"I want joffreys head in return for my father. Life for a life." Robb demanded. Garrett glanced to his little brother.
"NO!" Joffrey shouted. Garrett seemed to debate it. "GARRETT!" Joffrey seethed. "I'm not in the wrong here-"
"Shut up Joff." Garrett corrected. "I cant. What else?" Garrett corrected.
"You can." Robb demanded.
Garrett stepped closer so only Robb could hear.
"you want his punishment to end?" Robb didn't understand "No. You want him to suffer." He took a step back. "I wont kill my brother." Garrett declared and Robb understood.
"To pay for his sins I demand he be sent to the wall to repent for the rest of his days." Robb decided.
"Deal." Garrett agreed easily.
"What?" Joffrey demanded. "MOther?"
"Garrett-"
"It's better than what he deserves for trying to start a God damn war." Garrett warned.
Joffrey was packing up. No, he was screaming that he was a prince and this was unfair and how could they do this to him! Mother tell him to stop being mean to me- the list of complaints went on forever and ever. And ever.
"So," Margaery declared strutting up to Garrett. "I heard you picked a bride to me? Sorry, I mean to be?" She purred. Arya smiled back at him from the courtyard beside Jon and Ser Barristan.
"I'm sorry, yes. I should have told you." Garrett agreed.
"Wonderful!" margaery squealed.
"I have chosen, and you are not her."
"What?" Margaery's mind could not process that. She was going to be queen. He had to pick her. She could not understand.
"I have fallen for another." Garrett agreed. "I'm sorry, I didnt mean to mislead you."
"Oh..." her heart was set on the crown though....
"Excuse me, sorry, Lady Margaery. YOu are a lovely woman, I'm sure you will have no trouble wooing another." Garrett assured with a pat to her arm before running off.
"Sucks to suck." Sansa said happily.
"Your betrothed is moving to the wall." Margaery hissed.
"And Prince garrett is- kissing my sister." Sansa gaped back at them. Margaery followed her gaze and laughed.
"You thought he liked you but he likes your sister! Oh thats... ha..." Margaery smirked down at her. "Sucks to suck, Sansa."
"We should probably get working." Garrett remarked not letting go of Arya. She kept her legs wrapped around him.
"Probably." Arya agreed. "Have you told Robb? About us?"
" I think he knows." Jon corrected.
"Are we brothers?" Robb shouted. "My little sister is going to be queen? Arya you have to wear a dress!"
"Shut up!" Arya whined dropping down to her feet. "I do not!" she looked to Garrett. "Do I?"
"I would like it but I won't require it." Garrett agreed. Arya debated that.
"I might. For you." arya agreed kissing him again.
"Sansa looks like she might explode." Jon chuckled. "This day keeps getting better."
"JON!" Vaera declared rushing past Robb.
"Hello..." Robb smiled but she ignored him.
"My father said yes!" Vaera launched herself at him. "He doesnt care about your title! He said yes because I started crying when he said no and he doesnt like it when I cry so he said yes because he wants me happy and you make me happy!" Vaera declared attacking him with kisses.
"Wait what?" Jon rasped.
"Why did I stay in the north?" Robb grumbled. "Who's with Jon?"
"Vaera Estermont." Garrett answered. "She's a beauty."
"She's mine." Jon corrected.
"And she's engaged to Jon, as of now." garrett added.
"You know you never officially asked me." Arya remarked.
"Well I guess I have to ask your brother for his blessing but you would hate it if I asked another man for your hand so I'm going to bypass Robb, sorry Robb." Garrett agreed. "And... Arya Stark."
"Yes?" She drawled.
"Will you marry me?"
"Let me think about it." Arya countered picking up her sword. "You wanted to get back to training?"
"She's cold." Robb agreed.
"She certainly is." Garrett agreed. "But thats the way I like her, unfortunately." Arya smirked back at them.
"Come on, swords up boys. Ser Barristan was training me himself this morning. I'm going to kick your ass."
"Training with the guards?" Robb asked looking to Garrett.
"You think I could stop her? No. I encouraged her." Garrett agreed.
"And when he saw me with my Needle, he was head over heels in love." Arya confirmed.
"She's not wrong."

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Dynasty / Arya Stark X oc Male
FanfictionGarrett Baratheon was the heir to the iron throne, but until he wore the crown it would be nothing more than hollow. 🦁 " I am not the king, I'm the whole damn dynasty." 🐺 Any mature content is between consenting fictional adults. Most characte...