The Hound, The Imp, and The Cripple // Sandor Clegane

King is coming

The door soon opened but Kitty didn't look up already too drawn into the story, the words the characters.

"Hello Katarina."

"Father!" She dropped the book and moved to get up forgetting her leg thrown on the floor, she quickly fell to the ground. But Ned scooped up his daughter and placed her back on the couch. "Thank you." She said embarrassed.

"I have news my love." He sat next to her and kissed her head, she leaned into him. Why couldn't the rest of her family see her as a person and not an abomination like Jon and her father. They loved her, they didn't seem to mind that she was a flawed human.

"News?" She questioned, looking up at him.

"The king is coming."

"All the way from kings landing?"

"Yes my love. Him and his family will be here soon." Kitty looked down, another group of people to hate her for something she had no control over.

"Will they stay here?"

"Yes me love."

"Mother will most likely want me to stay in my room when they are here." Kitty said softly.

"I don't care, I'm the boss and I want you to meet them. They are going to love you. I know it."

"My own mother doesn't love me. why would strangers?" Kitty asked trying to keep the bitterness from her voice but failing. She didn't notice Jon enter. He stayed at the door. Listening.

"She loves you-" Ned began.

"No. she doesn't. I might as well be a bastard child. Or even a stranger. To her and all of them."

"They don't-"

"Yes." She cut him off. "Yes they do. They hate me. It's alright though. I'm used to it." Ned opened his mouth but Kitty kept going. "I have you and I have Jon and I have Ghost. I don't need anyone else." She said and Jon came up handing her a vile of milk of the poppy.

"Here you go, love." Jon said standing behind the couch and watching them.

"Thank you jon." Jon moved to leave but Kitty put a hand out to stop him. "Did you hear?" She asked as she faked a smile. "The royal family is coming... they will be here soon."

"That will be.." Jon didn't know what to say. He wasn't too happy about outsiders either.

"Yes, that will be." Ned repeated with a grin. "I will leave you two to it." He pressed a kiss to Kitty's head and gave Jon and nod before making a haste exit.

"Jon will you stay?"

"Of course." He plopped down next to her. "What are you read-"

"When you get married can I come and live with you?" Kitty interrupted.

"My love-"

"I will be good. You wont even notice I'm there. please. Don't leave me alone with these people."

"I don't think I will ever marry love."

"But you are so handsome Jon. I'm sure any women would love to have you as their husband."

"I'm a bastard."

"I'm a cripple."

"That's different."

"It doesn't feel different. It feels like... like an ache that never ceases."

"You are my girl. Mine. I will never leave you." Jon wanted to cry. He loved his sister and hated seeing her in pain hated seeing her sad. They had found solace in each other from a very young age. When Jon was brought to Winterfell Cat was furious. At Jon. A baby. For having absolutely no control in the matter of her own husbands affair and to still day 16 (idk how old are they supposed to be again?) years later. When Jon was brought home Robb was just a baby but Kitty was 4 and Cat decided it would be a good idea if the bastards in her eyes kept each other company so she wouldn't have to deal with Jon Snow. Kitty loved it. He was like a doll. A real life doll. She got to dress him and change him and feed him. She protected him and brought him everywhere with her. He even lived in her room with her until he was old enough to have his own. Kitty would sing him songs and tell him stories and when he cried the only person that got him to stop was Kitty. Their bond was forged from the first moment they met and it only grew stronger as they aged for now it was jons job to protect his sister as she protected him, cared for him, for all those years.

"you really think you will never get married?"

"You think you want to get married?" He questioned back.

"I heard," she started turning around to make sure no one was listening. "I heard that the men at the brothel-"

"What the bloody hell are you doing-" Jon couldn't form words, a brothel. His sister. What the bloody hell. "where are you going where you hear what men in brothels are talking about?" She waved him off

"I heard that they all want to... fuck" she said the word as a whisper, not liking to curse. "the pretty cripple, the beauty with one leg."

"Bloody hell!"

"I was even paid a visit by the owner of the brothel" Jon rose a brow, anger filling him. "He said if I ever want a change in scenery I could work for him and he would pay me top silver."

"Stop, stop right now. I cant believe what I'm hearing. I just cant believe it."

"Don't worry I'm not actually considering it. Ive never even kissed a man I most certainly don't want anyone to see me naked!" She exclaimed with a laugh.

"Well thank the Gods for that then." Jon kissed her temple and pulled her in close, protectively. His mind raced with all the things those vile would do to his innocent sister. He himself had never been to a brothel but Theon and Robb had and they told him stories. "Promise me you will never step foot in a brothel! Ever!" Jon demanded.

"I promise." Kitty said still laughing. He kissed her hair over and over again, trying to get the vile imagine out of his head.