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_________________________________She thought it was a happy ending, but then the monsters weren't just under her bed, she carried them with her all this time.
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Everyone was excited that the lady was expecting a child so soon. They were all rejoiced of course to hear that their lady was pregnant. They couldn't stop smiling and whispering how beautiful the child would be considering how good looking the parents were.
But Meela was nowhere near excited nor rejoiced. She was afraid. She was worried. What would her husband say? She was pregnant. But with another man's child. Not Victor's. She was pregnant with her lover's child. With Sandor's child.
But this unborn babe would be a bastard. A prove of the unmarried lovers' affair. Her child would forever be a bastard and mocked by the others around him.
But she didn't care. She would never let anyone harm or bully her child. With or without Sandor she was still strong. She was fine before she met him and she would still be fine without him.
She found herself rubbing the same small bump she felt earlier. It wasn't a large bump. Just a small, uneven side on her lower belly but it was enough to prove her that there was life inside of her.
Meela couldn't stop smiling. She couldn't believe it at all. She was with a child. She hadn't lost Sandor, instead she found a Clegane inside her. The child was his. A Clegane. This was Sandor's child.
How she wished he was right there with her. He wouldn't have left the bed at all. He would've kept pressing his rough hands on her belly, looking for the same small bump that she could easily feel because of her soft hands. He would have been happy. Sandor would have had a family of his own. He would've realised that he too, deserves a life with a wife and a child just like any other man. She could imagine him falling on his knees, thanking her and continuously kissing her stomach. Maybe he would have cried because he was feeling overwhelmed with the news she just brought to him. He would have taken care of her.
Sandor was indeed a dangerous killer, but he never harmed her nor did he treat her roughly. He was always caring with her and she knew he would make a good father. The Hound was a very insecure man. He was afraid that he might hurt her and was always careful. He was always gentle with her, making she sure he didn't do anything to hurt her now and then. That alone prevented him from doing anything close to hurting her.
But he wasn't there. Sandor wasnt there. She was alone. She always was, always has and always will be alone. She was pregnant with a Clegane and she didn't know how Victor would react to it.
She was afraid. Would he have her unborn child killed? Would he reveal the truth to everyone? Would he send her back to Kings Landing? Would he kill her?
All these thoughts were feeding her mind with fear. She was frightened. How could she protect her unborn child if he wanted to harm her. She could never save herself. If the Lord commanded it, she wouldn't be able to rescue herself or her child from the party.
She saw the look on his face. When she revealed to her husband that she was pregnant, Victor wasn't shocked or angry or sad.
Him not reacting to what she told him made her feel worse. He kept quiet the whole time. The moment she told him, he didn't look at her. He avoided looking at her like she was a plague. Quietly he left the room and after a while came back with 2 old women.
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