Chapter 11

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Tallulah sat quietly as she watched Sansa and the other ladies pray. She had also noticed the Queen staring at the young lady for a some time as she drank down her 5th glass of deep red wine. When Cersi called Sansa over, Tallulah felt a sudden nervousness run through her. The queen seemed to find amusement in the way Sansa spoke and had a hatred for perfectly lady like manner, despite her circumstances she was in. 

After a short while one of the Lannister guards came breathlessly charging into the room. He was a young lad and obviously of Lannister blood with the famous golden blonde hair. His face was covered in blood and dirt, and the young lad was obviously shaken by the battle. Cersi's attention was quickly turned away from Sansa and to the guard. As Cersi spoke in hussed tones with the guard, Tallulah came over to Sansa. 

"He says the Stannis army have reached the walls and the blackwater is on fire" Sansa whispered to her. 

Tallulah quickly grabbed Sansa by the arm and pulled her away from the Queen. "You must go to your room Sansa. Is Stannis and his forces win they will take mercy on you as Ned Starks daughter, but you must hide now. Do not open your door to anyone and stay within the safety of your walls".

"What will you do?" she asked panickedly.

"Do not worry about my fate child. Do as I say now, run and speak to no one".

Surprisingly, Sansa quickly reached out and hugged Tallulah tightly. When she finally let go of her, Sansa gave a gently nod and then quickly left the room. When Tallulah looked back to where the Queen had been, she also found that Cersi and fled the room. 

"You must flee now sweet child" Varys suddenly announced behind her.

"Excuse me?" Tallulah scoffed as she turned around to see the floral smelling spider.

"Stannis is likely to win this battle. What do you think he will do with the common girl with purple eyes" he questioned her.

Tallulah gave him a questioning look, not sure what the man meant by his comment on the colour of her eyes. Varys could obviously see the confusion on her face and smiled wickedly. "There was once a House which was well known by their coloured eyes. Yours shall do no favours in the events to come. My advice to you sweet child to flee this city, perhaps find a certain hound upon your way". 

"What do you know which you refuse to tell" Tallulah frowned.

"A great deal, I am the master of whispers after all. Now is not the time though, we will met again I feel and then I shall explain all" he smiled charmingly. 

Tallulah could hear the sounds of war from the window, the fire from the black water illuminating the sky in a dangerous green colour. "Where do I go? How will I even escape the city?".

"The battle outside should prodive you enough cover to escape unnoticed. After that, your best chance is to travel north, Lady Stark is travelling with the northern armies, perhaps she will remember you from your previous meeting".

Finally Tallulah nodded and quickly made for the exit door. She headed back to her chambers first and packed a small bag with some clothes, knives and grabbed a cloak to hide herself during her nighttime run. As she began to head back down the corridor her mind began to think of Sandor for the first time since the battle had began. She had no idea whether the man who had early taken her maidenhood was still alive. 

As Tallulah crossed the courtyard of the keep and headed out towards the city walls, she felt someone grab her from behind and pulled her into the darkness. Instantly, Tallulah tried to scream out the attacker had his hand over her mouth. She could smell the scent of blood and smoke on him as he brought his lips to her ear. "Stay silent and we might get out of her alive".

Tallulah instantly knew it was and breathed a sigh of relief, allowing her body to relax back into his. "Sandor" she whispered.

"Aye, now follow me and stay quiet". 

Tallulah nodded as Sandor finally let her go and moved ahead. Grabbing back for her hand, he began to lead her the rest of the way. Just as Varys had said, the usual guards had left their posts in the fight against the Stannis forces, so Sandor and Tallulah were easily able to slip out of the castle walls and then the city walls.

The duo remained in complete silence as they galloped away from the city, hidden by the dead of night, their own light coming from the twinkling stars above. Nor did they stop when the sun began to rise in the morning sky. By mid day, Sandor reached into his side bag and pulled out a piece of dried meat, passing it to Tallulah whose stomach has been grumbling in protest for the past hour.

As the sun began to set into the sky, signalling the end of their first day on the road, Sandor estimated they were about 150 miles from Kings Landing and at least 10 miles east from the Kings Road. Sandor pulled his horse to large tree near a small lake and jumped down before helping Tallulah down. She then began to collect some wood and started a small fire as Sandor watched on in silence. 

"What will we do now? Do you have a plan?" she asked him as she warmed herself by the flames.

"Head to cost, find a ship to take us across the narrow sea to the free cities. Won't find no peace or safety here after I left the battle" he shrugged with a frown towards to the fire.

"With me?" she asked nervously.

"Why? You got somewhere else to be?" 

Tallulah shook her head and turned her eyes away from him as she could feel him smirking at her. Slowly, he began to move towards her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. Tallulah  tried to continue ignoring him until he pulled her onto his lap. "You think I'd leave you?" he growled into her ear and sending a shiver down her spine.

Cautiously, Tallulah shook her head and closed her eyes as he began to breath on her neck. Sandor then placed him hands on her hips and began to run them up and down the frame of her body. Underneath her, Tallulah could feel the growth of his hardened manhood begin to poke her between the legs, causing a desperate ache within her. 

Sandor could tell the effect he was having on her and it too made him desperate for her. Hunger with lust he quickly pushed her back into the damp glass and hovered over her. Quickly, he dived his lips down into her neck and began sucking and biting on the soft skin. Tallulah wrapped her legs around him and moaned against his kisses as she plead for more. Sandor only chuckled back at her and gradually moved her hands down between her legs. She was already warm and wet for him as he ran his fingers over her swollen bud and pushed a finger deep within her. 

The sounds of Tallulahs moans could be heard over across the woodlands as Sandor continued to drive her body to madness and back. As he began to scream out in complete pleasure of a overwhelming climax, Sandor quickly shuffled out of his breeches and pushed himself deep inside of her. Wanting to take more control, Tallulah pushed him back until she was on top, allowing her to ride him like a wild horse as he lent forward and brought their lips back together. The feeling of him inside of her drove Tallulah wild with lust and wanting, with each movement she wanted to take him deeper inside of her, feel his touch all over and taste his mouth. 

Sandor could hardly believe how wild he drove such a beautiful creature. How they two of them had ended up together would always be a mystery to him, but he would never question it at fear of losing her. Tallulah had been the only thing he could think about during the battle at Blackwater Bay. When he watched his men die and burn to death from the Imp's wild fire, he could no longer bring himself to fight for such cunts. He had something else to fight for now, something far more important to him. 

As her soft moans filled his ears and he felt her climax again around him, Sandor quickly flipped her back onto her back and pulled out of her. Grabbing her hand, he guided it over his length, working him until he finally split his seed onto her. Exhausted he flopped down on the ground next to her and wrapped his cloak over both their half dressed bodies. As Tallulah rested her head on his chest, Sandor gently ran his hand over her hair.

"I've always wanted to see the free cities" she smiled. 

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