Bad Dreams / Sandor Clegane

39. Wake Up

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''She's far away from the Lannisters. This is her home. Maybe Lady Sansa is better off here.'' Podrick offered. "Sorry Princess."

"I don't feel much like a princess." Amelia whispered. "Amelia is fine." she murmured. Podrick offered her a sad smile as she curled her legs into herself.

''Better off with the Boltons who murdered her mother and brother?'' Brienne countered stiffly. ''Sansa's in danger even if she doesn't realize it." They looked to the door as it opened. They had stopped for the night and got a roof over their heads. ''Thank you." Brienne said kindly as she took the blanket from the man. ''You've lived here a long time?'

''Aye.'' he answered stiffly.

''Did you know Lord Eddard?''

''I knew him and his father before him.'' the man answered ''The Starks are gone now.''

''Not all of them. I know who's inside that castle.'' Brienne countered.

''Everyone knows. The Boltons.''

''I'm not talking about the Boltons. I need to get a message to her. To Sansa Stark.'' Brienne told him.

''Who are you?''

''Someone who swore to keep her safe.'' Brienne offered

''Swore to who?''

''Her mother.''

''Her mother's dead.' he spat back

''That doesn't release me from an oath. I served Lady Catelyn. I serve her still. Who do you serve?'' Brienne countered

''Forgive me, Lord Baelish, you have a reputation as a moneylender and a brothel keeper, not a military man. You wouldn't risk a single Lannister soldier or a single coin from the royal treasury. What do you have to lose? A brothel keeper? And if you succeed?'' Cersei remarked.

''Name me Warden of the North.'' Petyr offered

''I'll speak to the king this evening, have him issue a royal decree.'' Cersei assured him.

''I'll not rest until the lion flies over Winterfell.'' Petyr assured

'' And I'll know you're a man of your word when I see Sansa Stark's head on a spike.'' Cersei spat.

''As I said... I live to serve. '' Petyr told her.

"Any word on Amelia?" Cersei whispered. "I have lost too much to lose her now."

"I do have my birds looking." Petyr assured "We will find the princess and bring her home." Cersei let out a shaky breath. "She is strong like her mother, I'm sure she is fighting to get home."

"She shouldnt have to. If I hadnt let Robert marry her off to that vile boy, my Amelia would be here and safe."

"Last I recall it was the hound that-"

"Its all roberts fault," cersei spat back.

Amelia woke up thinking, hoping, praying it was all a bad dream. But when her tired eyes peeled open sandor wasnt beside her and she wanted to cry all over again.

"Princess..." podrick moved to her and she sobbed out as he hugged her. "Im so sorry Princess."

"I dont want him to be gone. I want this all to have been a bad dream. I want to wake up   I need to wake up now Podrick," amelia sobbed.

"Im so sorry." Podrick repeated.

"Why?" Sansa demanded when Theon came into her chambers placing a tray of food in front of her. ''Why, Theon?'' she demanded