The Wolf and The Hound~*Sandor Clegane*~

Chapter 7: The Wolf and The Lion

**since antericchaos was so excited for the next chapter here's another random update in honor of their excitement. Hope you enjoy☺**

It's been about two weeks since the tournaments. And two weeks since I last saw Sandor. I won't lie, I was rather sad about it. That was the most intimate we have ever been, and I was willing to go farther with him.

Something that could get us both killed.

I had Lelia help me dress this morning. A ruby red, silk, floor length dress. With a deep neck line, going between my breast, stopping just under them, A gold metal belt, with a hole design to give me air. The sleeves stopped at my shoulders, the shoulders of it being silver. A cloak of sorts attached to the shoulders, the same color and style as the rest of the dress. I let her braid four strands of my hair, tying two of each together before joining them at the bottom, the rest of my hair flowing down in the natural red waves.

I was walking alone through the castle when someone called for me.

"Jory. What is it?" I turned to meet his gaze. One that had the look of worry.

"It's Arya. We can't find her." He started guiding me towards father's office as we continued to talk.

"I saw her earlier. She was chasing cats. I told her to stay away from the dungeons, but she probably went down there anyway." he nodded an okay. Saying he would have a few men check down there.

"Father." I gave him a weak smile as he looked up from his papers.

"You look beautiful Arabella. A real southern women."

"It's easier to go unnoticed when you blend in, father."

Just then the door opened and in walked Arya.

"Seven hells! What happened to you?" I bent down next to her as I looked her over. Dirt covered every visible part of her body, while her eyes held something of concern.

"You know I had half my guard out searching for you?" Father had sat back down at his desk as I took the seat in front of it.

"Arya, you promised this would stop." I gave her a disappointed look as father sighed.

"They said they were going to kill you."

"Who did?" I gave father a look before turning back to Arya.

"I don't know. I didn't see them. But I think one was fat."

"Oh, Arya." I gave a weak smile as I took one of her hands in mine. Father letting out another defeated sigh at her words.

"I'm not lying. They said you found the bastard. And the wolves are fighting the lions and the savage. Something about a savage." Arya didn't know what any of it meant. But I took one look at father and could tell he knew.

"Where did you hear this?" His tone of voice and look of face giving away that he knew what she was talking about.

"In the dungeons. Near the dragon skulls." she said it as if it was the most obvious thing.

"What were you doing in the dungeons little wolf?" I gave her a scolding glare. I had told her to stay away from there. I should have known she would go there anyway.

"Chasing cats." I couldn't help the laugh that came out of mouth at that. She said it so calm. Like it was obvious as the sky is blue.

Just then there was another knock on the door, Jory opened it up.

"Pardon, My Lord. My ladies. There's a man here from the Night's Watch.Begging a word. Says it's urgent."

Jory stepped into the room and stood by the side of the door. Father and I both stood. He moved around his desk to stand on my left as I pulled Arya to my right side.