Write a fan-fic scene from Game of Thrones where Arya and Gendry meet up a year after the conclusion of the tv series, where the whitewalkers were defeated and Bran is still in charge. Make it slightly romantic and nostalgic.
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Write a fan-fic scene from Game of Thrones where Arya and Gendry meet up a year after the conclusion of the tv series, where the whitewalkers were defeated and Bran is still in charge. Make it slightly romantic and nostalgic.
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A year had passed since the events at Winterfell and King's Landing. The White Walkers were defeated, and the long night ended. King's Landing was besieged by a tyrant and nearly razed, but Arya survived that as well. But now, after twelve long months, two old friends were reunited. Arya returned from adventuring to visit Bran, and she happened to cross paths with Gendry in the Red Keep.

"Gendry, what are you doing here?" Arya said, with shock rippling in her voice.

Gendry, the Lord of Storm's End, was equally surprised as he stammered out a reply. "Business I'm afraid. A lord's work is never done. But y-you, how are you, Arya?"

Arya stood there looking up at him and wondering just how the boy she knew grew to be this man. She recalled all the time they spent together evading capture, and that one night before the white walkers attacked. Her cheeks began to blush. Gendry's cheeks were flushing too as he reminisced just as fondly. The two were always friends, and for a time, they were more. But it didn't last. Nothing good ever lasts in Westeros.

"I'm fine, Gendry." Arya spoke in hushed tones. "I'm just here to see Bran. I set off on my own but I just couldn't escape the feeling that what I needed was a home. I don't know what I'm going to do now that I'm back, but, well, I'm here now."

"I'm glad to see you are doing well. These past few years, they've changed us all—and not just the war. I still dream about it sometimes, but what I dream about more than those horrors are you."

"Me? Gendry, come on. I'm a tomboy. You're the Lord of Storm's End now."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, I just never thought I'd see you again. Yes, I'm a lord, but inside, I'm still the same kid from Fleabottom."

Arya's lips quivered as her heart skipped a beat. Gendry's voice had such command in it, such force as he had finally come into his own.

"Won't you at least dine with me tonight?" Gendry asked.

Arya, her voice somehow choked up, could only nod in assent.
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Write a fan-fic scene from Game of Thrones where Arya and Gendry meet up a year after the conclusion of the tv series, where the whitewalkers were defeated and Bran is still in charge. Make it slightly romantic and nostalgic.</s>
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A year had passed since the events at Winterfell and King's Landing. The White Walkers were defeated, and the long night ended. King's Landing was besieged by a tyrant and nearly razed, but Arya survived that as well. But now, after twelve long months, two old friends were reunited. Arya returned from adventuring to visit Bran, and she happened to cross paths with Gendry in the Red Keep.

"Gendry, what are you doing here?" Arya said, with shock rippling in her voice.

Gendry, the Lord of Storm's End, was equally surprised as he stammered out a reply. "Business I'm afraid. A lord's work is never done. But y-you, how are you, Arya?"

Arya stood there looking up at him and wondering just how the boy she knew grew to be this man. She recalled all the time they spent together evading capture, and that one night before the white walkers attacked. Her cheeks began to blush. Gendry's cheeks were flushing too as he reminisced just as fondly. The two were always friends, and for a time, they were more. But it didn't last. Nothing good ever lasts in Westeros.

"I'm fine, Gendry." Arya spoke in hushed tones. "I'm just here to see Bran. I set off on my own but I just couldn't escape the feeling that what I needed was a home. I don't know what I'm going to do now that I'm back, but, well, I'm here now."

"I'm glad to see you are doing well. These past few years, they've changed us all—and not just the war. I still dream about it sometimes, but what I dream about more than those horrors are you."

"Me? Gendry, come on. I'm a tomboy. You're the Lord of Storm's End now."

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, I just never thought I'd see you again. Yes, I'm a lord, but inside, I'm still the same kid from Fleabottom."

Arya's lips quivered as her heart skipped a beat. Gendry's voice had such command in it, such force as he had finally come into his own.

"Won't you at least dine with me tonight?" Gendry asked.

Arya, her voice somehow choked up, could only nod in assent.</s>
