Not quite close

He saw the clothpiece tossed aside and went to grab it. Bran froze however, the sound of the door behind him turning his muscles to stone. Slowly, he turned around and covered his new parts, conscious of how indecent he must've looked.

"I see you're adjusting to your new form." Melisandre chuckled. Stannis entered the room after her. The Baratheon's expression was unflinching and serious, almost as if he expected to see the Stark naked. Bran noticed there was also two guards at the door, any thoughts of making a quick escape disintegrating before him.

"Could you please step forward, Lord Stark?" At least the red woman still had the courtesy to address him by his proper title.

"Let me put on some clothes-"

"There will be no need to. Obey Lady Melisandre." Stannis firmly interrupted Bran's motion to grab the gown with his commanding voice. The naked Stark had **** but to reluctantly obey, shyly coming forward with one of his hands covering his female sex while the other covered his breasts.

"Don't be shy Bran, our king must fully inspect what has become of you." His eyes went wide open and a lot more heat rushed up to his cheeks.

"I-I..."

"Go on, I haven't got all day." The man said impatiently.

Bran relented, uncomfortably putting his arms aside and revealing his sister's naked form to them. Stannis got closer, seeming much taller and larger than before. The Baratheon inspected him. Just as he did, Arya did not like being watched. Chills up his spine at the thought of what that grizzled old man would do to him.

And then he bent to stare right between his legs. As if by instinct, the Stark closed them and put his hands over his womanhood. Stannis seemed annoyed.

"Don't worry, your grace. I assure you he's as much Arya Stark down there as he's up here." Melisandre spoke, which seemed to calm the balding lord. Bran was not too happy hearing that, but he knew it first hand that she was speaking the truth.

"Please... uhmmm... Lord Stark, take a seat." Melisandre gestured to the stool in front of the dresser. Bran felt the hard wood against his ass and quickly closed his sister's legs to hide her sex. He also used one of his arms to cover what he could of her breasts.