Until We Meet Again❄ (Sandor Clegane) Game Of Thrones (Wattys2019 Nominated)

8 - The Great Hall

When Arya and Sansa were asleep in bed, Alia decided to explore the Red Keep, where they were all staying at, a little more and so she left her room with the clothes she had on previously but without the feathered cloak and carried a lantern with her to light up the way.

She was walking down a corridor until she saw two large doors to her left which sparked her interest. She looked around cautiously to see that nobody was around, not even a guard and so she slowly pushes on the door and to her surprise, the door was unlocked. She peeked inside and her eyes widened slightly as she noticed that she was entering The Great Hall where the throne was, unattended by anyone.

She steps in, closing the door behind her and walks towards the throne and stopping by the steps as she looks up to the throne, admiring the structure of it and all the swords that are carved into it.

She knew the history of this room which made a chill run up her spine, imagining the Mad King being killed by Jamie Lannister and Ned's brother and father who were also killed in these very walls.

She shrugs the thought off and she's about to take a step forward when she hears the door creek from behind her causing her to quickly run behind a pillar, blowing out the candle to her lantern and staying silent.

She heard the door close and heard faint footsteps enter the room causing her to curse silently to herself, unsure of the trouble she is going to get herself into.

She presses her body up tightly against the pillar, so she is sure that nobody can see her from the side and slowly peeks her head round the corner to see a man in golden armour and a long white cloak stand in the middle of the room, sword drawn and scanning the area.

When he's about to look in her direction, Alia quickly hides her head again and she starts to hear the footsteps start to fade away, as if they were leaving until she heard him take a huge sniff of the air and letting out a small sigh.

"Show yourself! I can smell the smoke."

Alia looked down to see smoke drifting into the air from her lantern and curses lightly and notices that the only weapon she has on her is her bow which isn't too great for close range targets.

She gently places the lantern on the floor and flicks her long black hair to the front to frame her face nicely in case he was one of those men who liked 'pretty' girls and she sucked in some air before exhaling and taking a step out from behind the pillar.

"Alright, you found me." She says, taking some small steps towards the man who turned swiftly to face her, his eyes wide when he realised it is a woman.

"Who are you? How dare you be here without permission!" The man nearly yelled, holding his sword out in front of him as if he were to attack which only caused the masked woman to laugh lightly and place her hands behind her back, stopping in her step.

"Forgive me, Ser, I was just looking round, and I must have gotten lost. It's an easy mistake." She says almost innocently, using some sort of facade to cover up her nosy personality trait.

The man was clearly a Knight, a large one at that. He had messy brown hair with hints of grey, a stubbly beard and large bulging brown eyes that could almost kill with a glance.

When he notices the woman in front of him wasn't much of a threat in his opinion, he lowers his sword, still having it drawn however and eyes her up cautiously.

He couldn't help but admire her beauty although half of her face was covered, she had a corseted tunic that hugged her waist kindly and long hair that almost glistened with a pair of bright blue eyes that could light up the room. His eyes then move to the bow that was placed on her back and then it hit him when he realised who she was.