Sandor stared as vaera bathed in the stream. Biting his cheek he watched her shamelessly.
"Perv." Arya murmured. Sandor didnt even spare her a glance
"Fuck off."
" I could survive on my own."
" sure you could, which is why you've been captured twice now. Who's the next person that's going to find you?" Sandor pondered not taking his eyes off of vaera.
" Maybe someone with a conscience." She decided. " someone that would take me home."
" I took you home it's just not your home."
" that's stupid-"
" don't care shut up." Sandor countered moving to the stream. Vaera walked carefully from the waters and sandor looked her over top to bottom before holding out his cloak for her.
" thank you." she whispered as she awkwardly fumbled with it before wrapping it around herself. She reached out helping her. Fingers trailing along her smooth skin. A shiver went through her at his rough hands but a smile pulled at her lips.
" stop with the grab ass let's go!" Arya demanded.
" can you help me find my dress?" Vaera questioned
" like you in my cloak better." Sandor countered lips grazing the shell of her ear. She didn't even feel a little bit ashamed. He had bathed in the waters, not too long ago himself sure he jumped in, dunked himself under, and was back out again, unlike her leisurely dip. But he didn't seem to be embarrassed. She couldn't see him she knew his eyes were raking over her. But she didn't mind his eyes on her.
"So their son will be your nephew. After you're wed to Cersei, of course. And you will be the king's stepfather and brother-in-law. When you marry the king, Joffrey's mother will become his sister-in-law and your son will be Loras' nephew? Grandson? I'm not sure. But your brother will become your father-in-law. That much is beyond dispute."
"Will you pardon me, my lord?"
" Of course. Of course. En-enjoy." Tyrion slurred. Joffrey moved to intercept but cersei got to him first.
"Perhaps you could talk to your bride-to-be instead." Cersei offered holding Joffrey back from annoying Sansa.
"I've got a lifetime for that."
" I remember the last time I was here. My father was executed. By your nephew."
" I do not like my nephew. I do not care for him one bit." Vaera assured. " he is a monster, and your father was a man. Do not mistake me for my family because of my last name and my blonde hair."
" you're just as dreadful as all of them, except you can pretend to be blind to their actions."
" you don't even know me, girl."
"and I don't want to know you." Arya agreed
" OK I'm gonna gag her now." Sandor decided.
" fine by me." Vaera agreed. Arya clamped her lips shut. " I hear music." Vaera remarked.
" maybe it's a wedding." sandor offered. " or a funeral."
" are those the only two reasons that would be music?" vaera chuckled as she was assisted down from the horse. She immediately tried to make a run for it. Sandor grabbed her spending her back around his chest.
" don't do that girl you run these men start shooting you." he warned.
" better dead than a prisoner." she decided.
" I don't know about that." Sandor countered. He noticed vaera stopped and sandor quickly bound aryas wrists and hooked her to the stables she whined out pulling at the bindings. "Shut up."
Sandor countered moving back to vaera. " gorgeous what's wrong?"
" do I look all right?"
"What?" Sandor countered crouching down so he was face to face with her.
" do I look all right?"
" you look beautiful." Sandor assured
" no lying to me. I've been sleeping on the ground, and I bathed in the stream." Vaera reminded him. " this dress is worn and tattered. I look a mess."
" sweetheart, no one's gonna care what you look like they're all just gonna be so grateful to see you." Sandor countered.
" take one look at me and say who is that peasant?"
" you are recognizable. There is no other you." He messed with her hair trying to get it straightened out. He pulled a twig from her hair.
" you're perfect." Sandor assured. " you ready to get in there?"
" yes."
" who's getting married?" Arya cut in
" we just got here you expect us to know?" Sandor barked.
" I'm telling you she was more hindrance than help this whole trip back." Vaera agreed.
"Congratulations, my lady."
" Thank you, Your Grace." Sansa whispered.
" Well, you've done it. You've married a Lannister. Soon you'll have a Lannister baby. It's a dream come true for you, isn't it? What a glorious day." Joffrey went on.
" Yes, Your Grace." Sansa paled.
" I suppose it doesn't really matter which Lannister puts the baby into you. Maybe I'll pay you a visit tonight after my uncle passes out. How'd you like that?" Joffrey questioned, Sansa froze, horrified. " You wouldn't? That's all right. Ser Meryn and Ser Boros will hold you down." he smirked before shouting out. "Time for the bedding ceremony."
" I think we're getting closer." Vaera knew the capital better so she didn't have to hold tight to sandors hand but she wanted to because she felt more confident with him. " I hear joffreys shrill voice."
Arya tugged at her restraints, trying to get away. Sandor held tight.
" nice try girl." Sandor corrected.
" this is definitely the right way. But they are in the small banquet hall.... Am I right?"
"Aye." Sandor agreed
" it's not the wedding. Certainly that would be much more grand." Vaera reasoned.
"Aye." Sandor agreed again savoring the feel of her against him because he knew as soon as they pushed open those damn doors, not only the little wolf would be grabbed, but he would certainly be interrogated as well
" There will be no bedding ceremony." Tyrion corrected as Joffrey grabbed sansas hand bringing her to the middle of the ceremony.
" Where's your respect for tradition, Uncle? Come, everyone. Pick her up and carry her to her wedding bed. Get rid of her gown. She won't be needing it any longer. Ladies, attend to my uncle. He's not heavy."
" There will be no bedding ceremony."
" There will be if I command it."
"Daddy?" Vaera called out all eyes turned to the door. Vaera stood front and center a grumbling arya and looming sandor behind her. Arya laughed when she realized what was going on.
"You married the IMP!" Arya shouted. Sansa looked to arya horrified. She married the imp.
"Daddy?" Vaera questioned taking a hesitant step closer as tywin pushed through the crowd to her.
"Vaera!"
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Sue Me / Sandor Clegane / Vaera Targaryen
FanfictionVaera Lannister was the pride and joy of the capital. Even the mountain loved her. Sandor had to see what the hype was about. What made Vaera so speical that Gregor had a heart around her? 🦁 "Sue me for looking so pretty tonight. For doing everyth...
