Chapter II
"Leaving King's Landing was a stupid thing to do . But that God damned battle" . In his mind the memories of the Blackwater battle replayed , the fire … the horrible green fire consuming everything , the ships , the soldiers , even the water . Such an unnatural and uncontrollable thing , wildfire . " Only cowards fight with fire" he concluded . "Only cowards leave the battle" a small voice retorted , "I should have stayed there and died ." He kept thinking about that faithful night as he was riding Stanger thru the forest . " What a bloody fool I was , a craven . And as if abandoning the battle was not enough , getting drunk and threatening the Littlebird with a dagger to her throat and stealing a bloody song . Had she not sang The Mothers Hymn , I would have broken her , right there as a disgusting dog ."
He was suddenly taken out from his thoughts when he heard , not very far away , the small sound of somebody crying . His right hand automatically moved to the hilt of the sword and griped it tight . "Lions , stags , wolfs or maybe outlaws ?" He cautiously got off the black destrier and slowly moved towards the sound "It's coming from the clearing" . He advanced towards the edge of the forest and looked into the small clearing , and was surprised at what he saw . A slim , tall girl was sitting on the ground , crying . Around her head and across her eyes were wrapped white bandages . Her brown hair was tied in a lose braid that hung across her back . She was wearing male clothing , some kind of blue breaches and a queer shaped long sleeved white tunic " A girl … This must be a trap , there are no towns for miles ."
He kept watching her as she got up from the ground and tried to make her way with the help of a wood stick . "She is blind" he realized . "Pale skin , she is either an expensive whore or highborn." He stood there and watched her for a while , making sure there was nobody else there . "I should leave her here , she is not my problem . Who knows what troubles she might bring , she was not abandoned in the middle of the woods for nothing" Just as he started to move on the opposite way from the girl , he heard her start to cry harder , such a pitiful pain filled sound . And just like that he changed his direction and moved towards the girl .
"Such a stupid creature , maybe she is deaf too ?" He was two feet in front of her and she made no sign that she sensed his presence . She touched the front of his legs with the wood stick then , reluctantly , reached her arm towards him . She started touching his breastplate , slowly exploring the surface . Sandor let her continue just as to see what she would do next . "Maybe she is not right in the head"he thought . She slowly moved her hand up almost reaching his neck , he exhaled then which seemed to startle the girl . She tried to get back rapidly but he grabbed her wrists and held her in place . He was amused by her reaction "It took her a warm breath to realize that beneath this iron armor there was a live man? A stupid girl indeed" . Then for the first time he heard her speak .
"Please , please let me go ." He could feel her shaking . "I won't tell anybody , I swear" her sweet voice rang .
"Ha ha ha ." he could not contain his laugh . "Tell what girl ?"
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