Treacherous // Podrick Payne

19. Where is my trophy?

Sansa ran back to her room sealing the door shut only to see Sandor sitting in her room she nearly jumped out of her skin

'I'm not going to hurt you.' Sandor told her.

'what are you doing here?' Screams could be heard outside the window.

'Don't panic.' Sandor told sansa

'What are you doing here?' sansa questioned nervously

'I'm not here for long, I'm going.' Sandor told them

'Where?''

'Someplace that isn't burning he told them. North might be, could be.' he remarked

'What about the king?' Sansa stammered.

'Fuck the king.' Sandor spat. 'The king can die just fine on his own,' he informed her as he took a long sip. 'I could take you with me take you to Winterfell. I'll keep you safe,' he told her 'do you want to go home?' but sansa hesitated

'I'll be safe here Stannis won't hurt me.' Sansa said. Sandor took a step forward and she flinched back.

'Look at me,' Sandor told her and Sansa's eyes moved up to him. 'Stannis is a killer the Lannister's are killers your father was a killer your brother is A Killer your sons will be killer someday. The world is built by killers so you better get used to looking at them,' he said staring down at her.

'Stanis won't hurt me.' Sansa told him again 'You won't hurt me either,' Sansa said hopefully looking to Sandor.

'No little bird I won't hurt you,' sandor agreed

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Storm created a tsunami on the shores whipping around the Lannister soilders and gold cloaks and attacking Stannis men.

''Back to the boats! '' stannis men demanded.

''Stand and fight! Stand and fight, damn you! No!" Stannis shouted he wasn't ready to lose, but his men pulled him back. "NO!" he wasn't prepared to lose this war.

"You see whats happening? They are controlling the fucking storm! We can't win this!"

The doors of the throne room opened and Cersei's hand shook, the vial in her grasp as Loras Tyrell removed his helmet and her father marched forward.

''Father.' Cersei whispered the vial shattering to the floor.

'The battle is over. We have won." Tywin declared and Cersei sobbed into him

♪ "And who are you," the proud lord said ♪ ♪ "that I must bow so low? ♪ ♪ only a cat of a different coat ♪ ♪ that's all the truth I know ♪ ♪ in a coat of gold or a coat of red ♪ ♪ a lion still has claws ♪ ♪ and mine are long and sharp, My Lord ♪ ♪ as long and sharp as yours" ♪ ♪ and so he spoke, and so he spoke ♪ ♪ that Lord of Castamere ♪ ♪ but now the rains weep over his hall ♪ ♪ with no one there to hear ♪ ♪ yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall ♪ ♪ and not a soul to hear. ♪

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"You flirt with all the ladies while I did all the real work?" Storm questioned.

"I hate this place." Five muttered.

"I hate the dresses, look at me!" Storm demanded. "Tywin arrived and gave me as he called it, proper clothing." Five couldn't help but snigger a laugh.

"I think you look pretty."

"I look ridiculous." Storm corrected.

'Your house has come to our aid the whole realm is in your debt none more so than I,' Joffrey said down to the Tyrells. Loras, Margaery, and their grandmother olenna, along with their Tyrell troops had come to their aid but they were not doing it from the goodness of their hearts.