Hound and Bird
Prologue
Sandor Clegane
'We are off to sodding Winterfell, to the buggering north, I can hardly stand it, I have to bow a knee to sodding Ned Stark and his brood. The Warden of the North I have heard is the right hand man of Robert Barratheon. And the King who seized Rhaeger targaryen's crown means to make a betrothal between the little bastard Joffrey and Sansa Stark.'
As we ride through the gates to Winterfell, I see the purest and the most innocent smile coming from the young lady. She is so innocent and pure that it breaks my heart to see her married off to a beast. Joffrey is cruel and so unlike his Father, King Robert may fuck whores a-plenty aye but he has a kind heart and a fair word for many.
Sansa Stark's hair is beautiful and fiery. "My Lady" I say as I kiss her hand and my little bird blushes.
Ned Stark watches with interest as I look him in the eyes and then bow my heard. "My daughter sings beautifully for many people in the north. I hope you will enjoy her songs" I bow my head in respect and speak my rehearsed words.
"Might I have a quiet word with you Lord Stark after you have broken your fast with King Robert"…..