The Forest Child {Sandor Clegane Story}

Differences Aside

The group arrived at Kings Landing as pallned, a day after the wedding. Cur short was their time of joy and cheer, now their true reality lay waiting ahead.

Daenarys had decided to make an entrance with her dragons, so the rest of the group went ashore. There were Lannister men waiting for them on land, and in silence they followed them to the once famous dragonpits.

"What's in there?" One of the guardsmen asked Sandor who was bringing up the rear with the proof of the true enemy inside a simple wooden crate.

"Fuck off" Sandor simply grunted in reply as Natari smiled at how two words from her husband who put fear into any man.

Once they finally reached the ancient dragonpits, the Queen, her brother, Euron Greyjoy, Qyburn, the mountain and over a dozen guards sat quietly waiting. Natari had gone to stand next to her brother as Ser Davos and Sandor stood closely behind them. That was when Sandor saw him, his brother, or what had once been his brother, standing like a statute beside the Queen.

Without thinking Sandor stormed across the pit towards his brother. "Remember me? Yeah you do. You're even fucking uglier than I am now. What did they do to you? Not that it matters. This is not how it ends for you brother, you know whose coming for you.".

The mountain did utter a single word at his brothers warning, but when he finished turned to look at Natari and then finally back at Sandor.

"You've always known" Sandor hissed as he stormed back to Natari and stood protectively at her side.

"Where is she?" Cersi asked out as her patience grew thin.

"I don't know" Tyrion replied coldly without looking at his sister.

"Didn't travel with you?" She went on to ask.

Just before Tyrion could answer, dragon roar bellowed across the land, echoing through the ancient pit. Everyone instantly looked up to sky as Natari whispered an instruction to Sandor and nodded at her brother.

The sight of Daenarys and her dragon was in full view for everyone now as she landed to the ground and gracefully dismounted the creature. It roar was enough to blast ear drums, it's wings causing a gust like a wild storm, yet Cersi sat unfazed by the display and almost somewhat bored, unlike her brother who remwmbwewd all too well the damage just one of the beasts could inflict upon them all.

As Daenarys finally approached the rest of the group, the dragon flew off and glided through the sky with its last remaining sibling.

"We've been here for some time" Cersi hissed through clenched teeth as the dragon queen took her seat with Natari and Jon.

"My apologies" Danearys replied with calm and graceful tone before turning to look at Natari.

Natari knew what the look signalled and stood from her seat to take a stand in the middle of the pits.

"We are a group of people who do not like one another. We have suffered at each other's hands. We haven't people we love at each other's hands. For if all we wanted was more of the same, there would be no need for this gathering. We all entirely capable yo waging war against each other without meeting face to face".

"So instead we should settle our differences and live in harmony for the rest of our days?" Cersi mocked with pure poison as she glared at young woman before her.

"We all know that will never happen" Tyrion added from the side.

"Then why are we here?" She snapped at her brother.

Natari looked over to her brother, so then stood up and joined at her side. "This isn't about living in harmony. It's just about living. The same thing is coming for all of us. A general you can't negotiate with and an army which doesn't leave corpses behind on the battlefield. I believe there are 1 million people loving in this city, there about to become 1 million more soldiers in the army of the dead".