Halt! Who goes there! He said as he swung his sword in the direction of the intruder moving silently towards him. Gendry was so very ashamed. He had fallen asleep again in the middle of his watch.
Lord Bran would not be please about this. He thought to himself.
It’s not really my fault. He can’t really blame me for being so sleepy. I shouldn’t even be here in the first place. For some reason, Lord Bran had specifically asked Gendry to sit on this specific spot just outside the gates of Winterfell and had assigned him for guard duty.
Stay there Gendry and wait, said Bran. When Gendry asked what he was suppose to be waiting for, the young lord just smiled and walked away. That was over a month ago. He has been stuck here sitting and waiting for god knows what. He’s tired, he’s bored, he’s sleepy, he’s cold and he misses warmth of the forge badly.
You have been standing there day dreaming in the last five minutes. I could have killed you already if I wanted to, you stupid bull, said the stranger as a hood was pulled down from a cloak and a familiar pair of grey eyes met Gendry’s blue ones.
Arya? he said in disbelief as the sword the he was holding on slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
You called for me. You asked me to come home. So here I am.
Note: Eva Green as older Arya. Her eyes are just the perfect shade of grey. Btw, this is sort of a continuation to my previous post found here. I have not written anything in the last 10 years, so i’m very rusty. sorry :)