Dynasty / Arya Stark X oc Male

9. A Little Bitch

"So the capital... i have imagined it for years." Sansa admitted as joffrey sulked off to relieve himself. Garrett turned to her, ever the charming young man he was.

"What have you imagined?"

"The knights the lights the candles. The dresses..." she added fondly. "Everything."

"Oh not the throne? Doesnt interest you?"

"Is it really made of a million swords?"

"Hundreds. I dont know that anyone actually counted it over the years." Garrett admitted. "Maybe a bored maester did once."

"Are you excited to sit it one day?" Sansa pondered

"I hope to do better than my father."

"Your father..."

"He- you will see how he rules and your father will be kept busy no doubt." Garrett clarified.

"Do you sit your fathers council?"

"I was a cup bearer but mother said that was below me to fill my fathers cups endlessly." Garrett informed him. Sansa nodded leaning closer. She had finally gotten the nerve to talk to him almost a fortnight in. Garrett had spent most of the journey with his youngest siblings and his mother and of course jon so sansa was glad to steal a moment with him. She didnt notice how Arya and him were training together as well because she didnt focus on what Arya did. 

"I must admit i am worried about getting there." Sansa added after a moment.

"Why?" Garrett countered before he thought he figured it out "Oh you dont need to worry about the capital. You will make friends right away. My mother is throwing me a party for my name day. Seems like a waste almost two moons late but she insists. Anyways she is inviting lords of ladies from court and around. They will find you charming."

"Oh thank you." sansa blushed. "But i didnt mean that. Well maybe a little but what if i dont fit in? I have only ever lived in winterfell."

" Well I'm sure my mother would love to mold you in her image so if you need guidance, I'm sure she would love to help. Turn into a proper southern lady too." Garrett offered.

"You think! I mean, she's the queen."

" she's also my mother and you are the hands daughter. You are special too.."

The prince called her special. This was the best day ever. Arya rolled her eyes, Garrett was just being nice, he didnt like Sansa. 

Sansa went to bed happy that night under the stars and woke up eager to see garrett and win his heart.

"I hate that you are leaving us." Garrett decided as he hugged his uncle jaime goodbye "No chance i can come to?"

"Sorry do you know who your mother is?" Jaime countered "You think she would let you leave without her?"

"What is she going to do when I'm married?"

"Cry." Cersei answered before hugging her twin "Be careful jaime."

"You as well." Jaime kissed her cheek before climbing into his house with trained precision. "Take care of your mother."

"Always do." Garrett agreed.

"I cant thank you enough-"

"Jon stop thanking me. Honestly you are doing me a favor. I dont have many friends my age at the capital." Garrett assured. "It will be nice to have a friend."

"Thanks. Sorry. I just dont want to embarrass you." Jon admitted

"You cant. Theon could have but you cant." Garrett assured.