Gone but close - Game of Thrones [Bran Stark fanfiction]

Chapter 32

'I am his and she is mine,' they spoke at the same time, staring into each others eyes. The triplets were filled with emotions and cried out loud. Her mother held her fathers hand as they watched her becoming his wife and smiled proudly, her father not really accepting he had to let his daughter go. Even if he was the one who arranged this marriage. Riler smiled,he was happy for her. Lurs was watching everything happen with his mouth wide open. Klaus' smile went from ear to ear and Tavion had the same cold look he had most of the times, but she swore she saw a slight smile on his face. Ned and Catelyn were looking from each other to Bran and Toria. Arya couldn't sit stil, which annoyed Sansa who was enjoying the ceremony. Robb smiled with a confused and happy Rickon hanging on his arm. Jon had a bright smile on his face. The brightest she had ever see him smile.

'From this day till the end of my days,' they spoke the last words and with full excitement she jumped up to kiss him. He wrapped his hands around her waist as she wrapped hers behind his neck, brushing through his soft, brown hair.

'Hello, lady Toria Stark,' he whispered smirking down at her as she blushed.

'O Gods! This is so emotional!' Diyen shouted hanging on Donovars arm.

'Tell me about it!' Donovar added.

'She'll lose her virginity before I do, where did I went wrong?!' Djesley asked whilst crying. Diyen, Donovar and all the others looked at Djesley with a questioning look on their faces.

'Gods you take everything so seriously,' Djesley said laughing, 'when I get emotional I make jokes, my sister just got married for Gods sake.'

Toria rolled her eyes as she averted her attention back to Bran. They were still holding onto each other as small snowflakes fell down.

He stroke his cold hand on her warm cheek as he looked deep into her eyes. She saw the twinkles in his brown eyes as his smile widen.

'I love you,' Bran said with a deep voice.

Those three words seemed to echo inside her head as she took a few moments before telling him: "I love you too."

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Heavy breathing she woke up, still having the dream burned in her mind, repeating a beautiful event that would never be possible of happening, making her extremely sad. She missed the triplets annoying jokes, Tavions cold looks, Klaus' love stories and bright smiles, how her parents used to look at each other before diverting their attention to something else. She missed  Rickon hanging on Robbs arm, she missed how Robb laughed when Arya was annoying Sansa again, she missed the wild Arya who she had secret fighting trainings with back at Winterfell, she missed Sansa and her bitchy fases, she missed how Ned and Catelyn smiled at each other. She missed the way Bran used to look at her, how he talked to her, touched her and care for her. She missed it and she could never have it again, that beautiful picture of her supposed to be wedding was taken away from her, killed away from her, by the Lannisters. Her sadness made her only more vengefull. She needed revenge. She would want to make them suffer.

'Bad dream?' Riler asked looking up at the stars.

'Sort of, it was a beautiful dream, but because of the Lannisters I will never be able to make that dream come true,' she answered. Lurs snorred loudly.

'I get that,' Riler said, 'I have those a lot.'

'Tell me,' she said laying a hand on her brothers shoulder.

'Dreams of how things could've went if the Murder never happened, and if I never got married off to Myrcella,' he said looking at his sister.

'You have to tell me, why Sansa?' She asked him.

'She might looked like a little brat, I'll give you that, but she was quite determined of becoming queen. She was kind to me, when we spoke. I just saw more than a little brat, I saw a girl who would become a strong women. I just knew it by the way she spoke. I admired it, and without wanting it, I started having feelings for the thirteen year old girl. She never liked me of course, I couldn't make her the queen she wanted to be.. But if I could have, I would have done that.'

'Woah, thats beautifull Riler,' she told him, 'if we'll be able to save her. She could develop feelings for you.'

'I can't make her the queen, all I can make her is lady Darkerly of Darkerly Castle. Whats left of it at least,' Riler said, 'she'll never like someone like me. And I've accepted it.'

'According to who? She liked Joffrey. Now she knows he's a real shithead, she'll want someone good, pure, kind, generous and strong. Joffrey isn't any of those things. You are. You are almost the defenition of those things Riler.'

He smiled thankfull at her. 'Thank you little one.'

She smiled back. 'You'll see her again, I promise.'

Riler nodded. 'I hope so.'

'You will brother,' Toria said, 'I don't know when. I don't know how. I just know you will.'

'Get some sleep,' Riler said, 'and don't dream of your supposed to be wedding. It really saddens me.'

'How do you know I dreamt of that?' She asked confused.

'You sometimes, talk in your sleep,' Riler said, 'I wish you could've had it.'

'Yeah, me too,' she smiled slightly but it hurted her.