Selfish // Sandor Clegane

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐈

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𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 by several knocks on my door. I finally bring myself to say an "Enter" and Jory enters with a panicked look on his face "My lady, your mother requests your presence. It's the little Lord, he fell while climbing" he says in such a hurry as I needed some time to process the words. "Leave" came out my bitter response

He nods obeying my command "and Jory...bring me some wine."

Not long after the wine was brought to me. I force the crimson liquid down my throat. Around evening my door opens, revealing the tired figure of my father.

"You didn't come to see him. Your mother was disappointed" he speaks

"How did it happen?"

"He fell from the Broken Tower" It can't be. I've always watched Bran climb on walls from my damn window and he was doing it better than anyone ever could.

"No. Get out" was the next thing I said and father knew it was the best option. Before the door was closed I heard the words "War was easier than daughters" being muttered by him.

I shove the empty vessels, the last drops of wine falling to the ground.

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𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 my clothes for King's Landing I find the courage for visiting little Bran. Last time I've seen mother so miserable was when I was a little girl and I could remember blured memories of father coming home from war with another woman's son.

"I heard screams and glass shattering from your bedchamber last night" her voice came out hoarse and tired

I say nothing, while her gaze was fixed to my cut hand. "I am going to miss all of you" I confess, then I run out of the room

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𝐅𝐀𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 most of his time with the King during the first hours of our departure, but also rode next to me trying to cheer me up with different questions or unfunny jokes.

I think I once left the North for visiting grandfather in Riverrun, but I'm still not certain, I would ask father, but the silent tension between us was something I didn't want to disturb for how much uncomfortable it was for me.

The only thing I told him that day was how I remembered puking the previous night bacause I did not dare to approach food and drank to much wine.

At the end of the day I knew I didn't like the Knights of King's Landing at all and I think I don't need to explain myself for my inability to stand those arrogant little shits.

So I spent most of my time riding alone, but not to far from father, or the wheelhouse in which the Queen invited Sansa to join (Arya complained about how she's already independent and didn't need babysitting and rode her mare away from me).

I really needed all that time alone during riding, sharing a tent with my sisters was horrific. Most of the time they ignored me, but they couldn't find a fucking way to ignore eachother.

And when Septa Mordane isn't able to calm them, Arya is most likely challenged by me to steal wine from random knights and laugh at their dumb faces when they don't find their flasks.

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𝐈 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 found peace when both my sisters left our tent. Arya said something about practising sparring with the butcher's boy and Sansa was with her bethroded.

After minutes of enjoying the total silence I get out and walk towards the place where Ryne is tied.
When the direwolf notices me approaching jumps up and barks, her tail rising up.

I give her a smile and sat next to her on the ground. This time she gives me a sadder look, showing me her chains.
"I know, love. Don't worry, once we get to King's Landing I'll make sure that you won't need to sit somewhere chained all day"

It was a man from father's guard who approached me. "Lady Danya, it's the youngest, Lady Arya. She's missing" he spoke fastly
I get up at the hearing of my sister's name "your father requested your presence"

Arya, wild child she is... but I wasn't fully worried, she always got out of trouble as fast as she got into it.

With one more sad look at Ryne I follow the guard. He was tall, taller than me, but visibly leaner, with a bun tied under his helmet that was almost down. When we approach father he gives a bow, leaving us alone.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 kill Lady but not Ryne. It was already dark, and the direwolf still had some time to live. I knew I couldn't release her, but I could see the Lannister man that will end her days.

Sansa was weeping and Arya was in her part of the tent, both to busy to awknowloge me leaving.

"and if they die you have to bury them yourselves" Bran quoted what father ordered when he let us keep the pups

I hear sounds coming from Ryne's chain. I walk faster. It was Nymeria who was tugging into it, hopping it will break. If she continued they'll both be heard by Lannister men and get killed, but I was smart enough not to approach them.

Suddenly, over the sound of the chain I hear the hard steps of a man. The Prince's dog, with a firm grip on his sword looks at Ryne, with am almost pitiful gaze as she whimpers at him for mercy.

The Hound sighs and bents down unlocking the direwolf and I run back to my tent with an idiot's smile on my face.

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