The Hounds Dragon ***Sandor Clegane***

Boar

I stand beside the king and his queen, leaning all of my weight on my uninjured leg. All three of us stare down at Ned, who is heavily sweating, asleep. I watch as he opens his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light.

"Your pardon, your Grace. I would rise, but..." Ned begins and Cersei cut him off.

"Do you know what your wife has done?" Using the same voice she had with me the moment I woke up. 

Ned lays back, shakily, "She did nothing I did not command." 

"Who'd have thought he had it in her?" The king asks, his arms slack by his side.

"By what right dare you lay hands on my blood?" Cersei spits and I simply look back at her, scowling.

Ned raises his voice, with what seems all his energy, "I am the kings hand, charged with keeping the peace-"

"You were the king's hand, You shall now be held accountable," Cersei says in the middle of Ned's sentence, Ned still continues what he was saying and I just look at Robert. Both our heads ache because of them. 

"Oh, will both of you shut your mouths! Catlyn will realize Tyrion and you will make your peace with Jaime." Robert yells, finally shutting the two up.

The Stark takes a few deep breaths, "he butchered my men..." 

"Lord Stark was returning drunk from a brothel when his men attacked Jaime." Cersei lies and I shake my head, Robert notices.

"I was there! He was soberer than I! You lying-" I point at Cersei, my dragons screeching outside as they hear my yells

 Robert shuts us up, stopping her lies and stopping me from losing a head, "Quiet you women."  

"Jaime has fled the city, give me leave to bring him back to justice" Ned grumbles and we all look back at him. I know Robert won't except. 

"I took you for a king," Cersei seethes and I roll my eyes, not mentally this time it was very obvious I did.

"Hold your tongue," Robert says to his wife, possibly to me too, warning me to not say something I'll regret. 

"He's attacked one of my brothers and abducted the other. I should wear the armor and you the gown." Cersei smirks at Robert and I brace myself for whatever is about to happen. 

Robert turns and Hits Cersei, I give the king a look before limping over to Cersei and hand her a cloth. She takes the cloth and dabs away a bit of blood from the corner of her mouth, "I shall wear this like a badge of honor." Cersei says, removing the hand from her face.

"Wear it in silence or I'll honor you again," Robert says and I stand towering behind the five-six queen, almost protecting her from Robert although I've never been a friend of Cerseis.  She practically snarls at him and leaves, slamming the door, "You see what she does to me, My loving wife."

"That was too far Robert... Even for you." I seethe lowly at the king before limping out of the room, slamming the door just as The queen did. 

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"Our Fields; our granaries; our homes, they took our women, then they took them again." An older man explains to Ned, who sits tired, injured, and uncomfortable on the Iron throne while Robert is gone on his hunt. I try my best to stop my yawns but I can't so I lean down behind the throne to hide them. I have one hand on my sword, the other playing with the ends of my hair, stick straight and unbraided. almost greasy looking.

"When they was done they butchered them as if they was animals. They covered out children in pitch and lit them on fire." The man continues, letting out silent cries every time he pauses. I feel for him I really do but I can't help but think about Cersei. When Robert hit her, she took it well but she hasn't come out of her chambers all day.