Gendry peered through the bars at his lady, trying to work out the kindest way to put things. He could color the tale a bit. Leave things out. But he decided that with the waver in her voice, she deserved no less than the truth.
"It was after the King's Hand was executed. I was sold to the Night's Watch nearly the same day. I was loaded up with a bunch of other men and boys. But there was one boy who wasn't like the others. He spoke a little differently and was a bit too smart for his own good. And his sword was castle forged."
Gendry had even thought 'Arry' was a boy for a few days as well. But then, he hadn't been paying too much attention then.
"But it was no boy. He was Arya Stark. She'd cut her hair and dressed up as a boy. Yoren - he was the Watchman, he was taking her to Winterfell. None of the others figured out she was really a girl. But I managed to work it out."
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"It was after the King's Hand was executed. I was sold to the Night's Watch nearly the same day. I was loaded up with a bunch of other men and boys. But there was one boy who wasn't like the others. He spoke a little differently and was a bit too smart for his own good. And his sword was castle forged."
Gendry had even thought 'Arry' was a boy for a few days as well. But then, he hadn't been paying too much attention then.
"But it was no boy. He was Arya Stark. She'd cut her hair and dressed up as a boy. Yoren - he was the Watchman, he was taking her to Winterfell. None of the others figured out she was really a girl. But I managed to work it out."