"Oh my goodness she is the cutest thing ever!" Tyanna Lannister declared.
"Sandor's daughter." Sofia Baratheon agreed.
"Sandor has a daughter? Since when?" Tyanna countered.
"Since now." Sofia answered. "He was being really shady and sneaking off. I thought it was a whore-"
"Im right here." Sandor grumbled. Nessa giggled out from Sofias arms.
"-clearly it was a special whore-" tyanna went on.
"Would you mother fuckers shut up?" Sandor barked reaching for nessa.
"Careful honey," sofia purred.
Sofia had befriended sandor a long time ago. Tyanna had a new interest in sandor now that he had the cutest little girl in the world that clearly doted on him. Nessa reached out for sandor and he grabbed her. She kissed his cheeks wrapping herself around him.
The girls gave a collective 'awe' which made sandor roll his eyes even harder.
"Fuck off."
"Dont give that girl your potty mouth!" Tyanna called after him.
"They're pretty." Nessa whispered in his ear.
"Pretty annoying." Sandor agreed.
"No. Just pretty." Nessa corrected. "Could you braid my hair like Fia's?" Nessa questioned touching her light brown hair.
"Umm..." sandor glanced back at Sofia. He could braid. Sure. It wouldnt be impossible...
Braiding was impossible.
"Daddy I look like a monster!" Nessa declared touching her knoted hair.
"Im really sorry peanut." Sandor answered. "I just... i thought it would be... hells. I will fix it."
"Noo!" Nessa corrected.
"Baby I got to do something with it." Sandor countered.
Sofia Baratheon was the youngsst of the Baratheon siblings and usually getting into trouble with her elder brother Renly.
Sofia was the light of Roberts eye and happily single. When sandor moved to the capital sofia decided they were going to be friends. Sandor didnt want any friends but she was a persistent fucker. Sandor was glad to have her.
Tyanna was much like her elder sister cersei, beautiful with an attitude. Sandor had been admiring her from afar from ages.
"I heard some of the knights say you were babysitting." Gregor laughed out "playing dress up too pup?"
"Leave my daddy alone!" Nessa demanded. Gregor cackled out.
"Daddy. Wow..." gregor drawled. Sandor held Nessa closer.
"Hey what's going-" Tyanna sighed shaking her head as she nudged Gregor along. "Nessa is perfect and you need to stop scaring little children." She commanded. "Go on Gregor." She waved a dismissive hand. "Go."
"Having a girl fight your battles for you pup." Gregor laughed out as he headed off. Tyanna hesitated, tensing slightly. Sandor let out a deep exhale as he looked to Nessa's hair. She touched it gently.
"It's okay, its not that awful..." Nessa offered.
"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you." Tyanna offered gently.
"He doesnt listen to me, I'm glad you stepped in." Sandor admitted, his voice low and gruff.
"Daddy?" Nessa whispered looking to Tyanna.
"Um... could you... umm." Sandor didnt know how to ask.
"Oh honey, what happened to your hair?" Tyanna questioned stepping forward.
"Daddy tried." Nessa offered. "I wanted it pretty like yours and Fia's." Nessa added ."But daddy doesnt know how to braid." nessa smiled ever so sweetly but sandor felt like a failure.
"I can help you." Tyanna assured looking to the brush Sandor was using. "This is a comb."
"Aye." Sandor agreed. "Works on my hair."
"No, a little girl needs a proper brush." Tyanna corrected. "Come along." Nessa jumped up chasing after her. Sandor hesitated but Tyanna waved him along. "Take a seat sweetie." Nessa gasped running to the vanity.
"It's so pretty!" Nessa declared.
"Thanks, lady Tyanna." Sandor grumbled.
"Of course!" Tyanna assured getting set up.
"Dont turn her into a doll with all that gunk." Sandor begged.
"Just doing her hair." Tyanna assured brushing it out.
"Ow." Nessa whispered
"Dont hurt her." Sandor grumbled.
"I need to get these knots out. Im sorry honey." Tyanna cooed.
"Its okay." Nessa assured. Sandor tensed from the doorway. He felt awkward in a ladies chambers. He wasnt a stranger to brothels but tyanna wasnt a whore.
"You dont have to lurk in the doorway Sandor," tyanna assured. "Come on into my love cave." Sandor turned his head feeling even more awkward. "Im sort of kidding." Tyanna laughed out. "Come on in."
"Come on daddy. Look at me!" Nessa declared waving back at him through the mirror.
"Hi beautiful."
"You are so stinking cute with her," tyanna declared. Sandor had never been called cute before. Every moment with tyanna was not how he expected. "Okay lion clips are essential." Tyanna remarked putting the little golden clips in her hair.
"They are so pretty!" Nessa agreed touching her hair gently.
"You are so pretty!" Tyanna corrected. Nessa smiled her shoulder raising up.
"Tya!" Sofia declared running into sandor. "Hey hun," she added dragging her hand across his stomach as she passed. "Guess who die— Neesa! Hey cutie pie!"
"Hi Fia." She giggled spinning around. "Do you like my hair?"
"I do, so pretty. Did your daddy do your hair for you?"
"No," nessa giggled. "Lady Tyanna did it. Daddy did try however." She assured. "It was okay daddy. I promise."
"It was a fucking mess." sandor corrected.
"And now its pretty. Am I all done?" Nessa questioned.
"All done nessa." Tyanna assured.
"What do you say Nessa?" Sandor questioned as he picked her up.
"Thank you!"
"Anytime beautiful." Tyanna agreed before turning back to sofia lounging on the sofa.
"Bye!" She wiggled her fingers back at them. Sandor nodded as he headed out.
"Okay whos dead?" Tyanna demanded as the door closed.
"The hand and you will never guess where we are going."
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You're Losing Me / Ned Stark / Sandor Clegane
FanfictionGregor Clegane was not the type of man you wanted as a father. Sandor was going to help this little girl have a better life. 🐺 "Always rising from the ashes. Mending all her gashes." ⚔️ Most characters belong to grrm.
