The Wolf and The Hound~*Sandor Clegane*~

Chapter 11: Threats and Fake Smiles

**just a heads up. I'm not sure how many have caught on but I have been naming the chapters after the episodes from the tv series in case anyone wants to know what episode it's following. Some things have been changed or I have made up my own chapters, like most of this one. But for the most part all chapters follow an episode. That's why I've told you at the being which season it will be. Once another ends. Those who have noticed, congratulations! those who haven't, it's okay. I wasn't sure if anyone would. Anyway enough with my rambles. Here's chapter 11!!!!!**

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I had woken earlier that morning. Well before the sun had come up. I decided to run my own bath and sit in the water until it turned cold. Once it had run cold I got out, wrapping my robe around me and moving to get a dress for the day.

It was abnormally hot day, but a cool breeze was felt often from the sea. With the opposite temperatures I decided to pull on my floor length, blue, silk dress. The back completely open, a piece of fabric held to a silver hoop around my neck. Covering just enough of my chest, a tan leather belt wrapped around the middle just under my chest. I slipped on my silver flats as I settle my light blue, silk shaw around my shoulders, clipping it into place. Covering the parts of me that my dress did not. I moved to my mirror, deciding to braid my hair in three pieces then braided those together to form one. Not a single hair was out of place, the style making my hair somewhat shorter. I grabbed my two throwing daggers, slipping them into the leather holder strapped to my lower left leg. Once those were secure I went and grabbed my other dagger, strapping the leather holder onto my lower right leg. I made sure that my dress hide them before I stood from my seat.

Satisfied with how I looked I moved to the table, pouring wine in a cup before going to sit on the railing of the balcony. The sun was just beginning to rise. A beautiful color of soft yellow, pink, and blue. I smiled at the innocence of the colors, the whole thought of a beautiful morning. 

My thoughts were interrupted by my chamber doors opening. 

"My Lady, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were to wake this earlier." The handmaiden was frantic as she cleaned up what was left of my bath from earlier.

"It's alright. I did not plan on it. Sleep is less for me these past weeks." My voice remained monotone and my face had no emotion as I drank my wine. 

"Lady Sansa is out in the gardens for breakfast. She asked me to ask you to join her. I will see to it that your belongs are packed and moved to your new chambers. And unpacked and placed in the same spot as before. My Lady." she curtsied as I nodded to her. 

"Thank you." I offered her a small smile before I left the room, walking towards the gardens where Sansa was. 

"Arabella!" I smiled as I saw Sansa walking swiftly towards me. 

"Sansa." I smiled at her and wrapped her in a hug as she met me. 

Times like this where often short or not all. Joffrey listening to his small council and their saying of the two Stark's hatching plans to finish what father started. But for some reason every few weeks, Cersei would allow us to meet each other for breakfast. It was only for about an hour, but it was an hour that we made count.

"How have you been, Little Dove?" I sat down next to her at the small table that held our food. A stone shelter above us keeping us from the suns warmth.

"Honestly, I hate it here." Her smile turned down as she was no doubt thinking about everything that has been happening.

"I know little one. I do too. But soon, I'm not sure when, but soon we will leave this place. We will go home to Winterfell." I offered her a small hopeful smile in hopes of cheering her up.