"Did anything good come from your time in King's Landing?"
Sansa shrugged, "I did fall in love, but that's a different story."
[Sansa Stark x fem OC]
[Season 1-7]
[Completed]
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THE SNOW THAT BEGAN falling in Winterfell had long melted when the royal party arrived. There was still a chill in the air, but it wasn't unbearable. Standing to greet Raya was all of Winterfell, standing formally as they had years ago to greet her father.
It was Arya who walked up to her first, "Do you need me to bend the knee?"
Raya chuckled and held her arms open wide, "Get over here."
Arya and Raya embraced, Arya squeezing the older girl tight. When they pulled away, Raya was able to see as Sansa ran to hug Bran who was larger, and now in a chair that had wheels. It was Margaery who hugged her next.
"Raya, I can't believe I missed your coronation," she mumbled into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry, but at least you'll be in attendance for my wedding," Margaery pulled away and held Raya at arm's length.
"Please tell me its somewhere warm," Margaery's pleaded. Raya gave her an apologetic smile and the Tyrell girl groaned. "I miss the sun."
Raya chuckled, "You do know you can return to Highgarden, or King's Landing, right?"
"Trust me, I will be."
Raya laughed as did Margaery, but the other girl's laughter caught in her throat as she looked over Raya's shoulders and met the green eyes of Tommen Baratheon. Raya noticed and followed Margaery's gaze.
"I'll leave you two," Raya said moving toward Gendry.
"Hello brother. It is a pleasure to meet you," Raya greeted causing Gendry to smile.
"You as well, Your Grace," Raya rolled her eyes at the formal title.
"Please, I am your sister, calm me Raya," she told him.
"Of course," Gendry said. He reminded her of their father, rough around the edges, and bad with manners."
"Gendry I'd like you to rule over the Stormlands," Raya spoke, "It is our family's namesake, and as my last living sibling on my father's side, I'd like it to be yours and your children after you."
Gendry stared at her is surprise, "Are you offering-" his voice trailed off. Raya laughed and nodded.
"Yes, I'd like to legitimize you and make you Lord Gendry Baratheon of the Stormlands. You will have lands and title, and you can have your pick of any lady in the Seven Kingdoms." A wide smile graced Gendry's face and Raya swear that it was almost like she was looking at her father. She had long forgotten his face, nothing but a faint memory, but her father's smile was something she'd never forget
"Thank you," her brother told her. She wanted to tell him that he had nothing to be thankful for, that this is what he deserved.
"You deserve it," she told him. Gendry then eagerly walked over to Arya. Raya watched as he told her the news and Arya gave him a hug.
