Protect // Sandor Clegane

Monsters

Sandor got Rina back to her room but before he could get her into the door she collapsed in front of him. He reached for her throwing open the door and bringing her too the bed. It was quick her eyes were open before he knew it.

'The king is going to die' she said through labored breaths.

'When?'

'Has he already left for his hunting trip?' She panted as sandor rubbed her back

'Yes kitten they left already.'

'Then it is too late.'

'God why is it too late ? why is it always too late?'

'What do you mean love?' Sandor asked they were lying in bed three limbs tangled together. She had the window open and they were listening to the sound of crickets in the distance it was earie and beautiful all the same time.

'When I see what's to come' She began 'when I see what's about to happen, it's too late to stop it! I can't help anyone I can't save anyone what is the purpose of having this this ability if there is nothing I can do to save the ones I love I'm dying? It's not fair it doesn't make sense why give a person the power to see death, to predict death if there's nothing anyone can do to stop it!'

'Oh kitten you can't think like that-'

'But I can't see anything before that moment but I see it coming, but I don't know what lead to the death to stop it!'

'You can't feel guilty over that, maybe this prophecy that you're seeing maybe it's-'

'It's what? what am I? Because I feel like a monster. I feel like I screwed up messed up monster that can see death.' Banshee. She thought. The omen of death. The angel of death. The wailing woman. She let the tears fall and she cried out.

'No kitten, you are not a monster, you are sweet, kind, perfect maybe it's this place...'

'What do you mean?'

'I mean... did you have this many prophecies previously when you're back home at Winterfell?'

'No I rarely have them actually but my brother Jon he saw me have a few of them... same with Arya. They never told mother or father... well jon told father. Apparently he has been watching out for me at a distance but I never had a vision in front of him so he thought it was a fluke... everyone always just said I was special. I was different. I could see things that other people couldn't. Like the darkness. I could feel and sense the darkness not just the actual darkness outside but the darkness within people..

'Have you always been able to do this?'

'I think so I don't remember when it started but I always remember being there with me like a friend...'

'a friend? Doesn't seem like a good friend kitten.'

'At first this extra sense of mine it felt like a friend someone helping me guiding me showing me the good and bad in people.' Sandor kissed the top of her head. 'I could see the darkness within people, in their eyes, their soul, their colors... everyone has colors, they used to be strong. Raging reds and the deepest of blacks. No one had light... but that has faded since the vision took over...' she admitted. everyone had darkness in them, no one was pure, no one was innocent. Jon however, his colors were lighter, which she always thought was funny because he was born of sin and disloyalty.

'And what do you see in me?' He asked curiously looking her over his and his hand trailing up and down her spine

She sat up and straddled him putting her hands on his cheeks and looking him in the eyes

'I see pain lots of pain but I also see joy, happiness, love?'

'Aye love. I love you kitten.'

'Monster and all?'

'People call me a monster... we can be monsters together.'