The Forest Child {Sandor Clegane Story}

Lost Love

"Is he okay?" Natari cried out as she ran into her father's room and found the King and Queen stood next to his bed.

"He'll live," King Robert grunted as Natari took a seat on the bed and took her father's hand in his.

"Who did this?" She whispered to him.

"Jamie Lannister," Lord Stark grunted in pain as he tried to get comfier.

"Your father was returning drunk from a whore house when he attacked my brother!" The Queen inserted.

"Your brother attacked me and my men. Killed them!" Lord Stark shot back

"Enough, the pair of you!" The King shouted as the two began to argue.

"Where is Jory. Where is the captain of my father's guard? He should be here!" Natari called out with worry as she looked around the room and noticed his absence.

"I'm sorry my dear," King Robert softly spoke as he looked down.

Natari jumped from the bed as her eyes began to burn. "Where is Jory?" she screamed.

"Natari..." her father whispered.

Natari would not hear it. She would not believe that he was dead. Exploding with tears she ran out of the room. She did not know where to go, she was alone and hopeless as she continued to run down one corridor followed by another. She could not, would not live in this world without him. Still dressed in her nightdress and robe she grabbed a bottle of wine from her room and then ran out to the highest tower in the castle.

"It cannot be..." she whispered to herself as she walked out onto the roof terrace of the tower and saw the sun setting into the ocean.

Falling to the ground she cradled the bottle of wine in her hands as she drank down the warming sweet liquid. By the time the bottle was empty, the sun had disappeared from the sky and a cold breeze had developed.

"I will come for you Jory. I must apologise," she cried to herself as she stood and climbed the wall of the sun terrace and looked down at the ground far below her.

Dropping the bottle she watched as it flew threw the air and then landed with a loud smash onto the ground. It would be so easy. A burst of strange laughter took over her as she opened her arms and get the cold breeze wipe through her robe and attack her body.

"Girl!" a voice yelled from behind her.

Natari didn't get a chance to see who it was until she felt the strangers arms wrap around her body and pull her down from the ledge.

"What are you doing stupid girl?" Sandor growled at her as he pulled her down.

Natari's body was pulled closed to his. Sandor was not wearing his armour, dressed in just his breeches and tunic, she could feel the hard muscles of his body against hers as she glided down him and he placed her on the ground.

"Jory is..." she began to cry.

"Dead, aye," he grunted and kneeled down beside her.

"The last thing I told him was... I told him I would not marry him. He left filled with anger and sadness, and now he is..."

Sandor did not know what to say to the girl. He did not want to be his usual cruel self in front of her when she was in such a state. Instead, he placed his hand on her shoulder, she was freezing cold to touch.

"I'll escort you back," he grumbled.

"Not yet," she whispered and pulled her legs up tight towards her body.

Sandor knew he could not leave the girl alone and sighed heavily as he sat down next to her. To his surprise, she leaned in towards him and placed her head against his arm.

"He died hating me," she whispered.

"No one could hate you girl," he spoke in a soft tone she had not heard before.

Starting to shiver, Sandor moved his arm away from her head and then wrapped it around her thinly dressed body. She was so small, he could probably have wrapped one arm around her twice. Natari gently shuffled closer towards him and then leant her head against his chest. She could hear his breathing and heartbeat as his chest moved up and down.

"Let me take you back to your room?" he asked after a short period of silence.

Natari only nodded as he stood up and then scooped her up in his arms. Carrying her down the many stairs as though she weighed nothing. He never spoke or moaned as he took her to her room and then gently placed her on the bed.

"You'll be okay little girl," he grunted before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.