Dynasty / Arya Stark X oc Male

24. Better Man

"Lord Orys Baratheon, black of hair."

"Axel Baratheon, black of hair."

"Lyonel Baratheon, black of hair."

"Steffon Baratheon, black of hair."

"Robert Baratheon, black of hair."

"Garrett Baratheon, black of hair."

"Joffrey Baratheon... golden-haired."

Just that a simple statement and a final revelation.

Took you long enough Ned.

"You're in pain."

"i've had worse, my lady." Ned remarked and Cersei noticed that he didn't call her, her grace. She bit back a response.

"Perhaps it's time to go home." Cersei suggested. "The South doesn't seem to agree with you."

"I... well my father is sending home my sisters." Jon remarked.

"I heard." Garrett agreed.

"I was hoping I could stay." Jon asked as they beat the bushes only small game flew off. Robert wanted a larger hunt.

"Of course, I didnt expect you to leave, not with your impending union to Vaera." Garrett winked.

"She's perfect." Jon breathed back. "She doesnt care that I'm a bastard."

"Of curse not, she is easily satisfied by pretty faces and cookies. She doesnt care for titles." Garrett agreed. "I was hoping you would stay, I am going to need my best friend here for whats to come."

"What's to come?" 

"I know the truth Jon Arryn died for." Ned countered.

"Do you, Lord Stark? Is that why you called me here, to pose me riddles?" Cersei sneered.

"Has he done this before?" Ned reached out to her cheek, already bruising. Garrett had threatened to kill Robert, said he wasnt a king, that was when he made Joffrey promise to never be cruel to sansa, he wouldnt see his little brother turning into their father.

"Jaime would have killed him. Garrett as well... he just might beat him on the hunt." Cersei corrected tilting her head up, to show no weakness. "My brother is worth a thousand of your friend."

"Your brother... Or your lover?"

Garrett hated hunting he would have rather been with Arya but no, he was hunting with a drunk man waving a spear.

" are you going to tell me who this mystery woman is?"

" you have to promise to be cool about it" Garrett corrected

" I'm intrigued tell me!"

" promise!"

" all right I promise... oh God it's not Sansa  is it?" Jon groaned.

"No." Garrett assured.

" alright then who?"

"I wish Garrett was Jaimes because I see more Jaime in my sweet boy than I do of robert. I see more wicked ways in joffrey of Robert than I ever could in Garrett." Cersei challenged. "In the rare event that Robert leaves his whores for long enough to stumble drunk into my bed, I finish him off in other ways. In the morning, he doesn't remember."

"You've always hated him." Ned offered.

"Hated him?" she scoffed. " I worshiped him."

"Arya."

"Arya?"

"Arya."

"My little sister Arya?"

"Yes..."

" no shit." Jon chuckled.

" she's... just... everything I wanted and more." Garrett felt strange telling him this.  " I don't know how to explain it. I had went from listening to my mother and thinking I wanted what she wanted in a  future but arya is quite the opposite of what she wants and yet I can't help myself from falling for her."

" as her brother, I have to tell you that if you hurt her, I will kill you. As your best friend... she couldn't have asked for a Better Man."

" so this is your blessing?"

"Aye." Jon agreed. " but it's not my blessing that you need."

" I need to convince your father to not only let her stay but for us to have an engagement until she's ready for marriage. If that's something she wants from me- with me."

"When the King returns from his hunt, I'll tell him the truth." Ned declared. "You must be gone by then. Garrett will reign after Robert but you shall never be queen again. You will feel roberts wrath."

"And what of my wrath, Lord Stark? You should have taken the realm for yourself. Jaime told me about the day King's Landing fell." Cersei remarked. "He was sitting in the Iron Throne and you made him give it up. All you needed to do was climb the steps yourself.... Such a sad mistake."

"I've made many mistakes in my life, but that wasn't one of them." Ned corrected.

"Oh, but it was." Cersei countered. "When you play the Game of Thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground."

Arya wished garrett was back. She missed him like crazy. She swore that she would never be that type of girl that went crazy over boy, but he wasn't just any boy. He was Garrett. He was perfection. She wanted him forever. She had never wanted marriage before  she wanted to be a warrior a soldier a knight.

But now she wanted to be ... maybe she could be both  she could be a wife and use a sword. She thought Garrett would agree to that. She thought he would aprove, he liked her side after all.

She just had to wait for him to come back so she could tell him how she felt.