This is a story of a bastard girl who discovers that the scared man is her father. I don't really see many of this types of stories out in the internet.
Note: Might be graphic. Mature content and language. (Maybe some grammatical errors)
War was in air and Tyrion need to make new alliances. He was worried for his young niece and nephew. He planned to send Myrcella to Dorne to marry the prince, when she came of age. The queen was furious, she was worried that they would hurt her daughter. The queen loved her children over everything, but she forgot that just like she is worrying for her daughter only a few miles away Lady Stark was worried for her daughters.
Maliya was still in pain; cuts and bruises covered her face, yet she need to go with Sansa to say goodbye to the young princess.
On the way back to the keep a riot formed, while all he guards left to care for the royal family. Sansa and Maliya stayed behind, but Maliya was taken by four men. The four men held her down one of the four proceeded to untie his breaches. Maliya cried and yelled, she was frightened and wished they would just kill her.
A scared Sansa ran to Sandor. She knew that he cared for her friend.
"Ser. Maliya was taken!" she yelled.
Sandor looked at the highborn. He entrusted the yelling king to Trand and her ran to find the girl.
"PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO! "yelled Maliya
"I want to see if your young cunt is used or not" one man said.
Maliya tried to close her legs but two of the other men spread them open.
"Leave her alone!" yelled Sandor.
The man with his trousers off was killed with a swing of a long sword. Two others were killed not long after, but one ran away. Maliya was rolled into a ball and sobbed.
"You're alright now little girl," comforted Sandor.
Sandor picked Maliya bridal side and carried her to the keep.
"Is she alright?" asked Sansa.
"Frightened," responded Sandor.
Sandor takes Maliya to her room. He places her in her bed the same way he had done a few days before. He stood straight and went to leave the room.
"Please don't leave," said the young girl.
Sandor froze and sat in a chair placed next to the girl's bed.
"Can you hold my hand?" she asked.
Sandor looked at the girl but removed his gloves placing his hands in his daughter shaking hand.
"Why would they do that?" she asked.
"They were cowards," answered Sandor.
"Thank you for saving me," she said quietly.
"You don't need to thank me," said Sandor.
"Thank you for helping me since I was a child," she answers.
Sandor say nothing only looks down at their hands intertwined. He rapidly released her hand and left her room.
Note: Hope you like this chapter. Keep on reading and voting really appreciated the support. I wrote this chapter in a notebook and once I typed it I noticed how short it is. :(
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