"Thank you for not being a cunt like the rest of the kings guard.' Alina said that night knocking on Sandors door. He smirked back at her. 'delivering a cloak,' she pat the fabric in her hands. 'sansa is grateful as well. Shaken up but grateful.' Alina assured him.
'Come in,' he requested opening the door for her.
'I really wish I could but there is one more order of business to handle tonight.' alina told him regretfully.
'With the imp?' he questioned taking the cloak back from her, throwing it to the bed.
'Its not like that.' alina assured him. Not anymore at least she thought as he stared down at her. but it was like he could read her mind.
'you go deal with the imp,' he spat, turning away from her but she grabbed his arm.
'its not like that and you know it. Tywin requested I come here and help. That I come here and be an inviable Hand of the king so to speak.' Alina told him.
'I'm not stopping you.' Sandor reminded her. she dropped his arm.
'I care about you sandor. Don't act this way, you have nothing to worry about.' Alina assured him.
'what is there to worry about? You and me aint ever gonna be anything more than friends that like to fuck and you know it.' Sandor told her.
'you don't mean that.' alina said disbelieving.
'what else would you call us?' sandor questioned.
'Well... I don't know.' She admitted. Things had been so crazy since everything, since coming to kings landing. She had a mission from Tywin and she wasn't about to let him down, not after everything he did for her since her father died.
'You are the last living Frost.' Sandor reminded her. 'you are basically royalty!'
'I don't care about your title.' Alina told him. 'and I may be a queen or princess but I am queen of nothing. Remember? My home was destroyed years ago.'
'that doesn't matter, you have this power, this... thing. Tywin raised you to be perfect, to be his weapon, his vessel. You honestly think Tywin is going to let anything happen between us? Isn't that why you come to me late at night when the rest of the castle is asleep? You don't want to disappoint Tywin by being seen with me?'
'What? No! that's not true!' alina told him.
'Killer, go.' Sandor told her and her heart was breaking.
'Sandor.' She pleaded.
'Killer, go. You said you had shit to do with the imp. Go do it.' Sandor told her ushering her out the door.
'Sandor!' but she shut the door on her. she slammed her hands against it leaving a frosty hand print in her wake.
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Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane
FanfictionFighting the power within can be more deadly than embracing it. Catalina "Alina" Frost is the last living Frost. Will she be their savior or their downfall? (Frost is not a bastard name in this. She is from a long line of magically gifted Frosts ) ...