Game of Thrones Imagines Book Two

Lost girl - Part 1 - Sandor x Reader

I know I already have so many imagines to finish. But if I get an idea, I just have to write it. So, I hope that you will forgive me for starting something new. And that you enjoy this.

Sandor quietly watched the figure dig through the rubbish at the back of some small bakeries on the Street of Flour. It wasn't the first time that the big man had watched the creature try and find some food. And each time he had witnessed their desperate attempts to survive, he had felt a strange need to somehow help.

Life in Kings Landing was hard for many people. But at least many enjoyed a roof over their heads at night. This being on the other hand, had nothing more than boxes and a thin blanket set up in one of the many rat infested back alleys that the city had to offer. It was true that the Hound had seen others living like this. But this particular person had caught his eye. And even though he wasn't known for having a soft heart. He found that for some reason he wanted to do something.

Even though he had been watching the person for a while, Sandor had never actually seen their face. He had noticed that they always wore a large hood that hid their features, and many layers of clothing that made it impossible for him to know whether the figure was male or female. Yet it didn't seem to matter. Sandor believing that maybe he was growing soft in his old age.

Taking a deep breath, Sandor stepped out from the shadows where he had been observing. Coughing as softly as he could, hoping not to scare the person away.

"Look, I don't want any trouble, I'm just hungry. I'm leaving, alright?" A beautiful female voice said hesitantly, as she backed up against the large pile of refuse.

"I'm sorry........ I didn't mean ta scare ya. I just didn't want ya looking for something ta eat in there." Sandor said, his eyes growing wide as the figure removed its hood to reveal features of a woman beneath.

She looked different to what he had expected. And despite the dirt and smudges on her skin, to the Hound's eyes, she was completely exquisite. Her pale grey eyes looking nervously into his.

"I'll just go somewhere else. Got to eat somehow." She replied. Trying to get away, only to find Sandor's hand gently grab her wrist as she moved passed him.

"I....... I didn't mean that." Sandor told her, as he let go of her wrist.

"I mean, let me take ya somewhere and buy ya something real ta eat." Sandor explained, now hoping more than ever that she would accept his invitation.

"Why..... why would ya want to do that?" She asked, looking up at the big man. She had lived on the streets long enough to know who to avoid. Long enough to have been told this before and find that there was an ulterior motive behind it. And she had live in Kings Landing long enough to know who was who. So found herself wondering, why the feared Hound would be making such an offer. But as she looked at the man, there was something about his scarred features that made her want to smile. Which was something that she hadn't done in a very long time.

"Cos, well...... I seen ya dig around in there before. And I just wanted ya ta have something warm ta eat instead of something cold and outta that shit." Sandor continued, as he offered her is hand.

"My name is Sandor. Sandor Clegane." Sandor announced, trying not to smile as she took his hand.

"I may be down on my luck, but I'm not stupid. Ain't a soul in the Seven Kingdoms that doesn't know who you are. You're slightly distinctive afterall. And my name is (Y/n) Waters. It's a pleasure to meet the great Ser Clegane." (Y/n) replied, as Sandor gestured for her to follow him. Walking her through the streets to the Street of Silk, before opening the door to one of the many brothels.