Sandor Clegane X Reader : The Other Lannister Daughter

The Flint Cliffs

(Y/n) stood laughing with her father , siblings and Sandor on the roof of Clegane Keep, a dragon swooped down offering (y/n) food but never gave it to her. Turning to Sandor, she noticed his burns where no longer there and there was a smile upon his face that looked almost painful. Suddenly pain consumed her and pulled her out of her hallucinations, it took all she had in her not to cry out as her body throbbed. They where always listening, always watching, she couldn't show weakness, not now. She prayed to both the old gods and the new, begging them to spare her, to end the pain and just let her die. She tried to imagine what she had looked like months before but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't. It felt like this is all she ever was and all she had ever been. A broken little chess piece being played on someone else's board.

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Twilight had drawn its curtains over the Sunset Sea by the time the Flint Cliffs came into view. Skinner shimmied up a little bit in his seat to get a better View and help guide them the right way. As they approach the cave, sunken into the cliff side,  firelight spilled out of the cave and became a beacon of sorts, guiding them. Once they had docked their boats, the men walked single file towards the cave, Sandor with the prisoners in the lead and the lords in the back to keep watch. Just inside the mouth of the cave they found (y/n)'s dress, torn to shreds and and covered in filth. Sandor glared hard at the two men, of he wasn't in the company of Lords and Knights he would have ripped them apart himself as soon as they got to the cave. Continuing through a set of narrow tunnels, they found a large cavern with a large fire brightly blazing. " Who else is here?" Sandor asked quickly, grabbing hold of his sword hilt. Skinner was quick to reply, gulping before saying,
" No one else I swears! I sprinkled frost powder on it, it slows the burn." Sandor seemed to accept the answer, but looking around the room soon asked another, " where is she???"  Grunt was the one to answer this time, the man shaking as he replied, " downstairs, you may wanna find something to cover her...... modesty. " Sandor unclasped his cloak immediately, glaring at the two men before scanning the room and finding the stairs started to head towards them. Tyrion grabbed his arm as he passed though, then after asking him to wait a moment addressed the men with them. " Lords and Sers, it seems out search is almost over, Sandor and I need to see to something but we will return with (y/n) shortly. Please rest up here momentarily." Tyrion and Sandor then strode to the top of the steps, Tyrion asked Sandor if he would like to stay with the others but Sandor just brushed him off as he started his descent. At the bottom of the stairs, Sandor paused for a moment before rushing around the corner and into the room. It was pitch black, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face let alone another person. Sandor bolted back up the stairs and grabbed two torches, cursing Grunt and Skinner for not for warning them.