Sue Me / Sandor Clegane / Vaera Targaryen

19. Earth to Vaera

"Earth to vaera?" Tyrion waved a hand in front of her even though she couldnt see it. Her face turned to him and she blinked three times. "You alright sweetie?"

"Perfect." Vaera assured.

"If i didnt know any better i would think cupids arrow got you." Tyrion remarked.

"What?"

"You know the tale of cupid?"

"No. Not really." Vaera countered.

"Cupid is, quite literally, the child of the goddess of love, Venus. If you are hit by one of the arrows Cupids arrow it is said it causes the person struck to fall in love." Tyrion informed her.

"I wasnt hit by an arrow." Vaera laughed out

"Another tale says that A person wounded by the golden arrow is filled with uncontrollable desire, but the one struck by the lead feels aversion and desires to flee."

"Flee?" She was wounded. Was she love struck with sandor after their adventure... she might be.

"There your mind goes again, Vaera." Tyrion remarked. "Where does it drift off to?"

"I..." vaeras breath hitched.

"Yes?"

"What if i was hit by cupid?" She agreed.

"Oh honey its just a myth like white walkers and-"

" dragon dreams?"

"What?"

"People- the dragons the targaryens that... could see the future prophecies and what not." Vaera offered cautiously. She had a dream about tyrion and she was worried what it meant.

"Just myths." Tyrion assured. "Dont worry your little head about it."

So she tried her best to push it from her mind and focus on happier pursuits like the upcoming wedding although she wasn't so sure how happy it would be. After all joffrey was a menace.

But she didn't do herself any good worrying about the future, and think she could not control. Like she didn't know we're going to come true or not. She could only focus on the hair and now and right now she found her guard and friend looming behind her.

They walked arms grazing as they headed to her chambers.

"Sandor," vaera whispered. 

"Aye?" he whispered. 

"I missed you. Where did you go?"

She liked how much he wanted to be closer to her how he had to touch her when they were walking, even if it was just the graze of his finger against her arm or his hand on her back. He wanted to touch her.

"Your father wasnt happy with me. But I missed you." Sandor admitted. 

"I missed you." She repeated. "are you my guard again?" 

"I dont think so. Maybe I can get night shifts, protect you while you sleep."

"i would like that." Vaera agreed. "Like when we were in the woods." 

"Aye." he agreed brushing her hair back from her face. 

Even in the most innocent and simplest of ways. She liked their relationship, even if that was all it could be, surely he would have kissed her by now if he wanted more. But who wanted the blind girl?

"Wedding is tomorrow." Vaera remarked. "Can you help me pick out a dress?" Sandor nodded. "I'm going to assume you agreed."

"Aye." Sandor agreed following her into her chambers. she held up two options. 

"Is one of these red?" Vaera questioned. "And dont lie to me." 

"They are both red." Sandor clarified. 

"Oh." She touched the detailing deciding if she was holding up the right ones. 

"What are you looking for?"

"It  has little lions on it, I did the stitching myself." Vaera remarked. "It's... got a lower cut on," she dragged a finger along her own collar bone drawing sandors eyes down. He stepped closer as the door opened again. 

"Vaera." Tywin declared. 

"Daddy." She declared. "Can you help me? Sandor doesnt know fashion apparently." She teased. Sandor bowed his head moving back. Tywin scowled at him as he moved to Vaera. 

"I dont think its good for-"

"How is Arya?" Vaera cut in knowing he was going to make some snide comment about sandor and she didnt want to hear it.

"She is being watched carefully, thank you Clegane for returning her." Tywin agreed stiffly. 

"Daddy dont be mad at Sandor, he brought me home." 

"He stole you from home." Tywin barked, sandor took another step back not wanting to be in tywin's sights. 

"He asked me if I wanted to go to Harenhal or casterly rock and get to you." Vaera corrected for what felt like the millionth time. "Daddy he didnt want the castle to be breeched like cersei thought it would be and for me to get hurt. He was doing his duty." 

"And had my worried for a moon!" Tywin demanded. "You should have turned around-"

"I wanted write but ravens were not available. By the time we heard you had won we were almost to haren." Vaera lied. "Dont blame Sandor, he protected me." Tywin gave a tight nod. 

"Gregor is your guard, I trust him not to put you in harms way." Tywin instructed. 

"Sandor-"

"Gregor." Tywin demanded turning to sandor. He sighed heavily as he headed to the door. "I can't lose you Vaera." Tywin begged. "I can't lose my favorite girl."