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

Hated most

You should feel sad when you are told your mother is dead but kitty didn't feel anything. If anything she felt a tinge of relief. She didn't have to worry about Catelyn tormenting her or having her sister throw her out the moon door. She still had nightmares about that time, trapped by her own mother... the nightmares had gotten worse when her leg started to blister and blacken. But this news, this news which made sansa weep made kitty stand still, like a statue. Joffery expected a reaction out of her but she didn't give him one.

'your brother too. I will have both their heads on spikes.' He spat at her. Tyrion watched wanting to help but it appeared that kitty was fine.

'good riddance to them.' Kitty said marching away. she smiled when she got back to her room. Sandor has followed her and he caught her laughing.

'kitten? You alright?' he asked cautiously.

'oh sandor.' She turned a smile still on her face.

'kitten? You were just told your family... and you look like he said the queen was dead. Whats happening?'

'I hate my mother. I don't hate robb. I even might have loved him for real but... I'm just so relived. Oh sandor she is dead. She cant hurt me anymore. I'm am free of one witch in my life... I never thought I would feel such ways about death of my own family, my own mother but look at me! I cant stop smiling!' suddenly she turned sour. 'am I an awful person? Dear gods I am aren't i?'

'No kitten,' sandor said laughing. 'you are human. And that woman treated you like fucking shit. Its okay to feel happy that shes gone. I want my own brother dead. But I hope one day that I get to deliver the final blow.' He told her and she nodded understanding.

'we are a couple of broken people, aren't we?'

'aye but we are the best kind of broken.'

'I'm so happy I cant stop smiling.' Kitty admitted laughing at her mothers demise.

But her smile was soon wiped clean off.

'I'm sorry my lady, it doesn't look good fro you...'

'what are you thinking?' kitty asked pulling her dress back down to cover her knee.

'a week. At most. Your body is done fighting, the infection will take its toll on you sooner rather than later... I'm so sorry my dear.'

'thank you for your candor. i... please don't tell anyone. They don't need to worry with the war. Not that anyone would worry. Well Tyrion would and sandor of course but they don't need to worry about me. they don't need to be thinking about me, they need to worry about staying alive... cant help a dead girl.' Kitty thanks the master and left. If the war didn't kill them all, this infection would get her just as quickly.

Kitty sat on their bed looking pale and weak but forced a smile on her face when sandor came in to say goodbye. giving sandor a hug goodbye before he went into battle against stannis army his arms lingered around her.

'You are coming back? Right?' she asked quietly.

'Aye.' He replied. 'Im a tough man to kill' he told her kissing her head.

'Then there is nothing to worry about but i shall pray for your return anyways.' She kissed his cheek and smiled up at him.

'My little flower' he said softly remembering the feel of her in case this was to be his last day on earth.

'I...' love you he wanted to say but couldnt bring himself to say it aloud. He told her previously but he was sure she was asleep when he did it and saying it now felt like saying good bye and he didn't want to jinx it. If he did he knew for sure he would die... 'I will be back soon flower. Dont worry about me.' With that he was off and she was alone.

'My lady?' Tyrion called into her room and she laughed. He had stopped calling her kitty or katarina reverting to formality once again after the drunken incident and now that she was married.

'Tyrion' she said with a small smile.

'Why are you not with the queen?' He asked sitting next to her placing a hand on her good knee

'The queen?' She questioned confused. Why on earth would she be with the queen?

'Yes she invited well i thought she invited all the women to come and take refuge with her.'

'Oh no. I wasnt given that invitation...' tyrions face dropped. His sister was cruel. He knew this but considering the great length this battle entailed he thought she would invite her in out of responsibility even if she didnt care for the girl. 'But it is alright. I would much rather be here then with people that hate me.'

'They dont-' tyrion began but kitty grabbed his hands in hers

'They do. But thats okay because i have you and sandor and thats all i need. Honest.' Tyrion nodded knowing he must be leaving soon. He fixed his armor as he rose from her bed. 'I will pray for your safe return my lord.' He couldnt help himself if he was to die tonight without kissing her right now he would surely die of a broken heart. He pulled her down to him and kissed her. When he pulled away her eyes were still closed so he rested his head against hers.

'I love you my dear.' He told her softly but before she could say anything she heard screams. 'I must go. But once this thing is over i will come back to you.' She could only nod as he pulled away and marched off to try and survive another day. But Now he had something worth fighting for.

Once she was alone she lifted her dress and looked at her knee it was black and blue and purple and oozing. The master was right she wasn't going to survive this war. She would not be impaled with a sphere or a sword or a bow and arrow. For knee would take her. The thing she hated most about herself would finally kill her.