the same way; I almost, almost wish it would never end."
Even as he said that however, he couldn't help but be worried.
"Meera, I should have said right away. Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" He asked worried. "I mean if this, Ramsay is stalking you, then..."
Meera nodded. "I'll be alright; like I said, I got away before he could get worse and I've spoken to people about it."
Jamie bit his lip. "I hope you're right, it's just, if something happened to you..."
"Let's not worry about things beyond our control, let's just enjoy the moments we get to have together, alright."
Nodding and grinning Jamie accepted this and went to join Bran and Jojen again, while Meera headed for the bathroom. As Jamie made his way to join the others however, his phone indicated a message.
Checking it he froze, it was another anonymous threatening text; although now Jamie was certain he knew, it was from Ramsay. It warned him to back off, claiming Meera was his and that he would have her, one way or the other. Threatened to hurt him if he didn't stop getting in the way.
Shaking his head, unsure what to do, especially in that exact moment and time, Jamie pocketed his phone and simply left it, pushing the thought to the back of his mind.
Meera meanwhile had finished washing her hands and fixing her hair and was about to leave the bathroom when she was confronted by none other than Ramsay's girlfriend, Myranda.
"Bitch!" She snapped.
Meera rolled her eyes. "Original, now excuse me."
Myranda however blocked her, glaring. "I don't know what your game is, but back the fuck off. You think you can steal Ramsay from me, I swear..."
"Excuse me, you think I want that abusive piece of shit all over me?" Meera snapped. "I pity you, you're just his next victim, wake up, before it's too late. Besides, in case you haven't noticed, I have a boyfriend now, who is waiting for me, now, excuse me."
With that she pushed past Myranda and headed back to join Jamie, her brother and Bran again. She smiled when she saw them, now having been joined by others.
Those others being Shireen and Joy, both looking lovely, Shireen in a purple knee length dress with matching flats and Joy in a white above the knee dress with matching heels.
With them were their boyfriends, Devan and Edric respectively; both also dressed their best, Devan in a black suit with blue tie and white shirt; Black socks and shoes. Edric in a blue tuxedo; white shirt, lavender tie and blue shoes.
"Hey guys." She greeted them as she joined them.
They all greeted her happily and she wrapped her arm around Jamie, who responded in kind.
"You okay?" He asked, seeing her expression.
She nodded. "Had a little run in with Myranda, but I'm fine. Now, let's just enjoy the night and forget our troubles."
Jamie grinned and they kissed again, he couldn't agree more.
Meanwhile, enjoying a moment to themselves, despite the crowd and music around them, Arya and Gendry sat together, both grinning. They had moved so their foreheads touched, not kissing but simply, being at peace. Arya had worn the dress she had bought with Sansa, a grey ankle length dress with thin straps, connecting at the back of her neck, leaving her upper back bare, and matching coloured flats.
Gendry had cleaned up well; his hair neat and his clothes immaculate, a black tux with the classic white shirt and black tie; simple black socks and black polished shoes.
"Urgh, now there's a terrible sight."
Arya rolled her eyes, Gendry sighed as they straightened up, both turning to glare at Joffrey who stood, smirking at them, his goons flanking him as usual.
"Joffrey..." Arya spat.
He just laughed. "Honestly, I don't see why you're acting this way, nobody wants to see you two all over each other...like you weren't before this, pretend dating thing."
Gendry shook his head. "Oh here we go, it talks."
"What was that!?" Joffrey snapped. "You should know better than to talk like that to your betters!"
Arya replied calmly. "He does, that's why he spoke that way to you."
Joffrey snarled but before he could do anything, at that moment they heard people calling Arya and Gendry. Turning Joffrey tensed, even more furious at the sight of Sansa, and her damned American.
"I think that will do." Brian remarked casually.
Sansa shot Joffrey a dark look and hissed. "Don't you all have rocks to be crawling under."
"This isn't over, for any of you." Joffrey warned with a growl.
He then led his men away; the two couples unmoved by his threats all sat down together, determined to enjoy the night, despite the unwelcome interruption.
Marina smiled as she and Lancel joined his brothers and their loved ones.
"Hey there." Marissa greeted them warmly.
The twins both grinned, also greeting them.
Then Mary spoke up. "Wow, Marina, you look...amazing, so beautiful."
Marina smiled, somewhat pleased but also embarrassed.
"You're too kind, Mary. You look breathtaking." She replied honestly.
She observed the twins, both dressed up well, Martyn in a black tux look with matching shoes and a white shirt, Willem pretty much the opposite with a white tux and shoes and black shirt.
As for the girls, they both looked stunning, Mary in her black ankle length dress with thin straps and black heels. Marissa with her red Chinese dress, which featured a slit up the left hand side to the top of her thigh and red flats.
As they were talking the music suddenly changed. Hearing the song Marina smiled, enjoying. Lancel suddenly looked awkward.
"Um, would you...like to dance?"
She bit her lip, turning to him. "Are you sure, I mean…?"
He just looked at her, understanding and she knew, right away, she faced no judgement from him regarding anything like this.
"I'd love to."
Grinning he took her hand and together they headed out onto the dance floor.
Marina wasn't a great dancer. She was never taught how to dance. But she loved dancing and didn't care one bit about people's views on her.
However, this time, she thought of Lancel and didn't want him to be ashamed, to regret his choice, to be mocked for it. Before she reminded herself of his words, back at the pool party. It seemed so long ago already...
"It's about us. Not them."
She had to admit she enjoyed dancing even more as she was dancing with him.
She felt like a princess.
"Marina...I um, was wondering." He asked suddenly. "There are, some things I'd like to learn."
She looked up at him, a little confused. "Oh, such as?"
He seemed embarrassed as he admitted. "I was wondering if you could teach me...some of your language, some...specific phrases."
Her eyes widened a little and she smiled hearing that. "Lancel I...Wow, that's..."
As they continued to dance, she agreed and began doing just that, Lancel proved to be a remarkably quick learner as they danced not only through the current song, but the next one too and, in between, he had said quietly to her.
"Tu es magnifique."
She grinned at that, he had said, without any hesitation and in complete honesty 'You are magnificent'.
It was when the second dance ended that she leaned in and said softly to him.
"Tu es la meilleure chose qui me soit arrivé dans toute ma vie."
'You are the best thing that happened to me in my entire life. She means that…?' He thought in wonder.
He grinned and replied. "Tu es ma lumière et mon espoir."
As the dance ended, Marina reflected on those words and how glad she was that Lancel meant them, that they were true.
'You're my light and my hope.'
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