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Here's chapter 10. I have not much to say about it. I hope you'll like it.

English is not my first language, sorry for the mistakes.

Enjoy :)

The Howling Wolf

Chapter 10

"You saved my wife," Eygar said, looking in amazement at Sansa.

[…] Sandor looked up at the healer and smirked.

"Do you still think she is cursed?"

"I…"

A mourning scream was suddenly heard.

"NO!"

Sandor's head snapped up and he saw Ned crouched on the floor, a little bleeding form cradled in his arms. The man was crying hysterically. Fuck! The baby.

Lora sprinted toward her son, her husband following closely behind. Sandor felt Sansa tense under his head. When he looked up at Sansa, her eyes were wide and full of tears. Sandor knew she could see everything, but she couldn't know what was really happening. My poor little bird.

Eygar stood up and walked rapidly to Ned. When he got close enough, he tried to take the baby from him, explaining him that he needed to look at her wound. It fell in deaf ears.

"No!" screamed Ned again. "Don't touch her! Lya! Oh, baby Lya. Wake up, please!" He was frantically shaking the baby's form.

Lora let out a cry and Rick had to bend down and pull Ned away from his child. With the help of two other men, they were able to hand the baby to Eygar, who gently scooped her up and held her against his chest.

"Rina, I need your help," said Eygar calmly. "Take the babe and bring her in the tent. She's still breathing."

As she was about to get up and follow his orders, Sandor caught her arms and stopped her.

"There is a paper inside," began Sandor, throwing worried glances up at Sansa's pale face. "Bring it to me with something to write. I need to reassure her."

"But, I can't… The baby…"

"I'll watch her," said Lora, wiping the tears from her eyes. She then glanced at Sandor, and pointed Sansa. "Take care of her while we watch Ned and Lya, please."

Sandor nodded, and the woman and the girl walked away. Eygar took a flagon from the pouch tied to his belt and walked to Rick who was holding his crying son in his arms. He handed Rick the flagon.

"It will make him sleep."

Rick nodded and forced the liquid down his son's throat, a look of misery on his face. A few seconds later, Ned was asleep. Again with the help of the men, they lifted Ned and carried him in Rick's hut. Sansa sobbed, a trembling hand clapped on her mouth. At that moment, Rina came back with the paper and gave it to Sandor before running back to the tent, now followed by Eygar.

Sandor was grateful that the girl had think about the plate. With much efforts and hissing, he finally managed to sit up. He couldn't count on the little bird to help him. She was in complete shock. He quickly wrote a few words on the paper, and forced Sansa to give him her attention. When she did, her eyes were red and she was so pale, Sandor thought she might faint.

"The baby is hurt, but she's still alive. Ned is fine, he is sleeping. The healer will take care of Lya. Everything will be alright, I promise."

After reading those words, Sansa let out a heartbreaking moan. She leaned down and pressed her forehead against Sandor's, clutching her chest with one of her hands, her tears falling on his skin. Sandor raised his hands up to her. He used one to grip her free hand, entwining her fingers with his, and he used the other to cup her wet cheek and stroke it slowly with his thumb.

If you hear me, Stranger, please, don't make me break my promise and don't take Lya with you. The little bird may not survive another loss.

Eygar was in the tent with Rina and the unconscious baby. He was staring at her red curls, wondering what he was going to do. Rina was standing by his side, confused and impatient.

"What is it, my love?"

Eygar sighed shakily and rubbed his face with his hands. "I can't, Rina. It's… She's…"

"Oh, come on, Eygar! Do not dare to bring up that stupid thing about redheads, again. She's a baby. Make a man of yourself and save her, for gods' sake!"

Eygar swallowed hard, and he could hear Sandor's voice in his mind. You must be a man.

"Rina…"

Sighing, she put her hands on each side of his face and forced him to meet her eyes.

"Listen. I know you are afraid, and I understand why. Nothing will happen to me if you save a life. We can do this together," she said, smiling reassuringly at him and taking one of his hands in her soft ones.

Eygar's look set on the baby. She was not bleeding anymore, but the cut on her little body was bad. She needed help, and he was the only one who could do this. He then looked back into his little wife's pretty brown eyes.

I need courage. With that in mind, he bent down and pressed his lips onto hers, kissing her deeply. When he pulled away, her eyes were closed and a small smile was playing on her lips. He took her hand and smiled shyly at her when she opened her eyes.

"Let's do it," Eygar said, determined. "Together."

He then set himself to work.

When they enter Sansa's hut, Sandor sat heavily on a chair, stretching his wounded leg to ease the pain. Sansa walked past him and entered her chamber, followed closely by Nymeria. Sandor leaned over the table to see what she was doing.

Sansa lay down on the bed, and Nymeria climbed up by her side. Nymeria lay down too and gave a lick on Sansa's face. Sansa buried her face in the wolf's fur and began to weep silently. Sandor cursed under his breath, but remained where he was.

He knew she was afraid for the baby's life. Truth be told, Sandor was afraid too. He knew the healer's fears, and hoped he would listen to his words and would be able to overcome his fears. He hoped he wouldn't let Lya die. That tiny creature didn't deserve such a fate. And her poor father didn't deserve to lose someone else he loved. Losing her would mean losing the only leaving memory of his late wife.

For a second time that day, Sandor found himself praying to the only god he believed in.

They stayed like this for an hour; He praying, and her crying. She was probably praying too, Sandor was sure of it. The sun was setting slowly.

As Sandor was about to get up to make sure Sansa was ok, the door opened and Rick came in.

"I have news."

Sandor waited, and Rick sat down on a chair next to him.

"Where is Sansa?" Rick asked.

"In her room. Will you tell me, now? Is the baby alright?"

Rick was, at first, taken aback by the obvious concern on Sandor's face. But he answered just the same.

"He saved her. She only needs rest."

Sandor sighed in relief. It was then that it hit him. Lya is a redhead. He healed her. Does it mean he will heal Sansa too?

Knowing what was going on in Sandor's head, a big smile spread on Rick's face, and Sandor got his answer.

Sansa will get her hearing back. She will be happy again, and she will love him for it.

Yeah! He will heal her! But, will it work? I mean, it's been a long time since she became deaf. It may be unhealable. We don't know! (I say ''we'' because I don't know myself xD we'll discovered it in the next chapters.) There is a few chapters left before the ending of that story. I have a goal and, when it will be reached, it will be the end of the story.

Thank you for reading! You can leave a review to tell what you think about this chapter. It's greatly appreciated :)