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Chapter Twenty-Nine: XXIX - The Wolf's Escape!
(King's Landing-Night of Blackwater Bay)
The battle only seemed to intensify, fueling the queen to drink more, and more, and more. Plagued with worries for Joffrey surviving. 'Let him die. Please, let him die!' Trapping herself in her so-called safety with the other hens, who were clearly as uncomfortable in the room as Sansa was. Lady was pacing back and forth growling at some but immediately settled by some girls who were crying, many quickly started to pet her to settle their nerves.
"So, Little Dove. Did you think you could truly hide your condition from me?" Cersei asked with a smirk, she had told Sansa once they entered the Holdfast that the redhead would marry Joffrey once she finished bleeding and this battle was over. Shae was horrified to learn Cersei found out about her moon's blood, the other girls had left to find a way for Sansa out.
Body trembled faintly, her eyes darted between the Queen, and the guards, all who struck fear in her soul, despite her Northern Queen's words to be strong. I will show them my inner she-wolf, she resolved as she watched them. If Rhaenyra is willing to go into battle with her young dragons then Sansa is willing to show her strength. Buying her time until she could return to the safety and seclusion of her chambers with her ladies who were also watching everyone. Facing Stannis and his men would either be more favorable, or result in death, but as he and his brother are allied with Robb, she would hope he'd keep her safe. Safe and free from King's Landing.
Hours passed in a blur as Sansa sat with the girls and prayed as Tana, Maeia, and Shae stood behind them, they were uncomfortable with Ser Ilyn Payne, who they knew would slit their throats to ensure they were not taken by the Baratheon men. The crackling from the hearth was the only sound Sansa could focus on. Not the screams from below the windows, not the roaring flames as the blackwater burned, not even the strong, steady beating of her heart. The cup of wine left her body as hot as the flames, and even more jittery than she had been before. Just as she saw no hope in sight, she and the other ladies were released. Her legs ached to run, yet had none of the strength to do so. Surrounded by her ladies and the wolf leading them, they returned to her chambers only for Shae to stop and pull her blade free. The sky was alive and putrid green; the smoke of wildfire suffocating as Sansa was greeted by the darkness, she gasped, glimpsing a large shadowed figure lit up partially by the green skies outside her window.
"Ser Clegene," Sansa greeted the man who eyed her.
"What are you doing here? Are you not supposed to be fighting against the Baratheons?" Shae demanded as Sandor stood, eyeing the girls who watched him.
"Not here for long," he explained. "I'm going," he claimed as he drank wine, Lady huffing as she paced.
"Where?" Sansa asked, curious as Sandor sighed, looking out to see the green fire still burning.
"Someplace that isn't burning. North, maybe be," he commented, hoping the north would be colder, with less chance of fires.
"What about the king?" Sansa asked, surprised he was leaving.
"He can die just fine on his own. I can take you with me. To Stannis' men who still fight," the Hound explained. Shae stared at him, weighing everything in her head as she nodded.
"He is right," she announced, turning to a fearful Sansa.
"No, please don't leave me," she begged as Shae held her face.
"He will keep you safe. He has kept you and Lady safe ever since your father's death, this I know. Tyrion has told me, you need to go, Tana and Maeia will go too," Shae claimed as the Hound sighed.
"Too many will be hard to hide, as it is the wolf will be a sight hard to miss," the Hound claimed.
"I'll go, but they go too," Sansa told him not giving as he paused before nodding.
"Pack quickly and light," he ordered as Sansa quickly gathered a small pack as her ladies also grabbed some warmer clothing as Sansa also spotted the doll her father gave her. She grabbed it and also grabbed the letters and the shard of a shell, she made sure she took everything before following the Hound as Shae embraced her.
"Please be safe," Sansa requested as Shae smiled and nodded, hugging the girl tightly.
"I know how to survive," Shae told her. "Protect her," she ordered the three humans and direwolf, the she-wolf huffed, as though insulted by the demand.
"Let's go," the Hound ordered, finding the secret passage he knew of and led the girls out. Lady glued herself to Sansa's side as they made their way out into the knight. The women had garbed themselves in black as the night to hide with the hound. It was Lady, they worried about, her cream almost white fur bright in the night as Sansa held onto her fur, having forgon her collar and lead. If Lady needed to help protect them she did not need to be stopped. The Hound kept his sword out and ran a few Lannister men through.
"Lady Sansa?" Leo's voice surprised her as she turned to see him standing there with a dead Tyrell man at his feet. No doubt he spotted Lady, who's tail wagged a moment when she spotted him. But growled when he approached with a blade raised.
"You always vouched for her safety and now you stop us from trying to free her from your murderous king and his mother?" The Hound demanded, knowing this man had always been torn from his loyalty to the Lannisters and his growing care for Sansa.
"Tywin has returned with the remainder of his men and has acquired sellswords," he shouted over the fighting.
"Tywin Lannister would never-"
"They're from the Golden Company!" Leo shouted, interrupting the Hound, looking around as Sansa hid behind Sandor, clinging to Lady, it was irresponsible to be arguing out here in the open. Anyone could see them! "The leader sent over 5,000 of his men to help," Leo claimed as he knew it might be worse if someone were to see Sansa fleeing.
"You think that is worth anything against three dragons?" The Hound roared. "I would rather be on their side than be their enemy." The Hound knew getting Sansa to her brother would hopefully give him a second chance of doing something right. "If you wish to defend the Lannisters, that is your choice. I will not leave her here," the Hound snarled as Lady started snarling with him. Some soldiers started to notice them, to Sansa's horror they were Lannister men.
"Ser Clegane!" Sansa cried out fearfully.
"Go," Leo shouted. "Go, quickly, some Tyrell men were still fighting to give the Baratheons enough time to escape," he ordered as he bowed his head. "I pray I never have to fight your family, Princess Sansa. But I hope you reach your family." Leo hoped the Tyrells still remained on the shores.
"Come on," The Hound demanded, slicing through a few men as he made his way with the group following. Lady dove forward and tore a man's throat out when he dove to grab Sansa, recognizing the wolf instantly. It startled Sansa who never saw the reaction before from her usually sweet-tempered direwolf.
"Go," Tana ordered, pushing Sansa as the Hound continued to defend their retreat to the Tyrells.
"Halt!" One shouted.
"Wait, please," Sansa begged as she lifted her cloak.
"Who-"
"Sansa?!" Loras' voice shouted, pushing past his men. Staring at the redhead with true relief. He pulled her closer and actually hugged her. "Thank the Gods, we have you now," he spoke before ordering her and her ladies through.
"Wait! The Hound too! He is the reason I got out!" Sansa pleaded with Ser Loras who swallowed before nodding.
"Will you surrender your weapon until we reach Dragonstone and allow King Stannis to allow you to stay, or we will take you somewhere else if you like if he wishes you to leave?" Ser Loras asked as the Hound nodded.
"Yes," he agreed and gave his weapons to a guard who shouldered them while Renly was seen helping Sansa and her ladies across as Lady effortlessly leapt the distance with a simple huff and followed her mistress. The Hound followed as he watched Tywin Lannister storm into the Keep in victory. But he chuckled quietly while following the younger knight.
"Something funny, Ser?" Ser Loras asked, slightly angry about their defeat.
"Tywin Lannister thinks he wins, but doesn't realize he just lost the last thing he held over the North," the scarred man claimed as the curly haired man froze before smirking himself.
"How right you are, hopefully this will please our King and his family along with the Northern family," Loras added. "We have ale and some food, just over there," he urged as the man nodded. Sitting as someone offered him food and gave him some ale. They figured if he was with them, he was one of them.
XXIX
(Dany-Qarth)
Daenerys calmly paced around as she looked over watching Cohollo help train her dragons in the small courtyard of her temporary home in Qarth, he was helping them behave when eating, specifically Drogon who had a temper and habit of stealing his brothers' food. So when he tried Cohollo would snap his whip, causing Drogon to hiss his understanding and resume his eating. Dany joked with him saying she might make him her dragon guardian, he was very good with them and she trusted him in teaching the dragons. Cohollo had bowed his head with a small smile. He found it an honor to be thought of and would do so even if she did not need the person. Dany had slept for days with Rhelli curled up against her, Irri tended to them as Dany woke mostly to nurse her daughter. Many claimed she should start weaning the girl but Dany felt comfortable nursing her daughter a bit more, having just recently lost her son and husband. Dany worried for her daughter's health but many claimed her health including the healers of Qarth. There was a sweet Red Priestess who claimed Rhelli made her miss her siblings but her power is what made her be able to ensure children like Rhelli never suffer. It was this that Dany realized her daughter had been sick too but why did her son die and her daughter did not.
"A future princess she will be, strong and a protector of the Queen," the woman beamed as Dany frowned. She assumed when she retook Westeros her daughter would be queen after her, unless she is meant to protect her mother before her own reign. "Many you will have," the woman added to Dany's confusion.
"Khaleesi! You have a letter," a young boy announced as he entered. Cohollo greeted his son with a hand to his head as the boy delivered the letter. Thanking him with a lemon treat, he happily watched his father train the dragons after splitting his treat for him and his father. Dany sat as she read the letter before frowning with true horror as she stuttered for a moment. Ser Jorah quickly approached.
"Khaleesi?" he asked, worried as Cohollo also stopped, hearing the tone.
"The North is under attack from the Ironborn," Dany revealed as her knight froze and swallowed thickly. "Maester Luwin sent me this once. I lost contact with Rhaenyra when Drogo died and we went further into the Dothraki Sea," Dany frowned. "I need to send a message back to them," Dany claimed while searching for paper as Drogon, Viserys, and Rhaegal screeched, hearing the distress in her voice. Ser Jorah also took a letter and wrote one himself after breathing for a moment and wrote it out. Hoping his father at least read it.
XXIX
(Arya)
"Arry are you sure we are heading in the right direction?" Hot Pie asked as he followed Arya. They'd been free from Harrenhal for a few days, he and Gendry followed their female friend as she marched to Riverrun, her mother's home.
"For the thousandth time, yes." She turned to face her porky friend who jumped as Gendry softly nudged both to continue. He wholeheartedly agreed with heading towards the North as Tywin had left Harrenhal pretty quickly. Something happened and it seemed to startle the man who ordered a full retreat to King's Landing. But Arya has secured their freedom from Jaqen H'ghar when he pointed in the direction they had started, the strange man disappeared when a high howl came from the forest, but not before commenting that wolves were on the heels of lions, it confused the small group when he disappeared. Arya instantly started in the direction of the noise, terrifying her fiends who followed and tried to get her to go a different way. But the wolf girl was determined to follow her house creature's call, they have for the last few days as they would find dead rabbits around. Gendry didn't trust them before watching Arya skin one and examine the bite marks on its skinned body with fascination.
"Maybe we passed the Fork," Hot Pie called out as Gendry sighed, knowing Arya would hit him soon for continuing to complain.
"It's a hundred feet wide," she started, facing morphing into one of astonishment. "How could we have passed it?" She asks wanting to be sure as Gendry saw Hot Pie freeze in answer before another sound caught his ears.
"Quiet," the elder ordered. Ushering them into the bushes as whistling could be heard.
"Sounds like a minstrel," Hot Pie spoke up softly before being shushed at by Arya, the song started to be clear. "They have money. We can take 'em," he reasoned before Gendry hissed at him. Arya picked up more footsteps as the singing got closer before an arrow came out of nowhere as Gendry silenced her tiny yelp with his quick reflexes as Hot Pie silently screamed.
"What do we have hiding behind those bushes?" a voice called out as the three froze. Gendry tightened his grip on Arya as she flinched at being caught.
"Maybe a lion?" A man spoke.
"Or a wolf?" They laughed at those choices.
"Just dirty little cubs, I think," a third piped in as Arya heard the stretch of bow string.
"Don't!" she called out, using her girl voice as Gendry fought to keep her hidden before she won and shot up into view while the two remained hidden. Beric brightened at seeing the girl, her features so similar to a man who sent him on a mission and a King he recently met.
"We have a small pup," he said, silencing his men who looked at him curiously.
"You sure?" Thoros asked cautiously. Beric nodded as he stared into the eyes of Ned Stark's daughter. "How about your friends joining us?" he asked, turning back to look at the girl as well.
"What friends?" she asked, acting confused.
"Your partner and your friend," Thoros commented lightly with a smirk and raised eyes as Arya frowned before Gendry bit his lip before shooting up to be a bit in front of Arya as she looked alarmed when Hot Pie was yanked into view. Beric smirked at Gendry before nodding, Anguy nodded back and ushered them out.
"Why should we go with you?" Gendry asked sharply. "You're the Brotherhood Without Banners," he claimed as Arya looked to them and locked eyes with Beric Dondarrion who tilted his head softly as his one eye stared into hers. A soft howl broke through the forest as everyone drew weapons but Arya and Thoros who looked to her when she looked around to pinpoint the sound.
"Let's go with them," Arya decided as Gendry paused. Staring her down for the moment, twirling the sword in his hand while locking eyes with her and nodded softly.
"Fine," he agreed as Anguy chuckled, watching the display.
"We have a surprise for you when we reach our destination. Princess Arya Stark," Beric spoke, bowing his head respectively as she gave a confused 'huh?' Inciting laughter from the men and a smirk from Gendry who forgot her brother being King named her Princess.
Arya held on as Beric led her through the forest, they had gotten some horses and a few wagons when they passed through a village, Hot Pie had asked if he could be on the wagon, he didn't like riding. Thoros picked the one closest to the front where his friends were, he rode beside Gendry who seemed more at ease on a horse.
"You've really seen them?" she asked Thoros who nodded with a smile.
"Quite snarly if you ask me," Anguy piped in as Beric laughed.
"I am just grateful they listened and were not giants who eat everything in sight," Beric reminded as they all murmured their own agreement about their sizes.
"How big were they?" Gendry asked as Thoros thought.
"Possibly bigger than ships by now," he thought as Arya looked in the distance, she could hear something.
"I hear them too," the one-eyed leader spoke softly as the group spoke amongst themselves. "They've been trailing you for quite some time now," he added as a light furred creature was barely visible to the girl who saw glowing gold eyes disappear.
"I think I know who it is," Arya spoke as he hummed in interest.
"The Ironborn have been raiding your homelands. Last I heard your brother was deciding on what to do," Beric spoke as Arya looked down, realizing that she hadn't thought of her home, the home she missed dearly.
"Worry not, Princess," Thoros spoke, seeing her distress. "The Ironborn belong on the sea, not the land, and besides you northerners know the North and winters better than anyone," he reminded with a smirk.
"Where are we going?" Hot Pie asked worriedly as Beric smirked, leading his horse through a stream as Arya looked around.
"Somewhere you three will be safe," he claimed as Arya realized they were headed in Riverrun's direction.
XXIX
(Riverrun)
Rhaenyra sighed softly as she walked around Riverrun's banks one final time, as Robb will be moving on from Riverrun to continue on to the South. They need to end this war as soon as possible. She did not wish to give birth in war, but knew she had no choice. Rhaenyra greeted Gael who approached her, nickering softly.
"I have missed you, girl," Rhaenyra beamed, kissing the mare's nose. "Let's go for a small trot, yes?" Rhaenyra questioned as the mare snorted and allowed her rider to mount her, wearing a dress she actually sat ladylike also for the ease of her stomach. Softly, urging the mare in the direction her dragons flew, she was aware of her guards following with her ladies deciding to return to help finish her packing. Valaena all but kicked the couple out of bed, knowing that they were just coming back together but as they were rulers they needed to act like it, not the young couple who were separated for weeks.
"I don't believe I've ever seen you ride like that, Your Grace," Ser Barristan commented, curious as she's always ridden like a man and never the lady-like posture, never even rides in the litters like Lady Catelyn did.
"Our Queen is not like other ladies, she would normally try and do things that would not hamper her ability to fight or escape should the time ever come up," Raynor spoke as his companion nodded. Gael froze suddenly, nickering softly as she lifted her head. She backed up, refusing to go any further as Rhaenyra frowned, Rhaella landed suddenly and growled softly at her mother. Rhaenyra, with eased efforts, slid off her horse and approached her dragon.
"Your Grace, you are not dressed for riding a dragon!" Ser Barristan shouted but spied the leggings underneath.
"I am now always prepared, Ser," she called as Rhaella pushed off flapping her wings, the she-dragon flew along the Red Fork to follow the riverbank. It confused Rhaenyra as to why her dragon was impatient.
XXIX
(Arya)
Arya had gotten tired of altering between riding on horseback or on the cart so she'd walk alongside some of the men who enjoyed teaching her what she should know. But Beric always made sure she was nearby; lately the howls and snarls were getting closer and closer. Arya would stay up and listen to them as she'd whisper her list. She kept dreaming about wolves, being surrounded by dozens and eating meat as she would awaken to Thoros who would have a hand over her forehead as though to soothe her from her racing thoughts.
It was during their march that a high howl came from the direction they were heading in. Arya mimicked it as Hot Pie tried to stop her, but the Brotherhood joined in, not caring if they were caught. It was only when more howls came back that made them curious, Beric ordered Arya to sit behind him as Hot Pie sat on the cart at Thoros' order.
"What could it be? The wolves?" the large boy whimpered as Gendry hissed him to be quiet.
"What else makes those noises?" he growled. Figuring it was the wolves, they continued to march that way as Arya spotted scorched land and charred bones as she realized with alarm what they were approaching. Shrieks cut them off as a large golden dragon hissed and stood up, she must have been sleeping amongst the bones and charred ground, Arya was surprisingly stunned by their size. The creature was the size of a warship but with her long neck made her head tower over them.
"Seven Hells," Gendry cursed as the dragon growled, the green eyes focused on them. The way it moved made him want to fight before spotting her slowly opening mouth as though to burn them.
"Keligon, Rhaenys," (Stop,) a voice called out. A large red dragon landed, shrieking as it bit at its sibling to push her away as Arya looked around and leapt off. Before anyone could stop her she tore off and right up to a familiar white haired woman who looked to Arya with shock and glee. "Arya!" Rhaenyra called, climbing down before she hauled the girl as close as her growing belly would allow her. The large golden dragon turned her attention suddenly to the interaction. And carefully approached.
Arya could not believe that her sister-by-law was expecting and what startled her the most was when a giant red head lowered itself to her suddenly as red-orange eyes pierced into her grey ones. The growling that was coming out would terrify anyone and it was in fact scaring the young girl before a softer nudge made her whip around to see a blue/white head and a purr coming out made her muscles ease.
"Lykirī. They are inspecting you because of the baby," Rhaenyra soothed her younger sister. "This one is Alysanne," she nudged the large blue head a bit as she huffed before moving as the red dragon head came back into view. "This one is-"
"-Rhaella," Arya spoke, remembering her names for them. "You told me when I was leaving," she said as Rhaenyra grinned. "The other is Rhaenys. After your niece or ancestor," Arya commented as Rhaenyra pulled her closer as Rhaella glared with a small growl.
"Lyka," (Quiet) Rhaenyra demanded as the dragon pulled back with a small glare at her mother before pushing herself off and went to hunt as her sisters joined. The group watched with pure shock and awe as Arya's mouth fell open while Rhaenyra laughed at the look. "Come along Zoklītsos, we should reunite you with your mother." Arya noticed the pain in her eyes as she nudged her.
"What is it?" Arya asked as Thoros encouraged the girl to remount a horse to return with the queen.
"I will tell you sweet, but let you and your mother see one another first," Rhaenyra said. "I will go ahead and let Robb know so he does not worry when he sees me on Rhaella," she told them.
"Very well, Your Grace," Beric called as he ordered many to move so Rhaella could fly without hitting someone. Arya watched in amazement along with others in the group as Thoros smiled, in seeing Rhaenyra urge Rhaella to fly as the female shrieked, leaping into the air as she flew in a circle to gain momentum with Rhaenys and Alysanne joining. Despite having seen the skulls when having lived in King's Landing, Arya knew the dragons were not as big as their ancestors, but she was amazed by the growth they already were at being nearly two years of age.
"Gods be good," Hot Pie whispered fearfully as Thoros patted the boy's shoulder.
"Don't worry lad, you're on the Queen's side. Those dragons won't harm you," Thoro reassured as Arya looked totally interested in talking about them as Gendry smiled. He remembered her obsession with them in Harrenhal and learned that the destruction was because of Balerion the Black Dread, the last Valyrian born dragon before its destruction. Gendry wondered if it was normal for all children to learn this before she told him that because Rhaenyra was raised in their family, they learned about both Stark and Targaryen history. She would have rather listened to Targaryen history as they had the dragons. But also a knight used to take her and her sister down to see the dragon skulls that used to line the throne room, Gendry heard of that too and hoped to see them too one day if he could.
XXIX
Robb and Catelyn were seen standing there with an eager Theon as well as Arya grinned in seeing her brother and mother waiting as he looked relieved in seeing her. Baela who was standing alongside Theon, Valaena, Lynara, and a happy looking Raynor all cheered when Arya was released from her family after being embraced as Rhaenyra came over with Ser Barristan, Dacey, and Prince Oberyn and Ellaria joining.
"Arya," Catelyn cried before giving a small oh about her hair before Robb stopped her.
"Mother, it'll be fine. It'll grow out," Robb told his mother, knowing she disliked how Arya looked more like a boy than before. "Please, come. You are welcomed here for as long as you need to stay," Robb requested as the men nodded and thanked him as they all entered Riverrun, to celebrate Arya's return and to continue Rhaenyra's plan against the Ironborn.
XXIX
(Sansa)
Sansa slowly made her way around Dragonstone as her ladies stuck to her with Lady guiding her.
"Princess Sansa?" A young woman's voice caught her attention as she turned and saw a beautiful brunette with a gentle smile.
"Lady Margaery?" Sansa asked softly.
"Yes!" The woman beamed, quickly embracing the startled redhead. "Oh, I'm so happy we were able to rescue you! Though you had immense help!" Margaery praised Sansa's guardians who smiled. "And not to worry, Sandor Clegane is in the great hall eating no doubt. My brother spoke the truth. As payment for helping rescue you, the Hound is to receive his choice of location. He may remain here to help fight them or to be free in whatever region he wishes," Margaery smiled as Lady sniffed her hand before being allowed to pet the direwolf. The soft fur from when she was given a bath earlier in the morning, Sansa had sat and allowed her hair to dry while the girls cleaned her wolf. The she-wolf enjoyed the attention and the air around Dragonstone. Sansa saw the shift in her wolf, Lady was freer here, no one requested she wear a collar or lead and allowed her to venture how she wished.
"That is good. He did not have too but he chose to save me, for that I am grateful," Sansa said while Margaery beamed, looping their arms together as she guided the younger around, Margaery instantly had dresses made for Sansa to keep her warmer as the flimsy things from King's Landing would make her too cold. Lady enjoyed the breeze Dragonstone had for the wind crevices caressed her fur. "How is the King? I heard he had received severe injuries in the battle?" Sansa asked as Margaery frowned.
"Stannis… has fallen to his injuries, his brother stood beside him the entire time as his Red Priestess and Maesters tried to save him. I took his wife to rest as she was inconsolable. I am just happy Shireen was not here to witness her father's last moments, though it was her goodbye from him," Margaery frowned as Sansa held her hand.
"I overheard the Princess was sent North? Do you know if she has reached Winterfell?" Sansa prayed she had. From words she overheard from guards was that the Ironborn had started to attack the North.
"Yes. Your Maester Luwin had sent a message that she had arrived in perfect health and is already being shown everything. He worried Rickon wouldn't take to her well, but it seems he has." Sansa smiled at hearing her brother being nice to Shireen. "Did you know that they are betrothed? Rhaenyra hopes they will grow to like one another how she and Robb did, or at least be friends in their marriage," Margaery smiled as they walked arm-in-arm as her ladies followed with smiles. They were allowed to speak their native tongue to one another without suspicion or threat of the lion queen's swords. "What language do you girls speak?" Margaery asked, turning to them as Sansa and she broke and took the maid's arms as well. "Is that Astapor Valyrian? It sounds different from the High Valyrian I have heard Queen Rhaenyra speak," Margaery was genuine in her curiosity as Maeia spoke.
"It is, yes, My Lady. You have a very keen ear," she praised as Margaery smiled.
"One of my favorite ladies who was like another mother to me came from Essos. Oh, I miss her so! I wanted my children to get to know her, she taught me so much about Essos and would have taught me High Valyrian but she had passed away before she could. My grandmother never found another to teach me," Margaery spoke in fondness for her former caretaker.
"More like you terrorized all those who Father or Mother suggested but only Lady Alya could control you," Loras' playful voice came in as Margaery scoffed playfully.
"I was a spirited child! Even Alya enjoyed it, she scolded those who tried to hinder me," Margaery beamed as Sansa laughed, giggling as she thought of Arya. Despite the lady-like nature in the Tyrell girl, she could see Arya bonding with her as well.
"Yes, it is why Father requested Grandmother to not find another like her. One was enough," he laughed as they walked together. Sansa smiled, enjoying the feeling of companionship in the Tyrell siblings. She laughed at a story Loras told of Margaery when they were children.
XXIX
End of the chapter! How did ya'll like Sansa escaping? I didn't know how to go about that so I went with this!
~Rusty14~