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The Maiden (Part 2) 

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Sandor Clegane X Reader

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Summary: Having put up with the Lannisters long enough, (Y/N) leaves King’s Landing for Winterfell. What happens when she meets an old friend?

Warnings: Just a warning for Fluffy Sandor 

A/N: Let me know if you guy like this series, It’s a slow burn so if that isn’t something you guys want just message me, also I need some Game of Thrones Submissions! Inbox always open!

You stood there… just staring at the tall man in front of you.

Flashes of the last time you saw him came flooding back. Battle of Blackwater, he was walking down the halls. The moonlight being the only light to see. You called out to him, wondering why he wasn’t fighting. You and him had gotten close, good “friends” as good of a friend you can be with The Hound.

“Sandor, where are you going?” You stare at him. Peeking from behind a door, you left all the women and children so you could help with the battle aftercare.

He looks at you, and just stares. Says nothing, the look of sadness in his eyes. He shifts, and the clinking of metal and sounds of screams in the distance is all you could hear. You could tell something was wrong.

“Are you leaving,” you say holding back a sob, “please tell me you’re not leaving!”

He looks down, and slowly walks away, gaining speed as he gets further and further. You freeze, knowing that he is doing this for your own safety, not taking you with him. All you can do is forget, you can’t let this hold you back from surviving this world.

You don’t know what to say. Just looking at his face brings back many memories of all the times you had together. Mostly them being you talking to him and him grunting in response.

“Well, look who it is.” He says, big eyes staring down at you “did not think you were one to escape King’s Landing.”

“You of all people know I was capable, Sandor.” Your straight face curls into a small smile, a genuine smile. “It’s good to see you…”

“Aye, it is”

You could almost see a smile, a little one. “So tell me your story, how did you find yourself behind Queen Daenerys?”

He grunts. Opens his mouth to say something but is cut off by a man, who seemed eager to get him somewhere else. He looks at you and turns away with a small smile.

You finally remember you’re at work, and run back through the kitchen doors to get set up the tables for the feast. You couldn’t stop the smile as you were working. Finally knowing that Sandor is safe and alive, a weight lifted, a weight you didn’t even know you had.

Later that night after the feasts and meetings to find out what’s really going on. You find yourself in your room preparing for bed. The long sleeved nightgown laid softly on your skin, keeping the cold out.

*Knock Knock

Standing up from your vanity chair, you make your way to the door

“Listen, Arabella I know it was a crazy night but you-“ stopped mid sentence by someone who is not Arabella. “Sandor… please excuse the mess, come in” you waved your hand into your room, shock on your face.

You play with the ties on your gown out of nervousness.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb ya,” Sandor says looking down “thought it was about time to tell ya my story” he sat down on your bed, and talked about what had happened after the night he left me. Arya, Brienne, Finding his way past the wall. The talk lead into the night until he brought up the black water again. “I didn’t want to leave ya… back in King’s Landing with Joffrey and them, but it was safer than being with me. You were under the radar and I knew you’d find someway to survive without me.”

Breath hitches in your throat. “Sandor…I” you don’t know what to say, you didn’t know he thought about you at all. You found yourself getting closer to him. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. He wanted to say something but nothing came out.

Your lips touch and it’s lightning through your body. It only lasts a second as you pull away, he smiles. You crash into him again. Wrapping your legs around him, he slowly leans back into the bed. The kiss begins to get heated as you allow entrance into your mouth.

*SLAM

“Hey (Y/N), tonight was very-“ she stops eyes wide as you scramble to get off of Sandor. “Oh seven hells, I’m so sorry.” She turns around and quickly walks out of the room.

You turn towards Sandor, laughing a bit and biting your lip. “Well then, erm.” He smiles and stands up.

“I think I should go then” he stares at you and smiles. You chuckled and opened the door for him.