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“Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle"

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Arya & Gendry

That was when Harwin remembered Arya. “Such talk is not for your ears, milady.” “No, I want to hear.” The outlaws were adamant. “Go on with you, skinny squirrel,” said Greenbeard. “Be a good little lady and go play in the yard while we talk, now.” Arya stalked away angry, and would have slammed the door if it hadn’t been so heavy. Darkness had settled over Acorn Hall. A few torches burned along the walls, but that was all. The gates of the little castle were closed and barred. She had promised Harwin that she would not try and run away again, she knew, but that was before they started telling lies about her mother. “Arya?” Gendry had followed her out. “Lady Smallwood said there’s a smithy. Want to have a look?” “If you want.” She had nothing else to do.

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TSPWL: Arya and Gendry edition

Meet Miss Arya Stark, eight and twenty, quite obviously a spinster already having went into more than 6 seasons as debutante not catching a husband. Everyone say she is clever but really difficult and picky.

Meet Sir Gendry Baratheon, older male son of the late Baron Robert Baratheon, botanist and supreme antisocial. After his father's death, he thought of what his father never thought of doing, take care of all his known base-born siblings.

Everything started with a condolence letter after the death of his father and after a year of correspondece, both of them had a most marvelous idea: maybe they could suit for marriage!.

What he didn't know, is that she wasn't a spinster. What she didn't know, is that he was not the only Baratheon in Storm's End.

His letters were bundled and tied with a purple ribbon, hidden at the bottom of her middle desk drawer, tucked underneath the piles of stationery she used for her many letters. He was her secret. Hers. ~

Because the woman standing in his entry hall was young, and quite pretty, and when she looked up to meet his gaze, he saw that she had the largest, most achingly beautiful gray eyes he'd ever seen. ~

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When the town’s new blacksmith met the young woman who lives in a small cottage deep in the woods - they call her the lady of the forest -, his life changed. 

And how she smiled and how she laughed, the maiden of the tree. She spun away and said to him, no featherbed for me. I'll wear a gown of golden leaves, and bind my hair with grass, But you can be my forest love, and me your forest lass.

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(you got a friend in me)

Give you my wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes When two people understand each other Family that I chose now that I see your brother as my brother Is it enough? I'd give you my sunshine Give you my best

(would it be enough if I could never give you peace?)

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She took a breath to quiet the howling in her heart

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