Game of Thrones - No Promises, No Demands - Arya Stark

[cmk418]

Set during Season Seven


It was just supposed to be one night. An experience unlike any she’d had before. No promises exchanged, no demands given, just enjoying each other’s bodies to the point of exhaustion. A girl had needs. A girl on the brink of dying had no time to waste.

It was nothing like Arya had expected. It was pleasant enough, but she honestly didn’t see what the big deal was- a few kisses, followed by some frantic thrusting, and it was over. Still, if she was going to die, she was glad to have had the experience. Leave no stone unturned, so to speak.

She didn’t die. She was lauded as a hero. She didn’t feel like one. The Night King was just one more killing. This one though, wasn’t revenge or an assignment. It was justified. Was that what differentiated a hero and a villain? She didn’t know. People would think what they were going to think.

Gendry thought now that these battles were over, she would settle down and be a lady. What was worse, he thought she would be his lady. At one time, she may have had a girlish dream of it, but too much had happened. She’d never be beholden to him or to anyone but herself.

It wasn’t her intent to break his heart. If he’d listened to what she’d been telling him from the moment they were reunited, he would have been prepared. He wouldn’t have asked.

To some, it may have appeared she snuck off like a thief in the night, but, she was actually just continuing down the path that had been set so many years ago.

There was one last name for the list to be complete.

Comments

[mazephoenix.livejournal.com]

That's our girl. Very nice story.

[cmk418]

Thanks. I loved watching Arya grow into the person she was meant to be throughout the series. She's a fantastic character.