Game of Thrones: The New Stark

Chapter 10 of my Game of Thrones story, the final chapter, enjoy.

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Chapter 10

Shireen awoke; excitement buzzed within her, as well as nervousness pooling in her stomach. Today was the day, it was time for her and Rickon's wedding. She got out of bed and walked over to the window. She had been resting however as, at her and Rickon's request, it was to be a proper Northern Ceremony, taking place at night.

It was a beautiful night; a little cold but still beautiful. She smiled widely; before her nervousness reasserted itself. She took a deep breath and did her utmost to calm down. The other women had all reassured her that these feelings would be natural; that was what Shireen kept telling herself.

'I should focus on being happy.' She told herself firmly. 'Rickon and I love each other; this is the day we've been waiting for since we started talking and realizing how much we cared about each other.'

She straightened up and turned to the looking glass. She no longer saw her ears, jaw or even greyscale scars as issues anymore. Just then there was a knock at the door.

"It's unlocked."

The door opened and Talisa and Sansa came in.

"Good morning Shireen." Sansa greeted.

Talisa also greeted her before adding. "Are you ready?"

Shireen nodded. "Yes; I am."

Meera then arrived, smiling. "I came to help out, Arya can't come. She has to help Gendry with Visenya."

They all nodded; then, together the girls got to work. Before long Shireen was in her wedding gown; her black and gold maiden's cloak around her shoulders. At her request her hair had been left down, northern style.

Finally, once they finished with the last touches, the other women stepped back. Talisa left to join her husband. Sansa smiled and gently put a reassuring hand on Shireen's shoulder.

"There, you look beautiful; Rickon is going to be unable to take his eyes off you." She said gently "Oh, by the way, he's here; I have to get down to the Godswood and see the others. But don't worry, he'll take you there."

Shireen was nervous about this; until after Sansa left and her father did indeed step into the room.

Shireen smiled. "Father!"

Stannis managed a tight smile; Shireen knew he was supposed to come, but she wasn't sure if he'd actually be able to make it.

"Shireen. You look wonderful." He said, awkward as ever when it came to expression emotions.

Shireen automatically hugged him; leaving him feeling more awkward as he returned it.

"I'm so glad you could make it; I wasn't sure if..."

Stannis nodded. "Well, I'm here now. We best get down to the Godswood; are you ready?"

Shireen nodded and so she and Stannis left the room and headed down to the Godswood. Still nervous, Shireen was grateful for her father as he walked her in, fulfilling the role he was to take in the upcoming ceremony. She smiled widely as she saw her new family all assembled. Robb and Talisa, standing to one side, smiling happily. Sansa stood next to them.

As they drew closer, Shireen saw Arya smiling at her; Gendry standing next to her, Visenya between them. They each held one of their daughter's hands. For once Arya and Visenya wore dresses, rather than their usual clothing. Meera stood with a loving hand on Bran's shoulder. Bran sat in his wheeled chair.

Then her eyes fell on Rickon, standing at the Heart Tree. Her heart raced; she saw his smile; saw the same flicker of nervousness in his eyes and knew he felt the same as her. Then they stopped and it was time for the ceremony to begin; Robb stepped forwards.

"Who comes before the Old Gods this night." He intoned.

Her father replied; without an instant of hesitation. "Shireen of the House Baratheon, comes here to be wed. A woman grown, true-born and noble. She comes to beg the blessing of the Gods, who comes to claim her?"

Rickon stepped forwards and spoke. "Rickon of House Stark; who gives her?"

"Stannis of House Baratheon, her father."

Robb then asked. "Princess Shireen, do you take this man?"

Shireen replied firmly. "I take this man."

With that, they were guided to each other and, hands joined Rickon and Shireen knelt before the Heart Tree. There was a moment's pause and then, as her Baratheon cloak was removed and she was draped with the Stark cloak, they kissed, sealing their marriage at last.

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