The Forest Child {Sandor Clegane Story}

Come Back To Me

"Half our forces have gone. The golden company have arrived in Kings Landing, thanks to Eurons fleet. The balance has grown distressingly even" Varys sighed as council, including Jon, Sansa, Arya and Natari, stood over the map of westros in the castles grand study. 

"We will hit Cersi hard, ripe her out. Root and stem" Daenarys replied with a cold and hard tone. 

"Forgive me your grace, but is the objective here not to remove her without destroying Kings Landing. The people there are innocent, but also fickle, give them time and they will cast Cersi aside when the food runs out" Natari spoke carefully. 

"We'll surround the city, if the Iron fleet try to ferry in more food, the dragons will destroy them. If the Lannisters and Golden Company attack, we will defeat them in the field" Jon added.

"And when the people see that Cersi is the only enemy, her rein will be over" Tyrion finished. 

"Alright" Daenarys finally agreed with a subtle soft smile to Jon. 

"The men we have left are exhausted, many of them wounded. They will fight better if they have chance to rest and mend" Sansa suddenly announced.

The tension in the room suddenly increased to unbearable limits as Daenarys tried to control her anger towards the Stark girl. "How long do you suggest?"

"Can't say for certain. I would need to talk with the officers" Sansa replied without looking up at her. 

"I came north to fight along side you at great cost to my armies and myself. Now-"

"It's not just our people, its yours'. You want to throw them into a war they are not ready to fight?" Sansa quickly interrupted as Natari hobbled over to her side to try and stop Sansa from speaking any more potentially dangerous words.

"The Northern forces will honor their promises to their queen of the seven kingdoms. What the queen demands we will obey" Jon suddenly warned the girls as she gave both Arya, Sansa and Natari a cold and hard look none of them had seen before. 

Later that morning, Jon was in the courtyard of Winterfell as the men readied themselves for the ride down to Winterfell. Natari was passing through, hobbling still from the heavy gash in her upper thigh, when she called out for him.

"Are you ignoring me?" Natari suddenly questioned him breathlessly as she managed to catch up to him.

"No, I'm busy Nat. What do you want? I guess Sansa has sent you" he grunted without turning to look at her. 

"Jon!" Natari hissed and when he finally turned around to look at her she slapped him hard across the face. "I am you sister. Your full, true sister. We came into this world together and you speak to me now like some common enemy. You look at all of us with darkness. I am not stupid Jon, I know the relationship between you and Daenarys has become... complicated and I will not lay judgement on you. I will judge you for the forgetting of your family though. Sansa and Arya do not know her, they see you following her around though, doing everything she commands without a slight question. We may be women Jon, but we are just as strong and smart as men and we see the change in you, what she is making you become".

"I am still your brother".

"Then prove it" Natari hissed before finally storming away.

Natari could feel the anger from her conversation with Jon bursting through her veins as she walked over to the stables. That was quickly changed to complete dread when she saw Sandor packing up his horse. Sandor was to travel down straight away, Natari would then travel with the Northern forces, giving her enough time to recover from her wounds. Part of her worried about when she would next see him though, if ever. 

"I'll be fine" Sandor scoffed as though reading her mind without even turning around to confirm it was her.

"And what if you're not. Will I ever see you again?" she whispered and walked over him.

"You think after everything we've been through together that you could get rid of me this easily?" he smiled crookedly and turned around to wrap his arms around her small frame.

"If you do, I won't live alone in this world without you Sandor. You won't be there to stop me from jumping from a tower this time".

"No you won't. If I really believed that I wouldn't be going. You said last night, you know I had to do this, I won't ever know complete peace until I do, even with your love. I'm a tough fucker Nat, I can do this and still come back to you. If not, you still won't be alone, I split my seed inside of you too many times last night for you not be carrying my child. You hear me woman".

 Natari quickly leaped up to him, throwing her arms around his neck as she slammed her lips against him. The kiss was fierce and desperate, with her eyes shut tightly, Sandor cupped onto her bottom with his large strong hands. Natari was concentrating so hard during the kiss, to remember the taste of his mouth, the feel of his lips and the scent of his hair. Every last detail she made a mental note of until she felt herself crying. 

As they finally parted lips, Sandor placed her back on the ground and wiped the tears on her cheeks with his thumb. "This will not be the last time" he promised her.

"He's right" a voice suddenly called out from the entrance of the stables.

"Oh yeah" Sandor grunted at the girl.

"Yeah, I'm coming with you. I'm going to kill Cersi" Arya announced.

"What?" Natari gulped hard as she looked between the two of them.

"She's still on your list" Sandor smiled at Arya as Natari still stood in complete confusion.

"Yes, and if I kill her, Daenarys and her wild dragons can't burn the city and kill thousands of innocent people. I killed the knight king, I think I can kill Cersi and keep an eye on this one" Arya smirked. 

"I suppose there's little point in me arguing with you" Natari sighed and went over to hug her sister.

"True" Arya shrugged.

"Just make sure you both come back to me" Natari smiled.