Touch // Sandor Clegane

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝑊𝑂

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𝑆𝐴𝑁𝐷𝑂𝑅 𝐶𝐿𝐸𝐺𝐴𝑁𝐸 dared not to look down at the rather exposed breasts from his view of the Lannister Lady, who walked annoyed in front of him.

Hopefully he needed to endure her presence just a few moments more until they reach her bedchamber. But if he was honest he enjoyed her judging silence more than the Prince's comments.

"Good night, My Lady" he left immediately after he spoke the words, knowing damn well she won't talk to an ugly dog as himself.

"Good night, Clegane" He still heard from the other side of the hall, yet didn't turn around to see if it was really her to bid him a good night or just the amount the wine he drank the one talking.

It's not like it mattered now. He had a blonde cunt to watch after.

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𝐽𝐴𝐷𝐸𝑌𝑁 𝑇𝑂𝑆𝑆𝐸𝐷 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑇𝑈𝑅𝑁𝐸𝐷 in the mattress like it was a cell bed not a lady's one filled with furs. This isn't King's Landing, she reminds herself.  There, she had silk bedsheets and her pillows stuffed full of cotton, not goose feathers.

In the end, she had no choice but to rise and sit on the armchair near the fire. It was clearly more comfortable than the bed, so she discarded the itchy fur blanket she left the bedding with and snuggled there for the rest of the night.

When she rose in the morning, her limbs ached and even so she dressed and went to eat, her stomach being louder than her thoughts this time.

"Slept well, sister?" Tyrion rises a brow, laughing to himself at his sister's exhaustion. "Should we put you to sleep on a hundred mattresses?" he jokes this time to Myrcella about some princess story of hers.

"You walk funny, aunt Jade" the girl grinned. Of course she walked 'funny' she couldn't feel her damn back from the position she had on that armchair. Laugh again, girl. I'll talk to Robert  and you'll know how it is to walk 'funny', she thought, yet flashed a smile in her niece's direction.

"Is Bran going to die?" Myrcella spoke again, concerned about the Stark boy

"Apparently not" The dwarf's answer brought the smile on her face again

"What do you mean?" Cersei asked

"The Maester says the boy may live" Tyrion informs them. Cersei and Jaime share a look that wasn't missed by their little sister.

"It's no mercy letting a child linger in such pain" Cersei stated

"Only the Gods know for certain. All the rest of us can do is pray. The charms of the North seem entirely lost on you" The Imp observes

"I still can't believe your going" The Queen admitted "It's ridiculous, even for you"

"Where's your sense of wonder? The greatest structure ever built, the intrepid men of the Night's Watch. The wintry above of the White Walkers"

"Tell me you're not thinking of taking the black" Jaime hopes

"And go celibate? The whores would go begging from Dorne to Casterly Rock. No, I just want to stand on the top of the Wall and piss off the edge of the world" Tyrion explained his plans to his siblings

"The children don't need to hear your filth" his eldest sister comments over the sound of Tommen's laughter "Come" she takes the kids, leaving her brothers and sister alone

"Even if the boy lives, he'll be a cripple. A grotesque." Jaime notes "Give me a good clean death any day"

"Speaking for the grotesques I'd have to disagree. Death is so final, whereas life...Life is full of possibilities. I hope the boy does wake. I'd be interested to hear what he has to say"

"My dear brother, there are times you make me wonder whose side you're on"

There are times you make me wonder if you could at least be more discreet with Cersei, my dear brother, Jadeyn judged somewhere in her mind.

"My dear brother, you wound me" Tyrion takes another bite of the food "You know how much I love my family"

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𝐼𝑇 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐸𝑋𝑃𝐸𝐶𝑇𝐸𝐷 of her to visit Lady Stark and tell her hollow lies about how she longs for her son to wake. So she did, after she found herself alone at the table with empty plates from breakfast.

The door was open, making her to simply walk in and meet the eyes of a close to weeping Catelyn Stark. "Lady Jadeyn" The woman rose "I did not expect you to grace us with your presence" she gave Brandon a quick stare "Her Grace came earlier" she explained

Be nice, the voice in her head urged. Jadeyn slowly approached the unconscious boy. He looked almost like a sight to be pitied to her. Almost.

"The Gods shouldn't make a mother watch over her son in this state" The Lannister stared close to sympathy at Catelyn, who nodded, agreeing with the woman. Was this the grieving of a mother? Was this also how Cersei felt everytime the children got injured? The answer, she could not procure and didn't really want to.

"I pray for him" She told Lady Stark before leaving

Oh, for the sake of House Lannister make him die, she pleaded to no one in particular.

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