Touch // Sandor Clegane

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝐻𝐼𝑅𝑇𝑌-𝐹𝐼𝑉𝐸

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𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑈𝐿𝐷𝑁'𝑇 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑌 fucking still. Jadeyn kept moving around her bedchamber until her feet ached. Night after night the candles in the room of the Queen's sister burned till sunrise and even then she continued pacing around. Sandor, that was the only thing she cared of now. Jade's body went from unbearable heat to harsh coldness that pierced through her skin. She could not tolerate it anymore and his appearing during the meeting with the Dragon Queen didn't help at all, hells, it just worsened her undying greed. And when it happened, he didn't even acknowledged her.

Was she not desirable anymore? Jadeyn's  37th nameday has just passed, she wasn't that old, was she? She also was not in her teenage years when their relationship started developing, so anything else than wrinkles on her forehead when she frowned didn't happen.

What if he has found someone else? That was the only thing Jadeyn couldn't help. If he was still alone she might be able to make him hers again, yet if her assumptions were correct and there was indeed someone the only thing she could to was to have her killed. And he'd hate her for it.

But then she'll be certain that's either only her or no one.
Jade kept walking faster, drowning in her thoughts, the thoughts only a mad man could conceive. 

A snap pulled Jade out of her out. Another pair if gloves was pierced by her overgrown nails. And with every pair, a nail also went down.

She had enough of it. That same brown coat was on her once again. With her, she only took the necklace they found on Shae, placing the heavy golden piece of jewellery in the coat's pocket. Letting it slide in, she heard a scratch inside it. Slipping her hand inside the pocket she got a hold of an ill shaped little thing. The rock Tyrion has given her. It was still there and she let it be. Quite something, wasn't it? Tyrion and Shae again in the same pocket.

Jade ran outside, in the stables and chose one of the horses. Her flesh itched when she touched the horse, but she ignored it as she heard steps.

It was Jaime, also ready for travelling what was he doing. "What a coincidence, little sister, what brings you here?" Jaime began readying his own horse.

"I'm not Cersei. Even if we win against the dead I wouldn't want to be here, on her side when Daenerys Targaryen comes with her dragons"

Her older brother chuckled "You're not doing it because of the dead. You're here because of Clegane" He was right, but Jadeyn will never admit it.

Jaime has watched both of his sisters closely, and in their eyes he saw the reflection of Aerys, Aerys and all his madness. Seeing Jade refusing to eat and walking around, he felt the words "burn them all" being stuck in his head. A cold shiver rolled down his spine at the thought of his sisters taking the Mad King's steps.

The only difference between his younger sister and Aerys was the fact that she wasn't obsessed with some wild substance, but the Hound.

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