Soon You'll Get Better // Sandor Clegane

1. Estella

Nurses kissed the boo boos and bandaged you up. Or they jabbed a finger into your wound and made you scream out in agony.

Luckily for Sandor it was the former.

Estella Was a nurse at Casterly rock. Estella had been raised by the maesters after her mother died in childbirth. She never knew her father, no one claimed her so she was raised with the smartest people on the rock.  She learned along with them and although she could never be a maester she was a damn good nurse. Now 15 years later they didnt call Maesters when they had a problem they called Estella.

But most recently she was playing veterinarian.

"Well Sandor I think Cyril is going to be just fine." Estella told him confidently. "Might I ask what happened?" Cyril grumbled and whined as she cleaned out his wound.

"Gregor. Me brother." Sandor told her softly. Estella glanced back at sandor. Even at 8 he was a tall boy large in height and strength.

"Oh?" She pretended not to know of gregors violent actions but most of her patients were from dealing with gregor. Some she had to sew back together others didnt make it at all. She worried for the day that Sandor crossed his brother on a bad day.

"He... Cyril chewed a hole in his shoe. Gregor got mad." Sandor told her as he sat down on the ground next to her. He ran a hand over Cyrils back. "Hes going to be okay right?" Sandor questioned again. 

"Oh yes. Luckily Cyril is fast. Quick on his paws." Estella confirmed. "And he is being very good. Yes you are a very good boy." Estella coed and Cyrils tongue hung out in a happy pant. Sandor stared at her. He thought Estella was so beautiful.

 Estella didnt think herself beautiful. Estella thought herself bland. Mousey brown hair no freckles or dimples that made her stick out. Small eyes. Small lips. Small waist but Her hips and thighs were curved. She felt out of sorts. Especially when she lived on the rock with the Lannisters. 

Jaime and cersei although a few years younger than Estella cersei was already deemed the most beautiful woman in the world. That does a lot of bad to everyones self esteem seeing the most beautiful girl in the world every day and comparing all the ways Estella would never be pretty like that.

Estella wondered if anyone would look at her like the world looked at Cersei Lannister.

Estella glanced back at Sandor a small smile on his large lips his eyes focused on her.

"I want to come back and make sure the wound is staying dry and clean." Estella told sandor and he nodded in a daze of first love feeling as he watched her. "You let me know if you need anything." Estella told sandor bringing a hand to his chin. "Anything at all."

"Okay." Sandor agreed smiling over at her and Estella couldnt help but smile.

"Have a good night Sandor."

"Goodnight Estella."