Secret Flames (Sandor Clegane)

Chapter 9

"How about a story?" Tallulah suggested as she sat with Sansa in the royal gardens.

"I am not a child".

"So only children can enjoy stories. That is news to me" Tallulah smirked.

Tallulah looked up to see the blossom blowing in the soft summer wind. It was another hot day, but with the breeze from the blackwater bay provided a slight relief from the burning sun. Finally Sansa gave in and sighed heavily. "Fine tell me one for your stories".

"Has anyone ever told you about the prophecy of Azor Ahai?"

"The Prince who is promised?" she asked back with slightly more interest now.

"Perhaps. I know him as the one who was promised, a prince or maybe a princess. It is not truly known. Azor Ahai was a legendary hero who lived over 8 thousand years ago. During the Long Night when a great darkness lay over the world, Azor Ahai whose to fight against it. To fight the darkness he needed to forge a hero's sword. For thirty days and thirty nights he labored over the blade. When he went to temper it in the water, the sword broke however. The second time Azor Ahai worked for fifty days and fifty nights. This time, to temper his blade he captured a lion and drove the sword into its heart, but once more the steel shattered. With a heavy heart Azor Ahai knew what he had to do. For the third time, he worked for hundred days and nights. This time, he called his wife, Nissa Nissa, and asked her to bare her breast. Azor drove the sword into her living heart. Her soul combining with the steel of the sword and creating the weapon known as Lightbringer"."

"He killed the love of his life?" Sansa gasped.

"For the greater good yes. According to prophecy, Azor Ahai will one day be reborned. After a long summer, followed by an evil cold darkness which will descend across the world, Azor Ahai will defend the world again as the one who was promised".

"We are in a long summer now. My septa use to tell me this was the longest she had ever known. Will a dark evilness follow after it?" Sansa asked.

"Filling her head with stories will do her no good" Sandor suddenly announced behind them, taking both the girls by surprise as they turned around on their bench.

"Is there something we can do for you?" Tallulah grunted as she scrowled at the man she had not seen or heard from in near a week.

"Queen requests Lady Stark joins her and the princess" he announced, quickly looking away from both girls with a deep and slow breath.

Tallulah looked at Sansa and smiled softly. "I shall wait for you in your chambers my lady".

Tallulah then watched as Sandor and Sansa walked out of the gardens. When they were no longer in eye sight, Tallulah finally stood from her seat and headed back into the castle. Just as she was about to step back into the darker and cooler corridors of the keep, Varys came out of nowhere.

"Another warm day" he smiled as he linked his arm in hers.

"The waters provide a good enough breeze" she shrugged and continued on down the corridor.

"Did you mother tell you the story of Azor Ahai?"

"Yes, apparently a sailor from Essos told her the story. Just one of the many I assume there are in the free cities".

"Ah yes, the world is filled with mythical and legendary characters. I wonder if anyone from our time will be remembered in the stories of the future".

Suddenly Tallulah stopped in the corridor and turned to face the powdered covered man. "Is there something I can do for you Lord Varys?"

"No sweet child. No yet".

Lord Varys left her after those final words, leaving a slight anxious nervousness through Tallulah stomach. What had he meant by not yet? Taking a deep cooling breath in, Tallulah cleared her head and then went back to walking through the keep. By the time she had reached Lady Sansa's chambers she was exhausted and hunger. Opening the large bay windows she picked up one of the lemon cakes and sat by the balcony, looking at the slow moving ships as they disappeared into the distance.

Tallulah's peace was shortly interrupted when an unexpected visitor charged into the room.

"Clegane?" she questioned and quickly stepped down from her seat.

Sandor didn't say a word though, breathing heavily, he only glared at her before quickly charging towards her like a wild bull. Tallulah let out a quick yelp when he grabbed onto her hips and pushed her back against the wall. Instantly he brought his lips to her and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Once again, and against her will, Tallulah melted into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. As the kiss deepened, Sandor lifted her up from the ground and began to carry her towards Lady Sansa's bed.

Roughly he dropped her down into the mattress and crawled on top of her. His lips were now sucking and nibbling down her neck as he moaned underneath him. Sandors hands were clumsily pushing themselves into her dress, cupping her breasts and pinching at nipples.

"Open your eyes" he grumbled and quickly kissed her lips again.

Slowly, Tallulah did as he commanded, worried he would stop if she didn't. What he was doing was holey inappropriate and in her ladies bed, but Tallulah was grown more and more desperate for him and the way his touch made her feel.

"You ever been touched before?" he asked her and pressed his hardened manhood into her.

Silently, Tallulah shook her head and began to nervously chew on her bottom lip. Sandor smirked at her and glided his rough thumb over her jawline.

"You don't mind me touching you though? You like it?"

Again in silence Tallulah nodded her head. Sandor looked as though he was about to speak again when suddenly the door to the chambers opened. Sandor quickly leaped back from the bed and pulled Tallulah up with him.

"Quickly, under the bed" she hissed and pulled down at his arm.

"You can't be" he began to argue before Tallulah kicked his leg and pointed at the bed.

Just as Sansa was about to come from behind the opened door, Sandor jumped down to the ground and shuffled under the bed.

"My lady, how was your afternoon?" Tallulah smiled breathlessly.

"The princess is so boring and she is a terrible singer" she groaned and went to stand by the mirror.

Tallulah went on to see to Sansa, helping her into her nightdress and providing her a calming tea for sleep. Within a few hours Sansa had stepped into bed and closed her eyes as Tallulah finished off a last few chores. Once Tallulah could hear the gentle sounds of Sansa sleeping, she carefully stepped over to the bed and bent down to the floor. With a wicked smile she motioned for Sandor to finally crawl out, but remain silent. She could tell by the look in his eye that he was pissed, but she almost found this more amusing.

"You find this funny woman?" he growled in her ear once they had moved away from the bed and closer to the door.

"You seem to find amusement or pleasure in charging in here and forcing yourself upon me" she scowled back.

"Forced myself did I, bet you're still desperate for me now".

"Good night Sandor" she smiled.