24. Hero

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Cersei was right, of course she was. Amelia didnt have a grand time at winterfell but she had to hope for the best for Myrcella. Besides Amelia's home coming was quite fruitful. 

Amelia kissed sandors lips and bit along his jaw, moving down his throat, and then bit into his collarbone. She pulsed against him and he pulled back on her hair, exposing her throat and breasts to his mouth.

Amelia quite liked this. She loved this. She really did. She was married to a man that treated her like she was the devil and fell in love with a man that everyone thought was a monster but sandor was a true and good man. Maybe the last one alive.

Sandor kissed down the tops of her tits, putting her nipples in his mouth one at a time, sucking and nibbling. He couldn't get enough of her. He didn't want this to end but he couldn't slow it down. It was a marvelous frenzy. One he knew if he was found out, if they were found out he would surely lose his head for but it would have been worth it. 

 He found solace in knowing he would have more of these moments with her, more time with her to explore every inch of her.

Amelia woke to a hand massaging her breast she smirked back at Sandor and his lips captured hers.

'Sept today,' he grumbled and she could feel him hardening against her again, she leaned back into him. She liked to pretend that winterfell didnt happen, that she was here the whole time with the man she was meant to be with all along. 

'Skip it, joffrey is just going to complain the whole time and you know it.' Amelia told him.

'Aye." Sandor agreed. "But We don't really get a choice.' Sandor told her.

"BOOO.' Amelia countered. 'lets just stay. In. Bed.' she said rolling him onto his back, guiding him into her slick heat waiting for him. She forgot the time this hurt because now it felt good. Really good. He groaned as she moved over him, her hips rocking he reached up for her breast again while the other hand snaked between her legs. She shuddered at his touch. he brought his fingers to his lips licking her desire from his fingers as her head tipped back her back arching with every move.

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"Did you get enough, Amelia?" Cersei questioned. 

"Yeah, the septon bored me back to sleep." Amelia offered as they left the sept. "Maybe I have Sandor carry me back." she half mused, she felt him take a step closer his hand on her back. Cersei rolled her eyes. "I'm mainly kidding, but I think he would if I asked nicely." She glanced over her shoulder at him.

"Gods this place is disgusting." JOffrey muttered. 

"Do something about it king." Amelia sassed. Joffrey rolled his eyes. 

They were walking back from the sept when the townspeople started complaining that they were hungry begging the king for help. Joffrey ignored their pleas. Amelia however heard every word they shouted then they started throwing things when their complaints were not justified.

'We are hungry your grace.'

'Help us'

'Feed us.'

'Bastard!'

"SHUT UP!" JOffrey demanded. "You are lucky to be in my presence!" 

"Joffrey!" Amelia shouted. But joffrey didn't care for their pleas. Dung flew across the sky landing on joffreys face.

'Kill them kill them all!' Joffrey demanded.

"That seems counter productive." Amelia countered. 

'Take the king. Protect the king!'' 

Amelia shrieked as a pot flew by her face. 

'CLEGANE!" Cersei demanded Sandor scooped up Amelia holding her close. She clung to him nervously. 

The royal family rushed behind Joffrey ushered in quickly while sansa got swept up in the madness. Sandor dragged in Joffrey but Tyrion looked around for Sansa but she was nowhere in sight.

"I got you." Sandor assured, he knelt before her. "You alright?" Amelia nodded as he ran his hands over her arms. 

"That was... intense." Amelia offered. Sandor chuckled. 

"I hope you never see war gorgeous." Sandor countered.

"Joffrey escaladed things," amelia remarked. Sandor nodded touching her cheek. 

"Traitors! I'll have all their heads." JOffrey demanded. 

"Oh, you blind, bloody fool!" Tyrion declared.

"You can't insult me." Joffrey scoffed.

"We've had vicious kings and we've had idiot kings, but I don't know if we've ever been cursed with a vicious idiot for a king." Tyrion agreed.

"You can't-" Joffrey whined.

"I can, I am." Tyrion corrected. Amelia chuckled looking to her uncle. 

"They attacked me!" JOffrey spat back. 

"They threw a cow pie at you, so you decided to kill them all? They're starving, you fool! All because of a war you started." Tyrion demanded.

"You're talking to a king!" Joffrey shouted as Tyrion slapped him.

"And now I've struck a king." Tyrion agreed, Amelia laughed out, she loved her uncle. He was the only one to put Joffrey in his place, besides herself that it. "Did my hand fall from my wrist? Where is the Stark girl?"

" Let them have her!"

''take some men and go find the -' tyrion demanded.

'I don't take orders from you imp, I take them from the king.' Meryn spat.

'If we lose her you never get your uncle Jaime back and he has done quite a lot for you!" Tyrion shouted. Sandor looked to Amelia. He touched her cheek gently.

"Dont you move, gorgeous." Sandor instructed.

"I will stay right here, go get her, hero." Amelia agreed, sandor didnt think of himself as a hero, but he stomped back outside.

'No please, no!' Sansa was screaming as men grabbed her pulling at her dress.

"My sweet girl, are you okay?" Cersei questioned. 

"Sandor to the rescue." AMelia assured. 

"He protects you well." Cersei agreed. "It is good to have a guard devoted to you." 

"I have known him all my life, he is more than a guard mum, hes my friend, he's family." Amelia corrected. Cersei ran a hand through Amelia's hair thinking her foolish but she was grateful for Sandors infatuation with Amelia, it kept her safe, got her out of Winterfell and home. As long as he kept his hands to himself when it mattered. 

"Are you hurt, my lady?" Tyrion questioned when Sandor delivered Sansa back to the red keep. 

"The little bird's bleeding. Someone take her back to her cage. See to that cut." Sandor remarked.

"Well done, Clegane." Tyrion declared.

"I didn't do it for you."

"Hero." Amelia whispered kissing his cheek for all to see. 

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