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'Ned tried to attack the boy king! Little finger's army caught him. Now they are looking for the girls. We have to save them.'
Shock was plastered on her face. Her uncle would never attack. But she saw Ser Barriston's face. He wasn't lying. It meant that he was right and Lord Eddard had attacked Jeoffrey.
What would happen to him now?
Where is he?
What about Sansa and Arya?She turned towards Sandor who was already looking at her. He saw the fear on her face.
'Get the girls. Please,' she pleaded.
'What about you?'
'I can bring her to safety, Hound. I will bring her to my house. She can stay there until you come,' Ros suggested.
'You think I trust you whore? Fuck off!'
'Sandor we don't have time! Get the girls. You know I can take care of myself,' she persuaded Sandor.
She eyed towards the commotion happening and Sandor sighed. He had to leave her. He didn't want to. But he had no choice.
Turning towards Ros, he said 'Betray us...and you'd be wishing I killed ya.'
He threatened Ros before he left with Ser Barriston and Ros grabbed Meela's hand, fleeing.
She fled as fast as she could, carrying her dress in her arms, trying to escape from being seen by any Gold Cloaks surrounding the place.
'Where are we going?'
She asked in between her breaths.'Flea Bottom, Milady.'
Meela stopped running and grabbed Ros' hand.
'You want to bring me to a place filled with rapers?'
'Milady we don't have a choice please. Everywhere else is going to be surrounded. That's the only shortcut I can use.'
She hesitated for a moment. Sandor would be furious but she didn't have a choice. She had to follow this woman right now.
And so she did.
They passed by dark alleys, avoiding the main roads to prevent being caught. Too many suspicions would arise especially when they look at Meela.
Meela's dress alone stood out in public; her dress being a highborn seamstresses work.
Suddenly out of nowhere a man appeared and slammed Ros against the wall.
'Look who I found!'
The man spoke.'Leave me alone!' Ros yelled at his face and he punched her stomach.
'You're all alone now. And you brought a friend,' the man turned towards Meela, an evil grin formed on his face.
He disgustingly groped Ros' breasts and she screamed trying to escape his assaults. Meela whipped out her dagger that she kept hidden safely and stabbed directly on his head. He didn't even manage to yell before falling on Ros dead, spraying blood on her face. Ros lost it and started screaming even louder.
Meela pushed the raper's body and gagged Ros with her hands, but Ros struggled to be released.
'Shhhh calm down. Please don't make any noise. Someone will find us. Calm down Ros. Look at me. Ros look at me!'
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Beauty and the Hound - Sandor Clegane
FanfictionA beauty. A she-wolf. A bastard. A lowborn. A fighter. Meela Stark. Lady Stark of Winterfell. Wife of Lord Boutayre. The Heart Stirrer. The Iron Lady. Lady Clegane. The Sisterhood's She-Wolf. Her eyes carried a story of their own. Never had the Hou...