The Forest Child {Sandor Clegane Story}

In The Darkness

WARNING - Season 8 Spoilers.

"When I was a child, my brother would tell me a bedtime story. About the man who murdered our father, who stabbed in the back and cut this throat. He told me other stories as well, about all the things we would do to this man" Daenarys spoke with a calm but commanding voice.

"My sister never intended on sending her armies north. She has Euron Greyjoys fleet and 20,000 fresh troops from across the narrow sea" Jamie replied without a sign of fear.

"Then why are you here?" Daenarys hissed.

"I made a how to fight for the living, and that's what I intended to do. The battle we face now goes belong loyalty and houses" he responded and turned to take a quick look at Natari who stood behind Sansa at the top of the hall.

"My brother came here well knowing the type of welcome he would receive. Why would he do that if he did not mean his word" Tyrion added and went to stand next to Jamie.

"Perhaps he trusted his little brother to defend him, right up to the moment he slit my throat." Daenarys replied with complete coldness.

"You're right, we can't trust him. He attacked my father in the streets, he tried to destroy my family name" Sansa added.

Suddenly Brienne stood up from her seat and went to stand by Jamie. "You don't know me well your grace, but I know Ser Jamie and he is a man of honour".

"You stand for this man? You are willing to fight beside him?" Sansa asked somewhat abused by Briennes words.

"I was his captor once, but when we were both taken prisoner he defended me against men who tried to force themselves upon me. He lost his hand because of it. Without him my lady, you would not be alive. He armed me, armoured me, and sent me to bring you home becuase he had sworn an oath to your mother".

Sansa turned to look back at Natari who gently nodded. Slowly she stood from her seat and sighed. "I trust you with my life, if you trust him with yours, we shall let him stay".

Daenarys quickly looked over at Sansa, shocked and annoyed that she would make such a decision without consulting with her. Sansa didn't pay the dragon queen any notice though and left the room. Slowly everyone stood up and began to depart from the hall.

"Natari, a word in private if I may" Daenarys called out.

"Of course your grace" Natari replied and nodded over to Sandor who was stood further down the hall.

Daenarys lead them both out of the hall through the back exit and walked towards her private chambers.

"Your cousin"

"Sister, we may know the truth now, but we grew up as sisters and that shall not change" Natari interrupted with a cold tone as she sat down at the table.

"Very well, your sister, I believe she does not care for me. Does not agree with my presence here" Daenarys continued as she joined Natari at the table.

"Her... our brother, Jon, he left them all their king, and returned well, I don't know what he is now. The north is loyal to the north, they are difficult to find love and trust in those they do not know".

"Jon" she sighs.

"Yes, Jon. I am not blind your grace. I see it, the way he loves you. I will not go into the right and wrongs of it as we are blood, but men... they can become blind and the focus misplaced when the love of a woman is involved".

"You're a smart woman Natari and one I would never wish to find as my enemy. It is true, there is a love between your brother and I, but tell me, who really has been blinded by love. I have spent my entire life with one goal, to return home and take back the iron throne, until I met Jon. Then I followed him here, brought my armies into his fight and put aside my true goal".