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

Grumbling

Three months later and sandor was up and walking around. Back to his grumbling self, now that he wasnt in complete agony.

'You got yourself a sweet girl,' ray told sandor as he chopped wood.

'That I do.' he agreed

'How did you manage to snag yourself such a sweet little thing when you're always grumbling?' Ray asked

'I think it was the one good thing the king decreed,' Sandor told him. 'The king said the dog and the cat shall be wed and he meant it as a punishment to humiliate her. Because she is of noble birth even though her family never treated her like it.' Sandor informed ray. 'He hoped we would hate each other and that I would hurt her but I would never hurt her. I could never hurt her. She's been through so much and she's still the sweetest little thing still,' ray smiled seeing sandor talk about Katarina. 'She sees the light and goodness in people.' Sandor told him.

'Meant as a punishment. But you two turned it around and made it into love... If that just isn't the sweetest thing I've ever heard.' Ray told him happily.

'Yeah well-'

'What's the sweetest?' kitty said coming up behind them

'You are gorgeous,' Sandor told her.

'Awe,' she smiled as sandor pulled her to him.

'I was just asking sunshine here how you two met.' Ray told her

'It was in the stables. I met his horse. Stranger. He was a handsome boy.' Kitty told Ray. 'Sandor was up in winterfell with the royal twats'. Kitty said sweetly and sandor chuckled adjusting her in his arms.

'Love at first sight?' Ray questioned

'Not exactly,' kitty answered smiling up at sandor. She had been smitten with tyrion at the time but sandor had always been sweet to her. "But sometimes the best of love comes from friendship first."

'Turns into something wonderful and magical.' ray told her

'Yes. It did.' Kitty agreed.