No lady ➢ Sandor Clegane

The Butcher's Boy {5}

  It was later in the evening, and sadly, grief seemed to follow. You hadn't heard the full story of what went down, but you knew it wasn't good. You had been with your father when you got the news, Arya was lost, the prince was injured, and Arya's direwolf was nowhere to be seen either. It took hours to find her, sadly when we did, she was found by the Lannisters.  

 You had discovered that Nymeria, Arya's direwolf had attacked the prince but only cause he attacked Arya. Or so, you were told. There were different stories flying everywhere. Only when Sansa was brought in did it get worse. Sansa played dumb and said she didn't remember, causing Arya to pull her hair, obviously upset that Sansa was lying. You couldn't stand it, your sisters being against each other, King Robert yelling, Cersei and Joffery whimpering about scars and pain.  

The aftermath of the situation got worse. Cersei decided that the creature that harmed her son, shall be executed. Nymeria was never discovered, so she decided to go with Lady instead. It was terrible. All you could do is stand there, stoic, wanting to comfort your sisters, wanting both Lady and Nymeria to be okay. Wishing the prince wasn't a little shit, pardon my French.  

After thirty minutes or so, it was done. You had walked out to find Sandor Clegane, his horse, and an unknown body. Father ordered that Lady was brought back to Winterfell to be given a proper burial. You kept thinking to yourself that it just couldn't get worse. Alas, you stood there, feeling as though this world was against you. Nothing you could say or do would make this situation any better. Around this time, everyone had gone to sleep, feeling tired, overwhelmed, and disappointed with the day.

  It was the morning after and everything seemed dreary. Your time traveling the Kingsroad was atrocious. You couldn't bring yourself to get out of the bed you had slept in. You had once loved to travel, loved the feeling of waking up in a place far away from home, feeling the clean breeze, spending time, and making new memories with loved ones. But the only memories you had been making were ones filled with sorrow. A knock at your door drew you back from your thoughts. 

"Come in" You answered. There was a shuffle behind the door before it was opened, showing your father. 

"Are you okay? Have you been in bed all this time?" Father said, expressing his worry. You smiled, leaning up against the backboard of the bed.

 "I've been better, I didn't think it would be like this" You explained. 

"Aye, I know how you feel. Soon we'll be in King's Landing, which I must admit, does not sound much better." He laughed, causing you to softly smile.

 "But, we will be arriving in King's Landing soon, we can leave all of this behind us on the road." Father continued, walking over to you and sitting on the bed.

 Feeling the bed dip as he leaned over to you to hold your hand. "I don't know if I could take much more of this despair." You muttered  

He gave a worried, but knowing look as he started to speak. "I understand, I promise you as soon as we have arrived, it will get better. You can finally rest and be at ease. I will always be there to protect you, Jory, as well."  

After a minute or so of comforting silence, he interrupted. "I must be on my way, there are still some things I need to attend to before we can start to move." 

You nodded, letting him take his leave, you decided to stay in bed for just a little longer before heading out and preparing to move.  




A/N I sincerely apologize for this short chapter, I've been having some writer's block. Do not fret, I will still be doing my best to post daily, even if the chapters are shorter, I believe they will still be somewhat quality. ALSO, I did warn that this story is going to be a short burn, due to the fact that it IS Sandor Clegane, he does not love easily. Please take your time and enjoy the story building, character development, and love I will be putting into this story <3