Devotion / Tywin Lannister / Sandor Clegane /GoT

38. Tyrell

You Belong with Me / Jon Snow out now!
"Your hormones must be clouding your rational thoughts." Kathleen decided. 

"My hormones are always clouding my rational thoughts thank you very much!" AIslynn corrected. 

"I think its just the fact that we are gorgeous." Luca countered, that handsome smile on his even more handsome face. 

"Thats a real shame," Mallory remarked gently. Barristan nodded giving her shoulder a squeeze. "He was so excited too."

"Ah Hello Stark."

"Ser Barristan." Ned answered. "This must be your daughter."

"Mallory." Barristan agreed. She extended a hand and Ned gave it a shake. 

"Nice to meet you." Mallory added. 

"You are well." Ned agreed glancing to Ser Hugh. 'Does ser hugh Have any family in the capital?" Ned pondered. 

'No.' Ser Barriston said as ser hugh was sewn back together after a joust went through his neck at the tournament 'I gave a vigil to him last night with Mallory, he had no one else.'

'He never wore this helmet before.' Ned noted picking it up. 

'Bad luck for him going against the Mountain.' Mallory added. 

''Who determines the draw?' Ned questioned

'All the knights draw straws.' Barriston told him.

'Who holds the straws? You've done good work sisters,' ned said as they cleaned up the dead knight.

'Life is strange not so many years ago we fought as enemies at the trident.' Barriston remarked.

'I'm glad we never met on the field Ser barriston.' Ned remarked.

'You are too modest I've seen you cut down a dozen red knights.' Barriston informed him.

'Your father-" Ned smirked. "You know My father once told me your father was the best he's ever seen. I never knew the man to be wrong about matters of combat.' Ned told them. Mallory smiled with pride back at her father. 

''He was a fine man, your father... bad business with the mad king though it was a terrible crime.'

'That knight was a squire up until a few months ago... how can you afford a suit of armor?' Ned questioned as they walked.

'Perhaps his Lord had left him some money? I heard that the king wants to joust today.' Barriston remarked.

'That will never happen.' Ned remarked

'The king tends to do what he wants.'

''If the king got what he wanted all the time we would still be fighting a rebellion.' Ned told him

"Excuse me." Mallory whispered veering off to find Sandor. Sandor stared back at her silently when she sat beside him and Gemma. 

"I'm fine." Sandor assured. 

"I know." Mallory agreed, trilling her fingers over his thigh. Sandor put his hand over hers and Gemma giggled back at them. 

"Just kiss her already." Gemma instructed. Sandor's lips pursed before Mallory leaned in kissing him and he softened at her touch. "Aww!" Gemma declared. 

Mallory blushed tucking her hair behind her ear sandor pulled her closer. 

"Oh!" Gemma declared. "I almost forgot, daddy wants to show me Harrenhal." 

"No." Sandor corrected. 

"But-"

"I'm not letting you leave to another realm-"

"You left to the north without me!" Gemma objected. 

"And now I'm back and I would be miserable without my little Gem." Sandor countered. "You want me miserable?"

"No." Gemma admitted. 

"You are staying with me peanut." Sandor requested. Gemma crawled into his lap, her knees digging into muscled thighs. Her hands grabbed his shoulders as she looked into his eyes. 

"Okay." She agreed after a long moment. 

Arya's missing.

"Well thats a shame." Celina agreed. "Who is Arya again?"

"The little Stark pup."

"Oh, right..." Celina nodded looking around as if she would just appear.

"Off with you. No begging."

"I'm not a beggar. I live here." Arya corrected sure she looked like a mess but she did live here.

"D'you want a smack on your ear to help you with your hearing?" The guard countered.

"I want to see my father." Arya demanded.

"Well that was easy." Celina remarked. "Thats her right?"

"Yes mum." Noland agreed. 

"Wow! We should be detectives!" Celina decided. 

"I want to fuck the Queen, for all the good it does me."

"You want your father, boy? He's lying on the floor of some tavern, getting pissed on by his friends." the guards mused.

"My father is Hand of the King! I'm not a boy. I'm Arya Stark of Winterfell and if you lay a hand on me, my father will have both your heads on spikes! Now are you going to let me by or do I need to smack you on the ear to help with your hearing?" Arya declared and the men shared a look.

"Arya Stark!" Celina declared. "Hi come on, apparently you were missing but now you are found!" 

"Hi." Arya murmured as Celina led her in. 

"Dont you know the hand of the kings children?" Celina tsked at the guards. "For shame!" 

"Excuse me-" 

"AHHH Gemma!" Celina didnt notice arya running off to her fathers office as she scooped up Gemma. "How are you cutie pie?"

"I'm good, I'm looking for daddy, can you help me find him?" Gemma questioned. 

"I would love to. YOu know your daddy loves you so much and I'm so happy you are part of this family because you are just the sweetest and Tywin's elder children have gone sour." Celina decided. 

''Best said in private my Lord.' Yoren looked at arya, kissing the top of his daughters head Ned sent her off.

'Go on we'll talk later." Ned assured. ''Well?' Ned questioned eagerly.

'It's about your wife my Lord, she has taken the imp.'

"Come on girls." Lou insisted

"Mo-ther!" Pheobe begged

"We are going to see harenhal and then-"

"But cute boys are not at harrenhal." Pheobe corrected.

"Those boys are your nephews aislynn." Lou reminded her as aislynn waved back at them.

"My sisters husbands sisters bastard child. I mean is he though?"

"I dont mind keeping an eye on the children."'adelaide assured. "If you want to... head on with Tywin," she added.

"Please mum! You know you would just be macking on him the whole time anyways and wouldnt notice-"

"Hush you!" Lou begged. "But fine." She added quickly. "Thank you Adelaide. You are a gem."

"Pheobe is like a sister to me." Adeliade assured "and you have always been sweet on my children. Please let me help."