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

Fake smiles

 "I want to see the cripple!" joffery yelled as they made their way to their room to prepare for the feast. "I want to see her hobble around without a leg!" Jon fisted his hands wanting to pummel the little prince but robb noticed and grabbed onto him theon caught on and pulled jon back as well. Jon had just been called away from kitty when he came across the royal twats.

"Not worth it." Robb muttered pulling Jon away. "You would be killed," robb whispered slamming jon into his room. "Cool off! your head on a spike would break kitty's heart... you know that." Jon sighed still angry but he knew his brother was right.

"Its not right." Jon said as robb made his way out, theon and robb turned back to him. "Its not right how people treat her." Jon paused. "Its not right how you all treat her!" he snapped

"Hey i love kitty."

"Maybe you should act like it then. Treat her like a person." He yelled through clenched teeth.

"Shut up she knows i love her" Robb snapped back, taking threatening steps towards Jon.

"No she doesnt!" Jon snapped. "She thinks only Lord Stark and I care which is true. You dont give a damn."

"Hey i helped her today!" Theon slowly backed up knowing full well he treated kitty poorly as well. He just wanted to fit in. Kitty was a sweet girl. Always kind to everyone and never spoke back to those that hurt her which was everyone.

"You help her once every decade and you think you care! You hold her hand for a moment in time only for the next to treat her like shit!"

"Hey-"

"No!" Jon turned and saw Kitty talking with the hound in the stables. "I have to go." Jon muttered running back to her. "Kitty kat. Come on we must be getting ready for tonight." sandor took a step away from Kitty and went back to petting his horses mane.

"Of course... it was really lovely to meet you Sandor." Kitty said before letting jon lead her away.

"What did the hound have to say?" Jon asked once they were alone.

"Who?"

"The man with the scared face."

"What did you call him?" Kitty asked irritated.

"The hound." Jon repeated. "That's what the king calls him. Hes joffery's pet."

"Well that is not right jon. You know how mean nicknames are. I'm disappointed in you brother. His name is Sandor Clegane." Jon let out a breath. Of course kitty would stand up for the man. That's just who she was. She was never shown an inch of kindness yet she had all the kindness and compassion in the world to give.

"You are right. I'm sorry..." she nodded and kept walking still using jon as a crutch. "What were you and Sandor taking about?"

"His horse. The black one that was making a ruckus when we get in... he wanted to know how I settled him so easily. Apparently his name is Stranger and he doesn't like strangers." Kitty laughed at her word play.

"But of course the giant horse liked you..." Jon smiled at her as they approached her room. He pulled the door open for her and placed a kiss on her cheek. "Have fun tonight love." He whispered as he pulled her door closed and left her alone with her thoughts and her pain.

Kitty put on a blue dress. It was flared out and cut high on her chest. She looked at herself and thought about sansa's dresses even aryas dresses. They were all beautiful. Elegant needlepoint and shimmering in an arya of colors. Hers were bland, simple, unimpressive next to her sisters. She stood in the mirror and turned slightly. Before slipping out of it and trying on a different one. This one was beautiful. She had sewn the flowers herself and cut the top so a necklace could be worn and not get caught in the fabric. She did a simple braid around her head fastening it in place before slipping boots on. She was glad to never had to wear heels due to her lack of foot. The boot helped to stabilize her as well. She smiled at herself and in mirror but the smile was fake. She forced herself to keep the smile on her lips as she made her way to the banquet hall.