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How can we trust you?
There was no sun today. Sansa looked up at the dark clouds, "Looks like it will rain soon." Sandor did the same, "Ay, it will. We'll keep going." Sansa was now on her own horse and rode side by side with him. She smiled, "Shall we have some fun?" Sandor frowned at her,
"Fun? We're on the run, little bird. What fun could be had?"
Sansa looked ahead and pointed, "I see a clearing up there, the first one to it wins." Sandor stopped his horse when she stopped hers, "And what is the prize?" She laughed,
"A kiss!"
She snapped her reins and her horse took off, Sandor not far behind. She looked behind her and saw he was catching up, "Come on, SER! Catch up!" Sandor yelled and snapped his reins harder and before they met the clearing he passed by her, slowing his horse to a stop, watching her, "I win, little bird!" Sansa growled,
"Not fair! You are a far more experienced rider! You should always let a lady win!" She dismounted from her horse as Sandor dismounted from his and walked over, "I will take that kiss now." She backed away, "You don't deserve one!" Sandor growled,
"You tease me! Now come here!" Sansa squealed and ran around the horses, "I will not play games, little bird!" He ran up behind her, lifting her into his arms, Sansa was laughing and whispering, "Put me down! If someone see's us…"
Sandor put her down and grabbed her back of her head, leaning down and capturing her lips. It was not like their first kiss, but a quick one,
"There. I will be able to sleep now."
She smiled up at him and the moment was interrupted by the pounding of hooves. They both looked in the direction and saw a brown horse coming over a hill, with a black haired woman on the back. Sansa squinted her eyes and whispered,
"It's Shae! Sandor its Shae!"
She went to run forward but stopped when she saw a small man on the back of a white horse and another on the back of a black horse. She backed into Sandor, "It's Tyrion Lannister." Sandor wrapped his arm protectively around her and removed his sword with his other hand. As the trio got closer Shae stopped her horse and jumped down,
"Lady Stark! Tyrion, it's them!"
Shae ran towards her and Sansa wiggled out of Sandor's hold, running towards the only friend she had in King Landing. They hugged and Shae cried, "We've been looking for you for days! We've come to make sure you were safe!"
Sansa pulled away before turning to Sandor and looking back at Shae,
"I am as safe as I could ever be."
They smiled at one another as Tyrion and Bronn rode up and both dismounted, walking towards Sandor; Bronn spoke first, "Put the sword away, Hound, we are not going to hurt her." Sandor growled,
"How do I know you are not here to take her back, to kill her?" Sansa walked to Sandor and put a hand on his arm, before looking at Tyrion,
"You can never trust a Lannister." Tyrion laughed, "You are right, my Lady, but as my father puts it,"I am not a true Lannister."" He sighed,
"I'm sure you both know the Mountain is looking for you." Sandor stepped forward, "Ay, Ser Meryn attacked us at an Inn, telling the girl he was going to rape her and sell her to him." Sandor spit on the ground, "May my brother rot in hell." Tyrion nodded and Shae spoke, "We want to help you get somewhere safe, Sansa. Bring you home."
Sansa shook her head, "My home is gone. My family is dead. There is nothing for me here. We want to cross the sea to the free cities, until we are forgotten." She looked at the trio, "I only trust you because you made the journey here to help me. But if I find that trust broken…" Sandor spoke,
"I'll kill you." The nodded in understanding and all mounted their horses; Tyrion spoke, "We head east!" Sandor whispered to Sansa,
"You're riding with me for a bit, I don't trust them yet." She nodded and he lifted her to the saddle before mounting behind him, "Hound, does the girl not ride alone?" Sandor looked at Bronn, "She's safer in front of me where I can see her the whole time. Keep quiet sellsword." As they started riding he whispered in her ear, "Keep still. I do not want to have to explain to your friends why you are blushing." Sansa smiled and leaned back, "You're cruel."
They rode for a few hours before stopping to make camp and eat. Bronn walked back to their camp, "Caught some hares! We'll eat like kings and queens tonight." As he started skinning the hares, Tyrion looked at Sansa and Sandor, who sat side by side, Sansa leaning her head on his shoulder. He took a sip of wine and spoke, "Speaking of Queens, do you know what it means now that your brother is dead, Sansa?" Sansa went stiff and Sandor sensed her getting upset,
"Shut your mouth imp." Tyrion stood and walked to sit on the other side of Sansa,
"He was King of the North. The north seceded and he was made King. Now, since he is dead, the next of Kin takes his place. It would usually be the next boy, but since your brother Bran is a cripple and missing and Rickon is too young and missing, they cannot take the crown. Do you know what that means?"
Sansa grabbed Sandor's hand, which did not go unnoticed by Shae. She looked down at the man who sat next to her, "What does it mean, my lord?" He laughed,
"Please, just Tyrion. And Sansa, this means you are now Queen of the North." Sansa gasped and stood, "I can't be! I am not a queen! I.."
She felt a tear fall down her cheek and she ran from the camp. Sandor stood, "Sansa! Come back!" He looked down at the Imp, "Is she really to be the queen?" Tyrion nodded and Sandor took off after her. He found her clutching a tree not far away; she turned to him and whispered,
"I don't want to be a queen anymore Sandor."
He grabbed her, hugging her and resting his chin on her head, "What happened to wanting to be one a few months ago?" She sniffed,
"That was before I saw how Cersei was. She is cruel, I don't want to be." He laughed, "You won't be. She let it get to her head and thought the only way to get her way was to lie and kill. You are not like that." Sansa stepped away and grabbed Sandor's hand,
"Kings beat their queens. I was to be Joffreys queen and he beat me every day." He kissed her forehead, "As long as I am there, your King will not harm you." Sansa thought to herself, I want you to be my King. He wiped her tears and took her hand,
"Come. You have to eat and get some sleep." She let him lead her to their camp, her mind was miles away.
SANSA IS TO BE THE QUEEN OF THE NORTH! But will they still leave?
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