Thank you to those that have reviewed and are readers of this story; I really appreciate your feedback. Now, for the entire story, I have diverged from the original story line of the Game of Thrones books. However, in this chapter, there is an event from the series that I have included because it will prompt future events planned. That being said, after this chapter, it will continue to be a different story line, just like before. Again, thanks for all the feedback. :)

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The Morning was crawling through the horizon trees. Sandor was by my side, and his hand supported me throughout the dawn.

I walked toward the camp, seeing the men awaking at dawn. There were already women working on their duties. Their eyes were wide as I passed by them. I was almost at my own tent-like house, when I heard the clanging of armor behind me.
A group of men clad in metal approached me. They bowed lowly, their armor crying with their movements.
The tall, older man in the front spoke first. His dark hair was graying, and a large scar adorned his neck.

"My lady, we are all proud and joyous upon your return. We praise the Gods for having you in our presence once again. I am Edwarde Larth, appointed captain to your guardship. We are here to bid your need and ready to fight on your word."
I nodded, following their statements.

Mother always said there would be a time where I would command. I always doubted it, but damn, she was correct.

Another man clad in simple armor stepped forward. His eyes were a strange turquoise color, his skin the color of burnt leather.

"My Lady, my name is Andoro Terset, second in command. Although we are here to protect you at all times, I have been assigned as a personal guard. If this does not bother my Lady, I will accompa-

"She doesn't need another little insect around her. Are you blind? She has enough protection."

This did not surprise me coming from Sandor. I looked up to him, my eyes giving the message. I knew he never got along with the Kingsgaurd at Casterly Rock, but now there was not much of a choice.

He caught my eye, and snorted into silence. I directed my attention to Andoro.

"Sir, I accept your protection. And all of you: I thank you for your dedication to my family's name."

A smaller yet muscular man stepped forward.

"Lady Sansa, Smithson Lurel, at your command. Please forgive me, but we are all in danger if we don't take action soon. Rumors tell that Lannister loyalists are close. You aren't safe. We need to act fast, my Lady. "

"Don't suffocate her. Now is not the time. We must think this thoroughly. Lady Sansa, after what has happened at the Red Wedding, we do not know if they will come for you", Edwarde proclaimed.

The group of armored men lowered the heads at the mention of the strange wedding. One of the men near the back was praying silently.

My heart was growing heavy; I did not know why.

I looked toward Sandor, his breathing heavy. I caught his eye, but he looked away.

"Men… what is the Red Wedding?" I asked, but none of the men would look me in the eye.

"What has happened?!", I cried to them; tears were stinging my eyes.

Footsteps were running behind me. Nurse Katherine stood in front of me, gasping for air. Beads of sweat were on her brow.

"My Lady…Let me explain everything. Please follow me."

"No …I am sorry, but I command you to tell me. Now." It had been years since I used my power. I felt a twinge of guilt, but I would handle that later. What had happened these past weeks?

"My Lady…." Nurse Katherine began. Her eyes were staring at the ground. She could not say it.

Smithson spoke lowly, but clearly.

"Lady Catelyn and Lord Robb have been assassinated. It was vengeance of the Freys, allied with the Lannisters. His death was insured the moment he married the wrong woman. I…."

The men were all staring at me. The other refugees seemed to hoard around the men, listening on. Their eyes were full of pain.

"I am sorry, My Lady. We all are."

A beating in my heart. A drilling in my ears.

Eyes turning into dust.

...

My legs obeyed themselves. They started walking, toward the dark forest, but quickly sprinting, running as fast as the heart could let them.

My shoulder was burning, my head in flames.

My entire body was in flames. The tears were coming quickly, pouring down. They fell into the wind.

My legs had carried me to a clearing in the middle of the dark forest. The pine trees smelled of home.

No, there was no home.

Eyes burning into dust.

My throat was sweltering; a scream escaped my lips. My ears were ringing. It was a howl.

My entire body was in pain. But the worst agony was in my heart.

The morning sky was growing dark, the clouds hiding the rays of sunshine.

There was an approaching thud behind me. I did not have to look.

Sandor's heavy breathing broke the silence of the forest. I could feel the tears stinging my neck, down on my chest.

My eyes could only see darkness.

She was clad in sweat, her hair shining brightly. It was pure fire.

The Little Bird turned her head around, her blue eyes glowing in the dark morning.

Her face was calm, but the tears kept falling.

If I could kill every fucking Lannister there was, it would have been easy. If I could stop those forsaken tears, I would.

Her stare was empty.

My mouth tried forming words, but I didn't know what I could say to make this moment less painful.

You are useless; it was echoing in my brain.

Finally, some words.

"Little Bird…say the command. I will kill them. I will kill every single one of those bastards. I will bring you every head responsible. Anything, my Lady."

Her eyes blinked slowly, her mouth forming words.

Goddamn, my chest seared.

After what seemed an eternity, she spoke softly.

"Sandor…get me a horse."

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