Game of Thrones: What Could Have Been

Chapter 6 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

Synopsis: It is time for her wedding to Rickon, Shireen is nervous about it. However she is soon given some news which increased her confidence and soon, the wedding is ready to get underway.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.

Chapter 6: Rickon/Shireen

Shireen was nervous, no, terrified. It was her wedding day, she was about to be married to Rickon Stark; the youngest prince of Winterfell. Truthfully it wasn't Rickon she was scared of; he had been nothing but polite to her since they met. However he was sometimes taciturn and it unnerved her.

The marriage had been arranged by her father and Rickon's oldest brother, the two Kings of Westeros. It was the final arrangement, now that all other disputes had been settled; they sought now to cement their alliance with this marriage.

As she stood in her chambers in Winterfell, trying to prepare herself, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." She said; knowing what awaited her now.

Sure enough, Lady Catelyn, Queen Myrcella and Lady Meera entered.

"Good morning Shireen." Catelyn greeted her warmly.

Shireen smiled, despite her nervousness. "Good morning My Lady."

Meera then spoke. "Everything is nearly ready; we've come to help you get dressed."

Shireen smiled gratefully and thanked them and they soon got to work. Shireen removed her shift and soon they were getting her properly dressed, getting her dress on. The whole time however, the other ladies noticed Shireen appeared distracted.

As they worked, Catelyn then revealed. "Oh, your father has just arrived; he is preparing to escort you to your husband."

Shireen gasped, stunned.

"My father, really?"

They all nodded; Shireen was shocked by this; but that wasn't all. That same look was still on her face.

Luckily Myrcella realized what was bothering her and silently reassured Catelyn and Meera. They left once everything was ready, Myrcella remained however.

"Shireen." She said softly; the girl turned to her. "Are you sure you're alright?"

Shireen bit her lip. "I…I just; I'm worried, what if things go wrong in the marriage. What if I…"

Myrcella quickly headed her off, before Shireen built herself up into a panic.

"Shireen, relax; everything's going to be fine. You won't do anything, Rickon does care about you. This will go right; you're just nervous that's all." She explained, before adding. "I understand, I was the same when I married Robb."

Shireen bit her lip; realizing that Myrcella was right. She calmed herself down, taking a deep breath.

Myrcella smiled. "There is nothing to fear; oh, here, if it makes you feel better. I can tell you a little secret."

Shireen nodded and Myrcella leaned closer; pressing her scarred cheek against Shireen's grey mottled cheek.

"He's just as nervous as you are."

Shireen jerked back, wide-eyed. "What?"

Myrcella nodded. "It's true, when you come to the Godswood, watch him and you'll see."

With that, Myrcella left, just before Stannis arrived. Shireen smiled at her father, suddenly feeling a lot better. Soon it was time and, along with her father, she made her way down to the Godswood. It was time for the wedding to begin.

As she entered with her father; she looked around, once more amazed at the size of her soon to be good-family. The first people she noted were Sansa Stark and her husband Podrick Payne, standing together smiling happily.

Podrick had his arm around Sansa's waist, his hand resting on her swollen belly. They were both excited about the baby; they could hardly wait for the birth. Next to them was a rather well behaved Arya Stark, along with her husband Gendry. They were both holding a hand of their three year old daughter, Alyssa, and Arya rested her hand on her own swollen stomach.

Not as much as Sansa's but still visible; their yet to be born second child. On the other side of the Heart Tree, Prince Bran sat in his wheeled chair, his wife Meera standing beside him, a hand on his shoulder, their year old son Ulfric, seated on his father's lap.

Then finally, Robb and Myrcella; with their four children; all standing watching her arrival. Everything looked perfect; she then turned her gaze to Rickon standing at the Heart Tree. Sure enough she saw it; it was slight, the flicker in his eyes, the way in which he subconsciously gripped Shaggydog's fur.

'Myrcella was right; he's as nervous as I am.' She realized.

Realizing that made her feel better; she was ready and so, the wedding began. Truthfully, Shireen couldn't remember everything in detail.

She was just so aware of Rickon next to her, the way their hands were locked together nearly the whole time. One part she did remember however, with great clarity was the kiss. Rickon turned to her, love and adoration shining in his eyes and their lips met.

In that moment, Shireen was consumed and lost herself in the feeling of complete bliss.

End of chapter and of story, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.

That's it now, the end of my GOT Marathon, it was a long and incredible bout of work, I really enjoying it and hope that you did too; thanks to all who read and reviewed the stories, thank you :)