Wandering // Sandor Clegane // Thorin

7. Like him more

'They have nightshade too. It's a weed but it helps bring down the fever helps with infection. The similarities between this place it's really amazing it's also... Sad' Aroura remarked as she saddled her horse. Sandor looked down at her, he hadn't said anything since the kiss, neither had she. He wanted to kiss her again but she was giving no indication that she wanted it to happen again. So he stared down at her silently trying to read her beautiful mind.

'Aroura-'

'Damnit, I knew I was forgetting something,' Aroura said running off, sandor's eyes followed after her until she was gone again. Always running off, never in one place for too long, he always watched her go.

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'A sword for the wall?' Jaime questioned coming up to Jon.

'I already have one.' Jon told him

''Good man have you used it yet?' Jaime questioned

'Of course I have.' Jon said.

'At someone I mean...' Jaime smirked. 'it's a strange thing the first time you cut a man.' Jamie told him 'when you realize we are nothing but sacks of meat flesh blood... Let me thank you ahead of time for protecting us from the powers against the wall Wildlings and white walkers and what not.' Jaime mused, 'the great wall could use good men like you protecting it.' Jamie said pulling Jons hand closer before letting him go.

'We have guarded the kingdom for 8000 years.' Jon reminded him

'Is it we already?' Jaime questioned 'have you taken your vows then?'

'Soon enough' Jon answered

'Give my regards to the nights watch I'm sure they will be willing to serve such an elite force and if not... It's only for life.' Jamie added walking away

Arya was packing Nymeria, her wolf was helping her for she was headed to Kings Landing soon when Jon came in.

'Apparently I had to do it again.' arya told them 'my septa said that they were not folded properly so I have to do it again!' she sassed, 'who cares weather they are folded properly, they're going to get all messed up anyways!' she reminded Jon.

'It's good you got help.' Jon remarked looking to her pup

'Watch.' arya said standing up straight, 'Nymeria. Gloves.' the dog just stared at her, arya tipped her head but Nymeria still didn't move.

'Impressive.' Jon answered

'Shut up.' Arya snapped. 'Nymeria. Gloves.' she shouted again and again the dog did not move 'dammit.'

'Arya I have something for you,' jon informed her. 'but it has to be packed very carefully.' Jon told her

'A present?' arya said excitedly

'Close the door.' Jon told her pulling out the blade he had created just for her. 'this is no toy.' he told her 'be careful you don't cut yourself.' she held it in her hands.

'it's so skinny.' she remarked

'So are you.' Jon remarked. 'I had a blacksmith make it for you special,' Jon told her 'it won't work anyone's head off but it can poke anyone from holes if you're quick enough.'

'I can be quick.' Arya agreed.

'You have to work at it every day.' Jon told her. 'how does it feel? Do you like the balance?' Jon questioned.

'I think so.' Arya said

'The first lesson. Stick with the pointy end.' Jon told her and arya crinkled her nose at him.

'I know which end to use.' Arya told him

'I'm going to miss you.' she went to hug him but almost stabbed him, 'careful.' he said and carefully she put down the sword and she hugged him leaping into his arms. 'all the best swords have names you know...' jon told her.

'Sansa can keep her sewing needles I've got a needle of my own.' Arya said still holding tight to him.

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'Mother was looking for you. We ride for Kings Landing today.' Joffrey told Tyrion after a long night of drinking and fucking away his last night at Winterfell he found himself in the stables, he looked up to see Aroura and Joffrey staring down at him, sandor told a dutiful servant behind Joffrey.

'Before you go you will call upon the Lord and Lady Stark and offer them your deepest sympathies' Tyrion told him getting up and brushing himself off.

'What good are my sympathies?' Joffrey sneered.

'Don't be a little shit.' Aroura told her nephew and Joffrey looked up her his jaw ajar as he stared perplexed.

'None but it is expected of you, your absences already been noted.' Tyrion added he couldn't help but smile up at Aroura, she was nothing like the ladies of westeros, but she hadn't lived her for most of her life, she still had the fire of Middle earth in her. Tyrion wondered if he would like the women of middle earth, if they would like him... if dwarves not the big ones that Aroura fell in love with but little like him had a different place in society.

'The boy means nothing to me and I can't stand the wailing of women-' tyrion slapped him across the face.

'One word and I hit you again' Tyrion threatened.

'I'm telling mother!' so Tyrion hit him again

'Go. Tell her, but first you will go to lady and lord stark fall upon your knees in front of them and tell them you are very sorry that you are at their service and all your prayers are with them. Do you understand?' Tyrion instructed.

'You can't!' Joffrey cried out and Tyrion slapped him again

'Do you understand?' Joffrey stormed off.

'the prince will remember that little lord,' sandor told him.

'I hope so.' Tyrion told him 'if he forgets be a good dog and remind him.' Tyrion smiled up at Aroura. "Enjoy the show dearest sister?'

'So much!' She declared laughing. 'I didn't realize you could hit him, I would have done that ages ago.' Sandor looked down at her before following Joffrey off.

'what was that?" Tyrion questioned.

'what was what?' Aroura questioned sitting down next to him.

'You and the hound.' Tyrion said griming up at her.

'Nothing, there is nothing.' Aroura told him.

'right, that's why the hound looks at you like he wants to rip your clothes from your body right here in the stables.' Tyrion countered and a smile pulled at Aroura's lips. 'and you look at him like-'

'He's my friend.' Aroura told him.

'-Like he is the most handsome man in this realm.' Tyrion told her.

'he is handsome.' Aroura agreed quietly.

'only you would think so,' Tyrion remarked.

'Shut up,' Aroura told him standing up.

'I'm sorry did I offend you sister?' Tyrion asked with a laugh. 'You going to run to Clegane and-'

'Shut up, this is why you don't have any friends.' Aroura told him marching off but she stopped turning back to him. "So what if I like him? Whats so wrong with that?' Aroura asked.

'Nothing,' Tyrion told her grabbing her hand. 'Father would hate it-'

'Tywin is not my father.' Aroura reminded him.

'Would your elf king like sandor?" Tyrion countered. Aroura loved Tyrion, he was an ass but she loved him. He was the only member of her Lannister family that didn't push her away and silence her. So as much as Tyrion liked to torment her she loved her brother.

'I think he would like him much more than my previous boyfriend.' Aroura told him confidently.