Dynasty / Arya Stark X oc Male

29. Looney

"I can't believe this." Tyrion grumbled. "I get abducted and you lot..." Tyrion couldnt be mad anymore. He looked to Sandor. "You must be thrilled.'

"I smiled when the fucker left." Sandor confirmed but his face as of now was in its usual scowl. 

"Right." Tyrion agreed. "So, we are calling this a win? The union with the starks is over and... oh wait... who's that? With Garrett? The king, oh he will be a good king." 

"Garrett's betrothed."  Sandor answered heading off. 

"Oh... who?" Tyrion asked moving to the training yard. 

Arya giggled like a love struck girl as Garrett kissed along her jaw and down her neck. 

"This isnt training." She whispered. 

"We are done training, we are going for a ride." Garrett corrected. 

"A ride?" Arya smirked bumping her hips into him before biting her lip. 

"Dont make things dirty." Garrett countered. 

"You were thinking it." 

"I was thinking a trail ride." Garrett nodded to the horses. "Before our ceremony." 

"I dont recall saying yes." arya countered. 

"You said yes, a lot last night." garrett corrected making her blush and hide her face in his chest. 

"Shut up." Arya whispered. 

"What's that? Yes, yes Garr yes," He recalled. "Was I hearing wrong?"

"I changed my mind." Arya decided. "Because you..."

"yes?" Garrett agreed. 

"Stop it!" 

"I'm not doing anything." Garrett corrected, hands sliding under her shirt. 

"You are..."

"Yeah? What am I?" garrett asked. 

"I... I freaking love you." 

"I freaking love you too." Garrett answered kissing her. 

"Sorry to interrupt the love fest." Tyrion interrupted. Arya scowled down at him. 

"Then dont." Arya countered. 

"Ah, Arya stark?" Tyrion recalled. 

"Uncle Tyrion, welcome back." Garrett said shaking his hand. "Are you alright?" 

"I'm perfectly content." Tyrion agreed. "I got to visit the wall, pissed off it and then came back to be accused of murder and assassination and-"

"What are you talking about?"  Garrett questioned. 

"Someone tried to kill Bran Stark, Catelyn accused me. Luckily I am skilled and-"

"Bran's okay though, RObb told me." Arya corrected. 

"Yes and..." Tyrion sighed. "Sister." 

"Brother." Cersei answered. "Why are you here?"

"I'm so overwhelmed by your worry and concern about me." Tyrion countered. 

"Why are you here? We are preparing for Garrett's wedding, we dont have time for your drama." 

"I suppose our ride will have to wait." Garrett whispered. 

"I suppose so." Arya agreed kissing him again. "I will let you catch up with your family." He nodded letting go of her hand. 

When Cersei told him and Jaime about the riddles Ned had been speaking while Garrett was on the hunt, Garrett didnt think they were talking about the same thing. 

"He knew what Jon Arryn died for?" Garrett asked confused. "What is he talking about?"

"I dont know." Cersei admitted. "He died of fever."

"Did he mother?" Garrett asked softly. "He knew about..." Jaime couldnt look at them. 

"I didnt kill him." cersei assured. "I didnt. He died of the fever." 

"What if he didnt?" Garrett countered. "Do you find it strange that someone has been trying to bring the starks and lannisters together and apart?'

"What do you mean?"

"We went north." Garrett reminded them. "To get Ned as hand. We came back and Bran was almost assassinated. They thought it was Tyrion. But who thought it was Tyrion's blade?"

"I think you need to talk to Robb Stark." Jaime realized. 

"My mother said she spoke with Petyr Baelish." Robb admitted. "Said it was-"

"Petyr is good friends with lysa Tully." Garrett agreed. 

"Apparently Aunt Lysa had a crush on Petyr for years." Robb recalled. 

"Looney aunt lysa." Arya added under her breath as she leaned into garrett. 

"You think she was crazy enough to kill her husband if Petyr told her to?" Garrett asked. 

"You think..."

"I have never trusted Petyr. He knew too much and held to much power, he held the capitals funds." Garrett remarked. "He's... what if he is behind all this? All this chaos?" 

"Then I think we need to have a talk with him." Arya agreed grabbing her dagger. 

"Okay killer."