Yes?" Sansa replied, turning to face the voice.

Robb stood before her, his eyes wide and worried. He took a step to her and stuck out his hand. Sansa took his hand and was pulled into a tight embrace by her brother.

"Are you alright?" Robb whispered into her ear.

"Yes," she whispered back. "Why is Ser Sandor back?"

"During the fight, The Hound managed to escape from us,"

"What about Joffery?" Sansa pulled away.

"He i-"

"Your Grace," a knight ran before them, stopping to kneel.

"Stand!" Robb commanded. "What of the Hound?"

"He has escaped us once again." the knight lowered his gaze to the ground.

"Send search parties. Search the whole forest. No knight is to sleep while the Hound is loose."

The knight bowed once more and ran off. Robb shook his head angrily.

"It's alright, I am fine." Sansa reassured her brother.

"You will have guards around you day and night. They will taste your food before you eat. Taste your wine before you drink, and search your visitors before they meet with you." Robb responded.

"Robb that is not necessary. I told you I am fine!"

Robb ignored her. "Your guards will be at your tent in the morning."

Sansa rolled her eyes at her brother. "Robb, I handled my own alone at Kings Landing with the Lions. I can handle a dog in camp full of fish and wolves."

"The guards will be there at dawn waiting."

"Let them wait,"

"They will."

Sansa stood,"I still want to know where my beloved husband is,"

"Not now," Robb replied walking away.

Sansa briskly walked to his side,"I will be at your tent at dawn to talk."

Robb stopped short. "No."

"I will be there,"

"I will not be there," Robb answered.

"Then I will wait," Sansa stubbornly replied.

"Fine, we will talk. Only if you come to my tent at noon with your guards,"

" Fine I will be there with my guards. At Dawn."

Sansa smiled a fake smile at her brother and quickly walked off before he could object.

''Finally Joffery,'' Sansa murmured to herself.

She let out a hysteric giggle and began the walk to her tent. Sansa shivered.

"It is cold, isn't it?" A voice called out from behind Sansa.

Sansa gasped and spun around fearing for the hound.

"Don't look too disappointed lovely," Theon smiled smugly.

Sansa rolled her eyes and resumed her walk. Within a few seconds Theon was by her side.

"Slow down, I'm supposed to walk you back."

"I'm fine, just go find a whore to bother," Sansa spat out.

"No you much more fun to bother," Theon started to walk backs to face her.

Sansa rolled her eyes and quickened her pace. They had entered the camp.

"Fine, you want me to be a gentleman." He cleared his throat. "My dearest flower, will you please award me the delight and pleasure of escorting you to your magnificent tent. In which I shall kiss you goodnight."

"No."

Theon cleared his throat again,"You see being a gentleman just doesn't seem to work,"

Sansa scoffed. They had reached her tent. Theon stuck out his arm and stopped Sansa.

"Why are you acting like you haven't had a fuck in months."

"Maybe it's because I am talking to you,"

"Hmm fair enough, but if you need some help with that fuck, I'll be waiting." Theon smiled at Sansa licking his lips.

Sansa took a step closer to Theon. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in until she was a hair away from Theon's lips.

"Theon, I wouldn't fuck you even if you were the last man in the Seven Kingdoms," she traced circles on the back of Theon's neck making him shiver. "Understand?"

"Your lips say no, but your eyes beg for me," Theon wrapped his arms around Sansa's waist. "I'll wait for you,"

Sansa scoffed and pulled away from Theon, "Don't hold your breath," she replied before ducking into her tent.

"For you my lovely, I would!"

Sansa smiled to herself,'Theon Greyjoy does not give easily,' she thought.

Shae was up waiting for her,"Shall I draw a bath,"

Sansa nodded. 'The hot water will clear my head'

Sansa stripped and thought about where Sandor would have gone. The bath was soon ready and Sansa sank into the water and oils. He was in the forest and he could no have gone far. The knights ran in after him quickly. Shae washed her hair, while Sansa thoughts drifted to Theon.

"Is Theon outside my tent," Sansa asked Shae.

Shae stood and peered outside of the tent,"No Me Lady,"

Sansa sighed sadly.

Sansa sat bolt upright. 'Stop thinking like that' she yelled at herself mentally. 'He will be just like Joffery,'

Shae rinsed Sansa's hair, and offered Sansa a cloth. She stood and blood rushed from the woman parts.

"Get the special cloth," she ordered Shae.

Sansa rubbed herself dry, and was helped into a night dress by Shae. She walked to bed and collapsed into it. Sleep took her immediately.


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