Picture to Burn // Sandor Clegane (2)

14. A Girl

'May the seven guide the princess on her journey, may the crown give her wisdom, may the warrior give her courage...'

'One day I pray you love someone. I pray you love her so much when you close your eyes you see her face. I want that for you I want you to know what it's like to love someone. To truly love someone. Before I take her from you.' cersei told Tyrion calmly as they watched Marcella sail away to dorne.

Tyrion looked back at Cersei for a moment. Tyrion turned back to Bronn. Joffrey scoffed at the sight of his brother crying

'I saw you cry' sansa said softly, Shae stood behind sansa silently.

'What did you say?' Joffrey sneered at her

'My little brother cried when I left for Winterfell.' Sansa corrected.

'So?'

'It seems normal thing' sansa told him. She wished Avalon was here. She wished that she wasnt so alone here. WIth Avalon gone she worried about everything. She knew Avalon wasnt a fighter but she knew that at least after Joffrey's verbal or physical abuse she would have someone to hug and hold.

'Is your little brother Prince?' Joffrey remarked.

'No' Sansa told him slowly.

'Then it really isn't relevant then.' Joffrey told her, walking away. Cersei had tears running down her own face, as she watched her daughter sail off.

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'I'm sorry,' Arya said as she bumped into a soldier but she looked up and saw it was Jaqen. 'Where were you!' she demanded her tone suddenly aggressive.

'A man has patrol duty.' Jaqen said calmly. 

'Tywin Lannister was right here and now he's gone.' Arya informed him with all the sass in the world.

'A man owes a girl one more name, the red god demands it give a man a name.' Jaqen told her.

'How long after I give you a name does it take you to kill someone?' arya questioned

'A minute, an hour, a month, death is certain the time is not.' Jaqen told her.

'He is taking an army to attack my brother.' she told him 'I need him dead right now. I need tywin Lannister dead right now!' she demanded.

'This a man cannot do.' Jaqen informed her.

'You promised you'd help me!' arya shouted.

'Help was not promised lovely girl only death. There must be others given name any name.' Jaqen told her.

'You would kill them? Anybody?' Arya demanded.

'By the seven gods the old and the new and still counting I swear it you.' Jaqen agreed

'All right.' She leaned in close 'Jaqen H'ghar.' she said and he stared up at her

'A girl gives a man his own name...'

'Yes that's right.' Arya agreed.

'The gods are not mocked this is no joking thing.' Jaqen told her

'I'm not joking a man can go kill himself.' Arya informed him.

'Unname me.' he demanded

'No'

"Unname me." Jaqen asked again.

"No." Arya said defiantly.

'Please.' He added softly.

'I will unname you.' Arya agreed