"Does it give you joy to scare people?" Sansa questioned as she turned to face him properly, confused and perplexed. Sandor stared back at her bored.
"No," Sandor started off again before turning to face her as well, his long but dirty cloak following behind him. "it gives me joy to kill people." Sansa huffed a breath. Oceana rolled her eyes, her brothers were the same in that respect, they enjoyed the kill, maybe Oceana was the same, she enjoyed killing those men yesterday. She liked seeing bad people get what was coming to them.
"Spare me. You can't tell me Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell never killed a man." Sandor grumbled as San ran up to him.
"It was his duty. He never liked it." Sansa whimpered.
"Is that what he told you?" Sandor countered, almost amused with Sansa's naïve understanding of her fathers actions. "He lied. Killing is the sweetest thing there is."
"Why are you always so hateful?"
"You'll be glade of the hateful things I do someday when you're Queen and I'm all that stands between you and your beloved king."
"I dont think you are." Sansa remarked as he picked up San. "I think you have a heart. Your sister told me so the first day I met her."
"O, dont be lying about me." Sandor barked.
"I told her the truth, you have a heart." Oceana corrected.
"Thank you lady oceana for coming to rescue me." Sansa declared moving to Oceana.
"It was my pleasure." OCeana assured.
"It was very brave of you." Sansa declared.
"It was fun." Oceana offered. Sansa didnt understand Cleganes. "Got to show up my brother too," Sandor rolled his eyes.
"I helped!" San declared.
"Sure you did killer." Sandor agreed.
" I'm glad you are okay, you were pretty rattled. I knew I wasnt able to carry you back, glad Sandor showed up... for the clean up." Oceana confirmed.
"Little shit." Sandor grumbled.
"Well thank you..." Sansa offered awkwardly.
"Glad I was there." Oceana agreed. "But my brother is right, you will be grateful for the hateful things he does... especially when it comes to Joffrey." Deep down, Sansa knew they were right.
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"Oceana, Stannis and his men are going to be here any day now."
"I know." Oceana agreed as she got San dressed and ready. She couldnt get over the fact that they had clothes, real clothes again. She got to change her dress regularly and it wasnt made of hair or leather or skins but fabric, she didnt know how she lived like that before.
"I think you should go, just in case.'' Sandor remarked softly.
"Go where?"
"I dont know, home, the rock, father is long gone but our holding, Gregor hasnt touched it in years. You could go there until this is over, it should be safer than the castle."
"Sandor I dont want to leave you."
"I will write you when its done and let you know-"
"What if you die?" Oceana countered.
"I'm a hard fucker to kill."
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Back To You // Jorah Mormont (2)
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