Whore // Sandor Clegane // Tryion Lannister

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'I think the baby is yours.' Daphne told him. 'I cant be certain but i think i carry your child sandor.' His hands ran along her stomach.

'why do you think that?' sandor questioned.

'she feels big and strong.' Daphne told him.

'she?'

'just a feeling.' She smiled up at him as he ran his hands along her stomach, the curve of her stomach, a little human growing inside her. he bent over kissing her stomach. Before capturing her lisp with his.

'I love you daphne.' Sandor told her. 'I'm going to love this baby. Our baby.' He kissed her again her hands wrapping around him. 'when they execute tyrion, that is our moment to leave.' Sandor told her. 'they will be distracted. We can get far, far away.'

'okay.' Daphne said suddenly breathlessly. But she felt a pain in her stomach and water trickling down her legs. 'sandor... something is wrong.' She screamed out collapsing to her knees. Sandor picked her up bringing him into his room. Laying her down gentle.

'I will get a maester.' He told her shouting for help a maester was fetched and daphne was going into labor.

'but but...' she looked to sandor. 'I don't... I mean I'm barely...' she screamed out in pain.

'the baby wants out.' The maester told her. 'perhaps you should leave us be... Clegane?' sandor didn't want to leave her but a handmaiden urged him out. It must have been hours of pacing for sandor and hours of screaming and pushing for daphne. Sandor needed to hit something. He went to the courtyard her moans of pain echoed. When they stopped he sheathed his sword running back to his room.

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'Oh, get on with it you son of a whore." Tyrion snapped his eyes open when Jaime asked

'is that was a way to talk about our mother?' Jaime questioned with a chuckle. Jaime let Tyrion out of the cell, Tyrion followed obediently.

'What are you doing?' Tyrion was shocked to hear that his brother was saving him. "Who's helping you?

"Varys."

"Varys?"

"You have more friends than you thought little brother."